"Fu*ck! Fu*ck that bit*ch freaking bit*ch! Traitor!" the man grunted as he kept on running. His body was already full of sweat because of running for so long. He cursed when he could not find a good spot to stop and hide.
He was being chased after being abandoned just like that. He thought he already hit the jackpot by living in hiding with a good provision but it did not last long.
He was panting hard. It was very dark and there was almost no one in that deserted area. Though there were people living there but none dared to interfere with the commotion.
He paused for a while, seeing two directions ahead of him, contemplating which direction would be best to escape, left or right! If he remembered correctly, there was a dead end in either of the two directions.
"Fuuu*ckkkk it! Fuuu*ckkkk..." he snarled.
