My name is Death, a handsome guy whom everyone loves, flowers bloom for, and cars burst their tires for.
I'm also a top-tier assassin and mercenary, with godlike marksmanship. No one ever survives my hands. My movements are uncanny, and I can move freely through a hail of bullets without getting so much as a scratch.
I was at the height of my fame, killing without mercy and living carefree.
Until I took an arrow to the knee...
“Dad, stop daydreaming and come eat!” Chen Xiaomeng shouted at her sleeping father.
“Oh, got it.” Chen Xingyu put down the newspaper and slowly walked over to his daughter.
Everything above is just a load of nonsense I made up. If you think the content doesn't fit, don't blame me.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
