When Fang Zheng returned to Oriental Street again, he had completely returned to his normal attire.

Walking on the street, Fang Zheng was still thinking about the girl.

When Bonn saw the girl wearing the white mask before, he blurted out "Yin"... Fang Zheng had some impression of this name. After all, in the Oriental Street, the name Yin was already a legend. It was rumored that "Yin" was an immortal assassin who had been active in the darkness of the Oriental Street for a hundred years. Originally, Fang Zheng was somewhat interested in this assassin, but after meeting her this time, Fang Zheng understood what was going on.

It is estimated that this "Yin" is not really an immortal assassin, but simply a kind of immortality passed down from generation to generation. Fang Zheng does not think that the girl is an immortal monster. The reason is very simple. Her fighting style is still too immature. Of course, in the eyes of ordinary people, this is already considered a master, but in Fang Zheng's eyes, it is just quite ordinary. If an assassin who has lived for a hundred years is only at this level, Fang Zheng thinks she is probably dead.

As for why no one noticed, the reasons are very simple. One is that she was wearing a mask, and the other is that the other party obviously possessed some secret technique that could change her body shape, so she was able to hide for so long without being exposed.

But it has nothing to do with me.

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng shrugged his shoulders, threw the girl behind his mind, and then walked into an apartment not far away. He rented a room here, which was also his temporary residence. This was also a high-end apartment, generally only businessmen or rich people would rent it. This was also Fang Zheng's current hidden identity to the outside world. He disguised himself as a traveling businessman who came to Oriental Street to do business, and if he lived in a high-end apartment, the possibility of being suspected would be reduced.

After all, in the eyes of ordinary people, so-called killers and assassins all live in sewers or dark alleys. How could they live so blatantly in high-end apartments?

This is what it means to be a great hermit in the city.

"Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom!!"

However, just as Fang Zheng was leisurely walking up the stairs to go home and rest, he suddenly heard a rough knock on the door not far away.

"Hey, Harold, I know you're there! Open the door!"

Hearing the sound, Fang Zheng frowned, then looked next door, and saw several burly men standing in front of his neighbor's door, knocking hard and roaring in a rough voice.

"If you don't open the door, I'm going to smash it down. Do you think you can escape? Hey!!"

Looking at those men, Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes and walked over.

"What are you doing?"

"Who are you?"

When they saw Fang Zheng appear, the men immediately turned around and stared at him.

"I'm the resident next door. What are you guys making noise about here so late at night?"

"This has nothing to do with you! Get out of here! This family owes me money, and I'm here to collect it!"

"But now it seems that there is no one in this room."

Fang Zheng stopped the man from further smashing the door.

"You've disturbed the other residents here. If you don't leave, I'm going to call the police."

“You…”

Seeing Fang Zheng trying to stop him, the leading man clenched his fists. However, when he noticed Fang Zheng's gaze, he shuddered and dropped his hands. A strange sense of fear arose spontaneously, as if he was standing in front of a bottomless abyss, looking at the bottomless darkness below. If he took a wrong step, he would fall directly down.

"…Tsk, let's go."

Finally, the man put down his hand, turned around and greeted his accomplice, then he stared at the door fiercely again and threatened.

"Don't think you can get away with being a coward! If you don't pay me back, you'll be in trouble!!!"

After saying this, the man turned around and left with the others. Fang Zheng stood at the door, staring at their backs until they disappeared, then turned around and knocked on the door.

"Mr. Harold?"

“…”

After a while, the locked door opened, and a little head poked out timidly. It was a little girl, about seven or eight years old, wearing a white dress, with purple hair, and a chubby face that looked very cute. When the little girl saw Fang Zheng, she immediately smiled.

"Ah, hello, big brother."

"Hello, Ling, are you okay?"

Looking at the girl in front of him, Fang Zheng smiled slightly, then he looked around the room in confusion.

"Where's Mr. Harold?"

"Dad and Mom went out to work and haven't come back yet..."

"Not back yet?"

Hearing this, Fang Zheng frowned. He was somewhat familiar with this neighbor. Harold and his wife Sophia were merchants from Crossbell. They came to the Empire with their daughter to do business. Fang Zheng had also met this family before. They were very nice people, and their daughter Ling was also a very cute child.

But now it seems that the situation is not very good.

"Did you have dinner?"

Fang Zheng looked at the little girl and asked, and the latter shook her head.

"not yet."

"Then why don't you come to my house and I'll make you something delicious?"

"real?"

Hearing this, Ling's eyes suddenly lit up and she nodded vigorously.

"Good! Big brother's cooking is the best, even better than mom's!"

"Haha, wait a minute."

