There is a reason why Butterfly Valley is called the No. 1 Secret Killer Organization in Gangnam. Its secrets are as hard to unravel as the darkness of the depths of the ocean.

I don't know how many people there are in this organization, I don't know how old I can be in this organization with my strength, and I don't know who my boss is.

Li Qiushui? He is the boss behind the scenes, but he is not the owner of the valley.

Our valley master, I heard that he rarely shows up, and I don't even know if it's a man or a woman. It is said that people used to have a name on the rivers and lakes, called "Butterfly of Death". Listen, horror, right? But no one has ever seen it before. He, or she, is like a fictional character in myths and legends. Like the Jade Emperor, the Buddha, the Queen Mother, and the Guanyin Bodhisattva...... It's impossible to fathom.

All I know is that every move I make is being watched by someone in the shadows, and I must follow the instructions of my superiors to complete every mission without compromise and take out all the assigned targets. Even though, that target is a weak and beautiful woman, powerless. Even if she is innocent, there is no fault at all.

It's a rule that killers can't resist. It is also an inescapable rule of survival. There is no resentment, but I will kill her with all my conscience. No matter how reluctant I am, how hard I can't do it.

I've got several bosses on my head. I'm just a gun at my disposal. Wherever it is poked, where it bleeds. If I don't need to use it one day, it may be the end of my life.

I once killed a pure, beautiful, innocent woman. I don't understand why the Boss ordered her to take her life. Because there was no money for that mission! What kind of grudge did she have against us, and where did she offend? In my opinion, she is so lively, tender, lovely, polite, beautiful and generous......

If my boss is a man, is it because I can't get angry and ashamed of courtship? So I decided to destroy this treasure that I can't get in order to vent my personal anger? If my boss is a woman, maybe it's because of jealousy, so I want to get rid of this obstacle that is more dazzling than myself?

I don't know, it's hard to guess, it's elusive.

My boss, I really don't know what kind of person she or he is.

Every time I receive a task, I have a different channel and a strange way. Sometimes it's a flying pigeon to deliver a book, sometimes it's sending a stranger who doesn't notice to deliver a letter, sometimes it's waking up and suddenly finding an extra line on the wall that I don't know how to get up: "Kill so-and-so on a certain day and in a certain place in such a month......

You can see it, in fact, I am living in danger all the time, and I may disappear from the world at any time.

The reason why my organization is ranked first in the world is because I have the most top killers in my organization and the most famous tasks I have completed. For example, assassinating a concubine and assassinating a prince. I believe that if the boss orders it, we can kill even the emperor.

In the whole world, there are many sects in the rivers and lakes, and there are also people like us who specialize in killing people and buying lives. In Jiangnan alone, there are four, in addition to the Butterfly Valley, there are Fushou Cave, Happy Forest, and Xiaoyao Palace. However, none of them can compare to Butterfly Valley.

It's just because, in Butterfly Valley, there are too many people like me who have no support, a bad life, and will not spare their lives and fear death at all.

We don't need any reason to kill people, just to eat.

How cheap!

Therefore, it can also be seen how chaotic and dark this world is, and the people are not able to make a living.

My fate is lonely and sad, and my life is bleak and gloomy. Not only boring, but hateful. I should have found a time to break myself.

There are so many damn people in this world. Although there is no less of me, there is no more of me. Just like the cave master of the Fushou Cave, the head of the Happy Forest, and the palace master of the Xiaoyao Palace...... It's already history. However, I have survived to this point.

I have been able to live until now, not because of how good my luck, how high my martial arts are, or how great my ability is, but because of ...... I'm more afraid of death than any of my companions.

Yes, I'm cowardly. Timid, weak, small. But maybe that's why I'm alive today. I don't want to argue about anything, those who are better than me, are dead. That's just the way it is. And facts speak louder than words.

Because I was a little soft-hearted, I was not resolute enough, and I was not perverted to the level of compliance, and I even suffered a murder.

That time, I received a mission to kill that innocent and lovely woman, Ren Lan. Because of her gentleness, beauty, kindness and innocence, I couldn't do it twice in a row, and both times I retreated with guilt and fear of failure. On the night of my second return, I met someone who was almost exactly like me.

He's like a shadow in my mirror, everywhere. But he was ordered to kill me.

And the reason why he killed me was because I moved the kindness of a woman and couldn't kill that lovely Ren Lan to complete the task.

It's ridiculous, his name is "Qianjiao".

"Thousands of charm......s", "thousands of charms", "thousands of charms", "thousands of charms", slot!

Is this a joke made by God?

His swordsmanship is sharper than mine, and his momentum is fiercer than mine. However, his concentration was not as good as mine.

Therefore, it is destined that he will not kill me, but die at my hands.

At first, I didn't understand the reason for his lack of concentration. After a long time, I realized that he was actually the same kind of person as me. I can't kill him, so how can he do it. So, when the boss asked him to get rid of me, in fact, his heart was full of questions and contradictions, so he couldn't go all out.

This incident also made me understand a truth again: kindness, or justice, is useless, and it is important to live.

When he died, his expression was calm and his demeanor was serene, as if he had completed a sacred mission.

I feel infinite regret and remorse for his death at my hands. If it weren't for who we are, maybe we would have been very good friends. Share weal and woe, bosom friends and confidants. What more could a husband ask for such a person?

Hey, boss, boss, what are your intentions? Asking a friend to assassinate a friend. Do you know that your hand caused not only the destruction of a person's life, but also the shattering of two hearts? You've evaporated the trust and appreciation between people, you've made the friendship between friends feel like dung, and you've made people like me feel more and more like death......

Life and emotions are as humble as a lost dog.

It's not even as good as ...... A soak of shit.

Is it interesting for you to do that?