Oliver shrunk his head, cautiously looking around before quickly crossing the street.
Born in the slums of Mars Free Port, the small-framed Oliver stood at less than 1.6 meters and weighed under 50 kilograms. This always made him frustrated. Due to his frail build, he couldn't join others in the gang to fight his way to better treatment. He was merely a thief—a peripheral member of the gang who had to hand over half of his daily earnings.
However, Oliver's life was much better compared to other thieves. After all, he had a beautiful sister. And his brother-in-law was a small boss in the Gray Wolf Gang.
With his brother-in-law's care, Oliver's business was much easier to conduct than other thieves. On the streets under his brother-in-law's control, no other thief dared to compete with him. As long as Oliver set his eyes on a target, he would typically succeed. His superb skills combined with the priority rights to some bustling commercial streets gave Oliver a steady income.
