"We do business in the dark. Employers mostly want us to kill and rob people for money. The other tasks are about revenge."
The gangster coughed and spat out two mouthfuls of blood. His expression was self-deprecating. "Employers all have high status in society and don't want their hands to be covered in blood. Our lives are cheap. We hide in the dark and be their knives for them, helping them solve their problems."
"It's common for employers to hide their identities, but when I received this deal, I instinctively felt that something was amiss."
The gangster looked at Qiu Tong and waved his fingers weakly. "Can I have a cigarette?"
