The King of Killers Is Forced to Open for Business

I was once the organization's top assassin, codenamed No. 2, And I never failed. Until that day, I defected. I accidentally picked up a little girl who couldn't speak from the self-destructed base. One year later. I dyed my hair yellow, rode a racing horse, and took her to and from school every day. She loves egg fried rice and has been eating it for a year without getting tired of it. I asked her why. She glanced at me: "Do you have money?" I thought about it. Well, indeed not. After the cold-blooded killer retires, his biggest enemy is poverty. The biggest obstacle is her.