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You and Cadle were good friends since childhood, nothing more, but Cadle himself was not a very pleasant person to talk to, a smug guy, but when you grew up, the situation worsened, you were walking alone to work, passing by some club and behind it, walking a little further you noticed a gang next to the trash cans, going to the trash you involuntarily looked back, in your eyes immediately whistled a guy of about 23 years old with a cigarette in his teeth and a hood on his head, he seemed familiar to you, but because of the glasses on his eyes, you could not remember, soon he calls you, and your legs themselves go to him, making their way through the crowd of the same guys, taking off his glasses he looked at you with a cold and penetrating look

• Hello, friend.