530: C530 The Child Wants to Raise but the Child Doesn't Want to Kiss(1)

C530 The Child Wants to Raise but the Child Doesn't Want to Kiss(1)

By now, Faang Xuan had already known his background and origin.

The so-called rebirth was just an experiment for witch and Milla.

He was a clone, a cell extracted from the blood of the Ancestral Dragon. In the words of the Ancestral Dragon, he was a father and mother, a product of science and technology.

Not to mention Faang Zhennan and his wife, even if it was the Ancestral Dragon, it wouldn't have much to do with them.

However, ever since he was reborn, he had occupied the body of Faang Zhennan and his son. As long as their sons were alive, it would be very subtle. He had already integrated with this identity. He had even gradually abandoned his previous identity as the King of Assassins. After what he had experienced as Wang Xuan, he had truly regarded Faang Zhennan and his wife as his parents.

It was a desire.

A desire for family.

Perhaps it was because as an assassin, he had wandered the dark world and had never experienced the care and concern of his loved ones and parents. Thus, although he later found out that his reincarnation was a man-made arrangement.

However, in the depths of his heart, Faang Xuan had actually accepted it.

Even if he had too much resentment towards witch, he accepted the fact that she had forcefully parasitized him on Faang Xuan, and even thanked her in his heart.

No matter how bad witch's intentions were, or any other reasons that he did not know, Faang Xuan did not blame her for this matter alone.

Having a normal identity and living like a normal person had always been the goal he pursued. However, his previous identity had been deeply embedded in it, and he could not choose at all.

Therefore, at this moment, when he saw Faang Zhennan and his wife, whose faces were pale and dispirited, Faang Xuan's heart felt pain.

"Xuan'er, you... came?"

Faang Zhennan's voice was very weak. Not only was there bloodstains on his face, but there were also traces of his clothes being ruined. His breathing had become weak.

Needless to say, even though the hostages in the hands of the ferocious beasts were clearly useful, they still suffered a lot.

On the other side, although Faang Xuan did not have much contact with the virtuous mother, he had always respected her.

He would never forget that day.

When he woke up as Faang Xuan, the first person he saw when he opened his eyes was his mother's face.

It was a very gentle woman. When she saw her son wake up, even though she knew that her son was a prodigal son, she was still so excited. She was so happy. From her mother's selfless, purest love, there was no other reason. It was all because he was his son, even though his son's soul had long since disappeared.

Since he had accepted the care that should not have belonged to him, then he had the responsibility and obligation to play the role that his son should play.

Faang Xuan had always felt guilty and muddle-headed about this. It could be said that even though Faang Xuan was a prodigal in the past, he would not bring any danger to Faang Zhennan and his wife. What about himself?

Ever since he became their son, what had he brought them?

Even if there was a day of peace?

"Mother, what's wrong?"

Looking at his mother lying on the chair with her eyes tightly closed, breathing weakly, and her pale face, Faang Xuan's heart began to ache like it was being torn apart.

"Nothing, we're all fine. Xuan Er, you... you should leave..."

Although he said that he was fine, the expression on his face had already weakened to the extreme. Faang Xuan only took a glance and could not bear to take a second look.

" Hehe, what a heartwarming scene. By the way, I heard that there is an old saying in Huaxia, 'filial piety is the priority, right?' Then my dear mister, your parents are in our hands now. What are you going to do?"

A presumptuous teasing sound came from beside him. It was a black man wearing tight leather clothes and with an aquiline nose.

He held a Swiss knife in his hand. The sharp edge of the knife occasionally slashed at Faang Zhennan's face.1

Next to the black man, including the two men who had escaped earlier, there were a total of five people. All of them had guns in their hands, but the guns were no longer aimed at Faang Xuan. Instead, they were all aimed at Faang Zhennan and his wife.

"Sure."

Facing the six men opposite him, Faang Xuan spread out his hands. The tightly held Bayonet fell to the ground with a bang. Faang Xuan's face trembled as he said, "Let go of my parents. I will agree to any request."

"Faang Xuan!"

Before the six beasts could speak, Faang Zhennan suddenly shouted. He seemed to have used all of his strength. His originally weak face started to pant after shouting those words. "You go. Don't worry about us."

"Dad!"

The six beasts stopped talking. "Shut up. Do you still think I am your father?"

Faang Zhennan roared. That clear face of his revealed uncontrollable anger. "Get lost. Get lost. Do you hear me?"

Faang Xuan smiled happily, as if he did not hear Faang Zhennan's angry rebuke. "Dad, don't you believe in your son? Trust me. Soon, you will all be fine."

"Xuan Er, you - you go. Your mom and I are both old. Dad is very happy to see you grow up. Let's go. There's no need to take revenge for us. Dad - don't blame you -"

As soon as the words "don't blame you" came out of his mouth, Faang Zhennan gritted his teeth. Veins popped out on his forehead. His head suddenly leaned to the side, and his neck brushed past the tip of the blade that was swaying in front of him.

Faang Zhennan was a martial artist. From Faang Xuan's perspective, it was equivalent to inner strength. At this moment, although he didn't know what kind of torture he had suffered from a ferocious beast, he was determined to die. The power that erupted before his death couldn't be underestimated.

Although the black man in front of him was skilled and quickly pulled his hand when he felt that his neck was close to the tip of the blade, he was still a step too slow.

With a puchi sound, blood splashed out from Faang Zhennan's neck. His entire body also fell heavily onto the ground as the blood flowed out.

"Dad!"

"FUCK! Damn it, old thing!" The black man never expected Faang Zhennan to be so determined to die. He spat on Faang Zhennan's body, and then his eyes flashed with a fierce light. He raised his knife and wanted to make another cut.

However, before he could raise his hand, the sound of machine guns firing could be heard in the air.

The moment Faang Zhennan's throat was bleeding, Faang Xuan's eyes almost popped out. He could no longer hold it in. He ignored the five guns aimed at his mother and strode forward, vowing to tear the beasts into pieces.

Perhaps because he was frightened by Faang Xuan's shocking expression, those few sniper guns aimed at his mother's fierce beast team members. The moment he saw Faang Xuan attack, even his mother could not care less about killing him. She directly turned the muzzle of the gun and shot a shuttle of bullets at Faang Xuan.

Dadada...

Gunshots filled the entire room. Faang Xuan's body went from left to right and stabbed forward in the dense rain of bullets. A few hawks flipped over and fell into the midst of a few members of the Ferocious Beast team.

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