Fang Zheng smiled and touched Ling's little head, then took out a note from his arms, wrote a note and put it on Ling's desk, then took her to his room and started to prepare dinner. He was not worried that Harold and his wife would be anxious, after all, it was not the first time that Fang Zheng invited Ling to his home. Harold and his wife had to run a business and were busy all day long, and had no time to take care of the child, so they asked Fang Zheng to help take care of the child when he had time - this was also because Fang Zheng's identity and the temperament he showed made people feel at ease, otherwise if he was a lewd otaku, the couple would not agree to leave such a well-behaved daughter to be taken care of by someone else.

Fang Zheng was already very familiar with cooking for children, and Ling enjoyed the meal very much. After the meal, Fang Zheng told her some interesting stories. At this moment, there was a knock on the door. Fang Zheng walked to the door and opened it, then saw a man with purple hair and a woman with red hair standing at the door.

“Dad, Mom!!!”

Seeing the two figures, Ling hurriedly ran over shouting happily and threw herself into her mother's arms.

"Mom, listen to me. Just now a group of fierce people came outside and smashed our door. Fortunately, my big brother drove them away..."

"Thank you, Mr. Fang Zheng."

Hearing Ling's words, the couple hurriedly thanked Fang Zheng, who shook his head.

"Nothing, neighbors, we should help each other when there are difficulties, but Mr. Harold..."

Having said that, Fang Zheng frowned slightly and stared at him.

"Are you... in some trouble?"

Fang Zheng knew very well that those who were collecting debts were not ordinary hooligans, which meant that Harold might not just be borrowing money normally, but more likely he was being harassed by loan sharks. If that was the case, it would be troublesome. Of course, for Fang Zheng, this level of trouble was not even as serious as a small stone on the roadside.

But for Harold, it might be more difficult to deal with than the boulder standing in his way.

"actually……"

Hearing Fang Zheng's question, Harold wanted to say something. He opened his mouth, but in the end said nothing.

"No, it's nothing, just a little trouble, we can handle it."

"Really..."

Since the other party didn't want to talk, Fang Zheng couldn't ask any more questions and could only nod. Harold's wife, Ms. Sophia, also nodded to Fang Zheng.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Fang Zheng. We are sorry to bother you."

As they talked, the couple prepared to leave with Ling, and Ling waved at Fang Zheng with a smile. However, at this moment, looking at Ling's cute little face with a bit of baby fat, Fang Zheng suddenly had a very bad premonition.

"Please wait a moment."

He took a step forward and called out to the three people, then Fang Zheng returned to the room, avoiding the gazes of the three people, and took out a black rabbit puppet from the space. Then he squinted his eyes and pointed his finger at the puppet. Soon, a magical light emerged from it, drawing a strange magic circle on the black rabbit puppet, and then gradually disappeared without a trace.

It was not until this time that Fang Zheng came to the door again and handed the black rabbit doll to Ling.

"This is a prize I won when I played a game before, but it's of no use to me, so I'll give it to you, Ling."

"Wow, Bunny!!"

Looking at the black rabbit doll handed to her, a smile immediately appeared on Ling's face. She hugged the doll handed to her by Fang Zheng tightly and showed him a lovely smile.

"Thank you, big brother!"

"You are welcome."

Looking at Ling's cute expression, Fang Zheng reached out and touched her little head.

"You have to take good care of it. It will protect you."

"Yes, I will!"

"Good night, then."

"Good night, big brother!"

Holding the bunny doll tightly, Ling waved to Fang Zheng, and then followed her parents into the room. Fang Zheng stood at the door, staring at the closed door opposite, and after a moment, he shook his head and walked back to his room.

In the dark room, there was silence.

“——!!!”

The girl suddenly opened her eyes, jumped up, looked around in horror, and then sat down softly on the ground.

"No... I can't sleep at all..."

Lisha muttered to herself while holding her head and sitting on the bed.

Lisha is not an ordinary girl. In fact, she is the descendant of the legendary assassin, Silver. Not long ago, with the death of Lisha's father due to a serious illness, Lisha inherited the name "Silver" and became an assassin.

Although she was not particularly skilled yet, the hard training she had received since childhood enabled Lisha to quickly become competent for the job.

Until today.

She failed.

The other party is... Black.

Lisha naturally got information about that man from the intelligence network, Hei, a killer who had recently appeared in Oriental Street and became famous. He was powerful and quite mysterious. However, Lisha did not expect that she would confront him during this mission.

At first, I just wanted to test how powerful this killer code-named "Black" was, but the ending was unexpected.

The opponent completely shattered Lisha's pride with just one sword. That sword was so ordinary, but it was impossible to dodge. When Lisha closed her eyes, she couldn't help but think of that cold sword light that was like a tidal wave and could not be stopped at all.

But for Lisha, there is a more fatal problem.

"He saw me..."

Lisha hugged her knees with her hands and clenched her teeth. Gin's identity was a secret within a secret, but now, it was known to others... What should she do?

Lisha had no idea about this.