In the middle of the night, the wind and clouds were surging, and suddenly there was lightning and thunder, and it started to rain heavily in a short while.In the suburbs, in the woods, a young man with a pale face and blood on the corners of his mouth was running in the rain.Logically speaking, it rained heavily in such barren mountains and forests in the middle of the night. It was impossible for ordinary people to see the surrounding situation clearly, let alone running like him, and he would definitely hit the tree or step on the air.However, when he ran, he avoided big trees and stepped through potholes every step, as if he was not affected by the darkness.Just as he was avoiding a thick old tree again, he suddenly stretched out an arm from behind the tree, holding a pistol in his palm, with the muzzle facing him.