Lu Xian, the former "Faceless Yama" of the underground world, opened a convenience store in a third-tier city after retirement. I wanted to live the rest of my life, but found out:
The beautiful neighbor who just moved upstairs watches him with binoculars every day when he is "sunbathing" on the balcony;
The weak art teacher across from him is actually the fugitive daughter of a Southeast Asian underworld godfather;
Even the good-for-nothing owner of the Internet cafe next door is a top hacker wanted around the world.
What's even more outrageous is that these movie stars act like ordinary people in his store every day - until the gangsters knock on the door, the policewoman draws her gun, the hacker hacks the entire street surveillance, and Lu Xian silently pulls out the dusty military spurs from under the shelf.
"I said..." He sighed, "Can you wait until I finish selling this box of instant noodles?"
