He stepped over the cow dung on the ground and came to the door of the general store. He pushed the door open and went straight in.,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.。