Synopsis

* Bang bang* The deafen sound of gun shots rang in the air. A girl holding a gun pointing towards a fat middle aged man with tattoos all over his body. " It's better for you die." The girl spit does cold words to the man who slumped and fell to ground. " Zacky!" A man shouted from behind, making the girl to turn around. ... A man was standing behind the girl as he looked at the other man in front of her. " Who is this?" The other man asked. " Oh." The girl muttered as she grinned. " He is my personal bodygaurd.