Although it's a small fish, after all, it is still a fish.
Only those who have experienced assassination understand this feeling, the assassinations lurking in the darkness, over and over again, ceaseless, until the target dies, and only then will it truly end.
If someone must die.
Then, please, let it be you.
...
...
"Achoo!"
In the dead of night, the quiet alley was deserted.
Shi Li, walking with his head down, suddenly sneezed loudly.
He pulled his cap down low and frowned, not knowing why, but a sense of foreboding emerged in his heart.
