['Fox' heard the gunshots behind him weaken, but just smiled bitterly: With the change of tactics, I'm afraid he will have a hard time. I don't know if I can escape alive, if not. . . The 'Fox' reached out to the four C[4 high-performance bombs connected side by side on a wire around his waist. These were enough to make them leave together at their own expense! Even if you die, you must die on the road to freedom. You will no longer be a bound killing machine! The 'Fox''s eyes, which had dimmed due to physical exhaustion, once again ignited: he hopes to be an innocent ordinary person in the next life. . . ]
I thought that escaping was just for freedom, but I didn't know that fate had arranged an unforgettable love. With lovers who can only hurt each other on one side and constant pursuit on the other, can the 'Fox' continue to escape?
This is the story of a small star taking down a big killer.