Blood flowed from his forearm and he grit his teeth coming to a stop.
"Drop the weapon!"
"Well it's not like I can use it now that you've wounded my right hand," he said and the man closest to him snatched the gun from him.
The rain water washed the blood from his wounds and stained his clothes- he had a bullet stuck in his right arm and both his palms and knees were cut and bleeding, his appearance was anything but pleasing.
"Why did you bring me to such a place?" He asked after a long while and the officer smiled.
"What else? To kill you of course."
"Kill me? Why? Aren't you guys officers as well? Killing me would mean..."
"Ptoey! Who said anything about us being officers?"
He opened his shirt and Lian spotted the snake tattoo on his chest.
"The viper? How? What are you doing in a police uniform?"
