"Do you know who I am?" A proud look appeared on Zhang Bin's face. "I am Divine Doctor Zhang Bin. If there is one person in the world who can remove the bomb from your head, it's me."
"So what if you're Divine Doctor Zhang Bin? Does the bomb care who you are?" Yu Ruman said, annoyed.
"Hehe... It's not up to you. You don't have the ability to refuse." Zhang Bin let out a sinister laugh as he pointed a finger at Yu Ruman.
Yu Ruman found that she couldn't move at all, not even a single finger.
Meanwhile, Zhang Bin picked up a scalpel and swiftly shaved her head completely bald, making her look like a nun.
Bastard, this absolute bastard... Does he really want to get my parents killed?
Despair was written all over Yu Ruman's face, her eyes filled with sorrow. She had just learned her parents' names and address, but now, they were about to suffer because of her—about to be killed by the Assassin Organization. This youth was a heartless bastard, utterly indifferent to life and death.
