The Great Demon Holm

The boss held a newspaper, his eyes glancing up from above it without saying anything. He looked menacing and unfriendly.,Whatever, he's just an unknown assassin. He takes on jobs and gets by day to day. Who knows what tomorrow brings Maybe one day he can't do it anymore and starves in his own home. He doesn't care about what happens on the battlefield at all.,Watching the boss, eyes wide with terror, stare at him before clutching his neck and collapsing, writhing on the ground like a fat, juicy maggot, Jack sighed helplessly. He turned around, flipped the sign to "CLOSE", pulled down the curtain, and locked the door behind him.。