Tyson

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I lay sprawled on the hard cold concrete with pain searing throughout my body. I groan as i feel the rugged soul of a boot press down on my neck followed by some devious laughter. "You can't run from us forever Tyson" i hear a man say "you might as well tell us where he is" i hear more laughter and voices around me. 'Well this sucks' i think to myself. The man-who i assumed was in charge-pressed his boot down tighter. I gasp for air as I hear gunshots and metal clashing in the distance. "Shit, run!" I hear the leader hound as he backs away. I crawl to my feet and see an awesome sight. A man roughly six foot tall with an impressive build wearing a long brimmed hat, a buttoned t-shirt, a military vest, black trousers and a mask that covered his eyes. He had twin katanas strapped two his back and two pistols to his belt. He took out a gun and shot the leader through the chest and looked to me "Ive been waiting" he says.

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Bai

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