Miracle Farmer with Special Abilities-Chapter 586 - 0: The Arrival of the Assassin_1

I must obtain the rest of the Cultivation Technique. If it truly is too sinister, then I must destroy it. Zhang Bin vowed resolutely to himself.

At that moment, he felt a secret sense of relief that Lv Yuze had hired an assassin to deal with him, which in turn allowed him to come into contact with the Three-Eye civilization. It also allowed me to save Yu Ruman, obtain the first three levels of the Heaven-Defying Divine Skill’s Cultivation Technique, and once again, discover a potential crisis that could lead to the destruction of a civilization. I’m just like a firefighter, constantly putting out fires. I’m truly great. I am the Aotuman of this new era.

"Is there something wrong with this Cultivation Technique? Should I continue cultivating it?" Yu Ruman seemed to sense something amiss as well and asked worriedly.

"The first three levels have no major issues. It’s the later parts of the Cultivation Technique I’m not sure about," Zhang Bin said. "But I will get the rest of it in the future. If it’s evil or has problems, I have the ability to correct them. So, you can continue your cultivation."

「This was a very rundown residential complex in Yanjing.」

The buildings were small and dilapidated, and naturally, its inhabitants were all poor.

Inside a very ordinary two-bedroom apartment, a middle-aged couple was fast asleep, their breathing steady in the dark. Their faces were lined with wrinkles, and their hair was streaked with gray. They looked utterly desolate.

Suddenly, a masked man in black appeared at the apartment door as if he were a ghost. He truly materialized out of thin air. Without a doubt, he was one of the Enforcement Team members of the Black Bell Assassin Organization, specializing in exterminating the relatives of traitors.

Of course, the members of the Enforcement Team were all specially selected. They were individuals void of humanity, with an innate thirst for slaughter. Therefore, when such people acted as enforcers, killing was no burden to them. They showed absolutely no mercy.

"Heh heh... This is the address of traitor A110’s parents. Time to tear them to shreds," the man sneered, mumbling to himself.

He placed his hand on the door and channeled his True Qi. Using the Remote Fist Technique, the door lock broke with a loud SNAP. The door swung open, and he slipped inside in a flash, closing it behind him. He was even bold enough to turn on the lights and stride confidently into the bedroom.

"Who...?"

The couple on the bed heard the noise and sat up together, terror apparent on their faces.

"I’ve come to send you on your way." The masked man in black sneered as he raised his dagger, a chilling, murderous aura radiating from his body.

"You want to kill us? Why?" Yu Junzhi asked angrily.

"You want to know why? GAHAHAHA! But I won’t tell you. You can go ask King Yama in Hell!" the masked man in black sneered, looking at them as if they were already dead.

Although this couple was only in their forties and not yet old, they were genuinely ordinary people with no combat ability whatsoever. This Enforcement Team member, however, was a powerful Cultivator at the Liquid Phase Middle Stage. In his eyes, they were truly like two ants that could be snuffed out with a casual gesture.

"We’ve never done anything wicked or cruel! I pray to the gods every single day, just hoping my abducted daughter can live a good life. Oh, Heavens, are you blind? Why must you let us die so miserably at the hands of such a villain?" Xia Shuyun cried out in immense grief and rage.

"Heh heh... You’re right, I am a villain. I kill without a second thought, especially people like you who have no way to resist. It’s my hobby," the masked man sneered. "Alright, it’s time for you to go. But I won’t let you die quickly. I’ll make you scream for hours so I can stay and admire my masterpiece. It will also be an eye-opener for you as to what the true art of killing is."

"Then tell me, what is this ’art of killing’? I’d love to demonstrate it on you!"

A chilling voice suddenly rang out from behind him.

It was none other than Zhang Bin and Yu Ruman, who had returned just in the nick of time. They were also shocked. How could the Black Bell Assassin Organization act so quickly? After all, they had only been delayed for a few minutes at the Ancient Base, just long enough to glance at the entrance to the forbidden area. They had rushed back immediately, even flying here. Not even half an hour had passed in total.

The efficiency and bloody methods of the Black Bell Assassin Organization were truly on full display!

The masked man’s expression changed drastically. He spun around, defensively facing Zhang Bin and Yu Ruman. Then he recognized Yu Ruman and exclaimed in disbelief, "Impossible, absolutely impossible! How could you possibly know your parents’ address?"

"What? Her parents? Could it be... could it be that she is our daughter, Yu Ruman, who has been missing for sixteen years?"

Shock and ecstasy washed over the couple’s faces. Their eyes, burning with intense emotion, were fixed upon Yu Ruman, unable to look away.

"Mom, Dad, I’m sorry... I’m so sorry! Your unfilial daughter has only found you today."

Yu Ruman’s tears were already streaming down her face like pearls from a broken string, pattering on the floor. She had dreamed of her parents countless times, imagining what they would look like. She imagined her father would be handsome and dashing, and her mother a peerless beauty. However, now that she truly saw them, they were nothing like she had imagined.

They looked so old, their hair streaked with white, as if they were already in the twilight of their lives. The wrinkles were etched so deeply into their faces... were they carved by the sabre of time, or were they brands left by the years of longing for their daughter?

Yet in this moment, she felt that these were her parents—more real, more moving, and a thousand times more beautiful than the parents she had ever imagined.

"Our daughter... our daughter has come back..."

The couple wept profusely, hastily scrambling off the bed to embrace Yu Ruman, and the three of them cried bitterly together.

After their daughter’s disappearance, they had searched for many years, traveling to countless places with no result. They missed their daughter day and night, worrying she was being bullied or controlled, perhaps with her legs broken and forced to beg on the streets. Thus, whenever they saw a beggar, they would give away all the money they had, even though they themselves were destitute and living a subhuman existence.

It could be said that their daughter’s disappearance had ruined their lives and destroyed what should have been a happy family.

Unexpectedly, tonight, their daughter had returned. Yes, by some strange bond of blood, they instantly knew this young woman was their daughter. Furthermore, Yu Ruman was the spitting image of a young Xia Shuyun, as if she were carved from the very same mold.

As they embraced and wept, the masked assassin became extremely furious. Are they ignoring me? I’m a formidable expert, you know! I’ve killed countless people!

"All of you, go to hell!" the masked man in black shouted madly, suddenly drawing a strange weapon from his waist.