For a time, assassins and mercenaries from all over the world converged on York City, all coming for the ten billion dollar bounty.
Rui Li was the first to know about this news, but since the bounty was aimed at the whole world and not issued within the assassin organization she and Tang Ming belonged to, she didn't know who issued such a terrifying bounty.
On an endless golf course on the outskirts of York City, a burly, bearded middle-aged man was swinging a club: "That Black Spirit really doesn't settle down. I thought he had retired to enjoy a peaceful life upon returning home, but I never expected him to stir up a ten billion dollar bounty this time, even I'm tempted."
"If you're tempted, why not send someone to kill him then?"
Wearing a black leather jacket and sunglasses, Rui Li sat on a chair, sipping red wine with a nonchalant pout.
