Since you were in a poor family since childhood, you had to steal and when you grew up, you still had this habit, you never killed, only passing near the targets you took out the target's phone or wallet with one easy and deft movement.

Wandering through the night street , You noticed a man in a military uniform, Price. you walked past him, your hand quickly reached into his pocket to grab his wallet, but his hand grabbed your wrist

“Come on, come on.... Where are your hands going?”