No Escape from the Abyss

Long-haired, stone-faced assassin bottom x steady, cool-headed big shot top

Jiang Yanci had lived a wretched life, and his life was worth next to nothing.

With no money, no home, and no ties to hold him back, he threw himself into danger to make a living. He became an assassin, taking anyone’s money and risking his life for them.

He was the quietest subordinate under Ji Wangyuan. His long hair hid his eyes, and he kept a cold expression, rarely saying a word. In private, he smoked one cigarette after another, his whole being radiating indifference. He only hoped that one day he’d fail a mission and bring it all to a clean end.

Ji Wangyuan was ruthless and decisive, the boss feared by everyone in the underworld.

But with Jiang Yanci alone, the big shot always used the gentlest tone to do the most unnerving things, indulging in a quiet, mischievous streak.

In my dreams, there are no flashing blades, no bloody killings, no fists at the orphanage, no going hungry on the street.

There is only a warm light, and a tall figure standing in it, reaching out to me.

I walk over and take his hand.