"Even though you deceived us!"
Death is always the most feared unknown, people don't know what happens after death, so they fear the unknown!
He cried and pleaded, but Allen was unmoved; he seemed tenderhearted, but the more tenderhearted he appeared, the angrier he actually became!
He walked to the wall, took down a steel pick, and stabbed it into the undercover agent's thigh!
"Why?!"
"Why did you betray us?!"
He was not acting like himself, especially not like just a moment ago!
His expression was fierce, his face flushed, his hands tightly gripping the steel pick as he stirred it, causing the undercover agent's wound to bleed and tear, making him howl in pain!
He was much more fragile than he had imagined, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Allen, it's all my fault, please spare me!"
Allen looked at him, released his grip, and lit a cigarette, "How did you pass messages outside every time?"
