Dark alley.
Greg Yorn walked out leisurely.
The midday sun shone through the sky, which was no longer gray, making his three-dimensional face, which seemed to be carved by a knife and an axe, more layered.
At this moment, his body was not covered with dust and blood.
In fact, there weren't even any wrinkles on the clothes from the exercise.
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