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The 3 protagonists would be on the ground still, at night
Kiro lifts from the ground, to get closer to black
Kiro: bastard, wake up
Black: Hugh, what, what do you want?
Kiro: we faint on the ground for hours, we are in the middle of the street at night, we must leave
Black: everything hurts and my arms are numb
Kiro: don't complain, they threw me through a wall
Black: That fat zombie stepped on my fucked ribs
Kiro: Shit is true, you are not in good condition now
Cat would get up while staggering
Master: My head hurts, like they're talking inside it
Black: This cat has already become schizophrenic
Kiro: for sure he is sick, we should go to the pharmacy Black: that place I assure you that they already looted it hundreds of times
Kiro: Maybe, but we still have to go
They would walk away, until Black collapsed to the ground.
Kiro: and now what happens
Black: dick, I haven't eaten anything all day, more than fighting that zombie on steroids, I feel like shit
In that a gang of criminals approaches
Yoda cholo ("mucho texto"): hey you, give me your katana and I'll give you money
said the gangster yoda
Kiro: what are you talking about?
Bob cholo: and by the way give us that cat, it is seen that it has good meat.
said the delinquent sponge armed pants
Cat: what?
Kiro: What the fuck do you mean?
Yoda cholo: you know, if you give us your things we give money, we are buying your stuff
Bob Cholo: Come on, we are very liquid and we occupy exchanging merchandise
Kiro: I won't give you anything for money, I'm rich asshole
Black: do they have food..?
Shrek buchón: no compadre, we were just going to ask you muscular.
said a Mexican Shreck
Black: and painkillers..?
Bob cholo: we have marihua-
Yoda cholo: nop, we do not bring anything, only cash
Kiro: then fuck you, I have money left over
Shrek Buchon: carajo, then we have no choice to steal you mierda
Yoda cholo pulls out a gun and points it at kiro
Kiro: well shit
Yoda cholo: nothing personal, now, give me that katana
Kiro: ok here you have it
Kiro would give his katana
Yoda Cholo is about to grab it but Kiro throws his gun with his other hand, to then fit the katana on Yoda's chest
Bob Cholo: He killed him, fuck it, who will draw the NFT's now?
Chuek buchon: THAT DOESN'T MATTER ANYMORE CORRELE CABRON
The remaining 2 gang members would run away
Cat: Why did you kill him? You could have scared him or I didn't know something else
Kiro: do not question my methods, and appreciate that we are looking for a pharmacy to cure that headache
Kiro would take a hot can of beans out of his pocket
Kiro: have, I kept it in the morning
Kiro would give it to black
Black: Where did you get it?
Kiro: Do you think I'm naked all the time?
Black: Yes, for me you look like a completely black silhouette
Kiro: serious
Black: we better not talk about it
Black would open the can and eat all the beans in one gulp. then Black would rise but still weak.