Chapter 14

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it was dark in the night.

3 AM.

most parents tell their kids not to wander around at this late hour, even if they're grown up. they would be scared for their children's safety. and any normal kid would obey their parents and not wander around in the night at such a late hour.

but taecyeon wasn't normal.

he was a fucking psychopath. 

he would do whatever he wanted to do.

and that was precisely what he was doing  hiding in the shadows as he walked down the street, wearing a black hoodie with its hood up, and black jeans with black combat boots with a gun tucked in his large hoodie pocket, he made his way to a warehouse where he knew his target would be.

he crept around the warehouse until he found a small window at the back. he was careful not to be seen as he looked in, smiling under his black mask when he saw his target sitting on a sack and smoking, his back to taecyeon. taecyeon looked behind him carefully, not wanting anyone to know what he was doing. 

suddenly, his sharp ears heard footsteps coming his way. he looked around for a place to hide. he dived behind a bush just before 2 men entered the warehouse. he saw as they both went inside. he lifted his head a little bit, but crouched behind the bush again when he saw two men stand near the entrance of the warehouse, then one more man came and stood near the window. there was no way taecyeon would be able to go inside and shoot his target.

he could shoot the man standing near the window, but it would make a lot of noise and the other people would hear. taecyeon felt like kicking himself. why hadn't he brought his gun's silencer?

suddenly, he had an idea. he slowly took a small chocolate wrapper that he had put inside his pocket when he was eating the chocolate on his way to the warehouse. he threw it at the opposite side. it fell down and made a small noise. 

the man looked at the direction of the chocolate wrapper, then made his way towards it. that was enough for taecyeon. he got out of his hiding place and went behind the man. he choked his throat and punched his jaw, then kicked his crotch. the man fell down, dead.

 taecyeon brushed his hands then picked up the chocolate wrapper and put it in his pocket again. then he slowly made his way to the window at the back of the warehouse, making sure that he was hiding in the shadows.

taking infinite care, taecyeon slowly slid up the window of the warehouse. then he ran his eyes over the scene. there were a dozen white packets between his target and the 2 men who had come before.

suddenly, one of the men turned their heads toward taecyeon's direction and pointed a finger at him.

"kill him! kill him!" the man shouted. immediately the air around him was filled with firing. he ducked under the window, cursing. then he got up and shot blindly in the air, calculating that the man had been exactly 9.7 cm away from the left wall of the warehouse when he had last seen him. so he shot exactly 10 cm away from the left wall of the warehouse. he heard a cry and closed his eyes for a second before opening them again.

taecyeon thought that breaking the wall on which the window was would not be so difficult as it was already becoming crumbly from the endless firing and bullets. so, using all the strength he had, he kicked the wall and it fell down.

he ran inside and shot the other man on his shoulder and then on his chest. it was hard shooting his actual target. he had to punch him several times. then he pinned him to the ground and punched his forehead before taking out his knife and stabbing it into his shoulder. his target cried out in pain. taecyeon took his gun and the last bullet he had in his gun hit his target right in the heart.

the surroundings were now silent around him. he stood up, his target song moon-hyuk at his heels, dead. he made sure that no people were coming from the entrance or from the back before he slowly stepped outside of the warehouse. then, when he was sure that no one was there, he started walking at a faster pace. 

he wiped the blood off the knife with his finger. then, smirking, he licked the blood off his finger as he made his way to his house, feeling proud of himself.

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