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"Who are you?" Shan En was dissatisfied with being interrupted, and asked the strange man in a bad tone.

The man ignored him, turned his eyes to Ivano, looked at him for a moment, and said disappointedly: "You didn't recognize me. What's your name?"

Ivano was alert: "Shouldn't you have reported your name before asking me?"

This familiar, skeptical expression made the man's brows widen, but then, deeper sorrow floated in his eyes.Ivano's accent and demeanor have grown since he was a child. Even if his appearance and voice have changed, he will not admit his mistake.However, if this is really Ivano, his good brother of more than ten years will not recognize him.

"I'm Charles Tazito. Remember the name," Tazito said.

Ivano's subtle expression changes showed that this name was no stranger to him.

"Charles Tazito?" Shane interrupted angrily. "You're that bitch! You're the one who taught Ivano!" He jumped up and paced back and forth, gnashing his teeth and muttering to himself, "I'm going to kill kill him...kill him..."

Tazito and Ivano looked at each other for a while, couldn't help but look at Shane, and muttered, "Why is he still here?" Turning around, "Are you being lazy?"

Ivano followed Tazito's gaze and saw a white robot walking down the road.It has a humanoid head and limbs, and its whole body is white and smooth like ceramics.Holding a medical robot in one hand, and holding a large bulging bag in the other, some food, water and medicines are faintly exposed.The bag blocked his eyes, and he was walking staggeringly, trying not to let the excess contents of the bag fall out.

Ivano: "Is this the robot you brought... Then go away, or we will all fall into his hands."

Shane's battle droid still held Ivano tightly, forcing him to remain in a kneeling position.It was an irresistible force, the chief culprit that took away his hope of escape.The human body can never compete with it.

Sean rushed up and kicked his own robot, pointing at Tazito and blaming it: "Go and kill him! What are you still doing, I order you to kill him!"

The battle robot was obedient, let go of Ivano, and turned to Tazito.Ivano jumped up suddenly, grabbed the robot from behind, and shouted to Tazito: "Go!"

Tazito was taken aback by Ivano's decisive action—he obviously couldn't remember him—but the battle robot easily shook off Ivano, and raised his arm to expose the muzzle to Tazito.

Tazito's complexion turned ugly.He didn't like muzzles, he didn't know when, but he hated them.loathe the pain and fear they cause.

At that moment, the white robot behind Tazito let go of the little medical robot's hand, and the whole arm shot towards them like a rocket, rubbed against the air fiercely, and screamed.There was only a sharp and loud sound of metal colliding, and the arm grabbed Shane's robot into the air, and before everyone could react, grabbed it and slammed it towards the glass door.

Sean's robot was caught like scrap metal and was helpless.The heavy body smashed the glass door to pieces, and flew out with the arms without stopping, out of their sight.Immediately afterwards, an explosion that resounded through the sky shook the entire building, and Shane even fell a step before he stood still.

The roar from the explosion hadn't completely ended, the arm had already flown back to the body of the white robot, and the whole process didn't take more than ten seconds.The white robot picked up the medical robot again, and walked awkwardly towards Tazito.All is at peace.

Ivano: "..."

Shane's face became panicked, and he rushed to the broken door, shouting the name of his robot, but there was no response.He took out the controller in his pocket with trembling hands, no matter how he pressed it, none of the battle robots paid attention to him, but he still kept pressing it paranoidly.

"Impossible... Impossible! Damn it! Ah!" he screamed, smashing the controller to pieces suddenly, glaring at Tazito with resentment.Tazito looked accustomed and said to Ivano: "I brought a medical robot and some food and water, in case you need it. How do you deal with this person?"

Ivano stood up and walked towards Shane.Joy appeared on Sean's face, but Ivano staggered him directly, walked behind him, bent over and picked up a piece of broken glass, and tested with his thumb whether the edge was sharp.

"The robot has a gun," Tazito reminded.

"That's enough." Ivano said, his eyes fell on the enemy's face.There was no hatred, not even disgust, in his eyes, as cold as the eternal glaciers in the polar regions.

Sean's face became stiff when he heard their conversation, but he still stood there like a newborn rabbit who knew nothing about the darkness.

Ivano walked over to him and kicked him to the ground.The movement came so suddenly, Shane was kicked out completely, rolled several times on the dirty ground, and the white windbreaker soaked by the river water was covered with dust.He clutched his abdomen in pain, curled up uncontrollably, and almost vomited acid water.

Ivano grabbed his chin and forced him to raise his head, exposing his fragile neck.It was a weak neck, pitifully thin, and looked pampered and weak.The only thing Ivano likes is that the arteries are so clear that they can be found by touching them.

Ivano pressed the broken glass on Shane's carotid artery.

"No..." Sean struggled subconsciously in pain.He grabbed Ivano's hand: "Don't...don't..."

The sharp edge of the glass cut the superficial skin, Sean desperately pulled his hand away: "Don't... don't do this to me..."

Ivano simply grabbed him with one hand on the ground, and pressed the other with his knee.Sean was completely restrained and unable to move, panting, slowly waking up from the chaos.He stopped struggling, stared at Ivano with wide eyes.From Ivano's indifferent expression, Shane finally understood.

"You're going to kill me..." Shane said incredulously, "everything you said to me is false... none of it is true...you are just like Fernan, you are all the same... ’ he said, weeping softly.It was as if something in his heart was collapsing, completely destroying him.

Ivano didn't answer, thumb firmly pushed the glass into his skin, severing his carotid artery.Shane's eyes widened.He opened his mouth wide, trying to say something, but all he could get out was a strange, frightened moan.A large amount of hot blood gushed out, painting violent and bright colors on the ground.

Ivano: "What you need is not anyone. It's relief." He dropped the glass, let go of Shane's hands and feet, and stood up.

Sean tried to cover the wound, looking at the blood on his hands, terrified and helpless.

"Ivano..." he called his name with difficulty, "Ivano...don't go...save me..."

Ivano no longer looked at him, turned and walked towards the door.Tazito followed him.

"Ivano...don't...don't go..." It became more and more difficult for Sean to speak, intermittently, he was lying on the ground, unable to move, watching the backs of the two men getting further and further away.

Soon the two were gone.The blood on Shan En's neck couldn't stop, and the hand covering the wound trembled and fell to the ground.He began to grow cold and his vision became blurred.Life is coming to an end.

It is said that before a person dies, he will remember the love of his life.And what will Shane remember.

Sean hovered alone on the brink of death.In the blurred vision, a gentle light fell.This light enveloped him, and his whole body suddenly became warm.A crooked figure stepped out from this light.Shan En lay there pale, with his eyes slightly open, and found that he could see her clearly, knew her, and missed her.That was his grandmother Liz.

Everything is gentle, even the pain of the wound is gone.Sean sat up, his body relaxed like his own.

"My poor child." Liz walked up to him and hugged him as tenderly as ever. "You must have suffered a lot. But you have done a lot of things wrong, am I right?"

Sean choked up in his soft, cookie-scented embrace.

"I just want someone to love me..." he said.

"Lise loves you." Grandma stroked his long golden hair tenderly, "I will always love you so much."

Sean bowed his head, buried his face in his grandmother's shoulder, and wept like a six-year-old.

In this abandoned department store, a young man never opened his eyes again.Not long after he died, there was still a drop of tear accumulating in the corner of his eye, which slowly and slowly slid down.

He looked lonely, helpless, humble as dust.