Bodyguard, killer, lover, bad guy, or saint?
A small room, an old TV, a desk with a missing corner, an outdated joystick game machine, a pool table, this is his studio.
There is no job in this world that he can't complete.
His job only depends on his mood.
Maybe he will give you a kick.
Although every job has at least few million commissions, he owes the fast food girl the meal money.
All day long, he carries a strange thing covered with chains and tapes, his right hand is covered with gauze, an