As the mastermind behind the scenes, he created the Lizardman!

"I'm the director of the 99th Bureau."

Zheng Guotao's steady voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Director?"

011 licked his lips excitedly.

"It's also a rare delicacy."

"Should I feel honored by this?"

"That's not necessary. Compared to Captain Daxia, you're not as good as me. Tell him that after solving this target, he will be my next target."

"Don't worry, I will definitely tell him to welcome you."

"Thank you very much. Okay, next is my meal time. I know there are your people around. I don't like people watching me when I eat. Otherwise, I don't mind having a few appetizers before enjoying the big meal. Do you understand?"

"As you wish."

Putting down the intercom in his hand, 011 looked at the small house not far away, with a faint light radiating from his eyes. His throat rolled unconsciously, and then slowly merged into the shadows.

…

In the dim light in the hut, an old man sat on a recliner, with wrinkled eyelids, as if he was asleep, or as if he was reminiscing about the past.

Under the light, his shadow was very long.

Suddenly, a figure emerged from his shadow, and a hand stretched out to hold his forehead. At the same time, a cold dagger was pressed against his throat.

The old man opened his cloudy eyes, with a flash of surprise and excitement, and his lips trembled:

"Awei, is that you? You're back!"

"Yes, I'm back, and I'm back to take care of you in your old age."

As soon as the words fell, the knife cut his throat and blood gushed out.

How wonderful!

Holding the old man's head, 011 closed his eyes and enjoyed this wonderful moment.

After a while, he opened his eyes and helped the old man's body, who had lost his movement, to lie down on the recliner.

A flash of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

"That's it? Didn't we agree to be extraordinary? It's not difficult at all!"

Shaking his head in disappointment, 001 shook off the blood on the dagger, put it back into his sleeve, and turned to walk towards the door.

"I thought it was a supreme delicacy, but I didn't expect it to be worse than home-cooked food. Forget it, let's go and have fun with Captain Daxia. He will definitely give me a wonderful experience."

"Kid, you just got home, are you leaving again?"

However, just as he walked to the door and was about to open it, an old voice sounded behind him, with a hint of sadness in it.

011 let go of the door handle, his expression paused, and then the corners of his mouth rose rapidly, and he excitedly stretched out his tongue to lick his lips.

"I knew it was not that simple, that's right, this is a supreme delicacy!"

Turning around and looking at the old man.

At this moment, the old man was standing next to the recliner with a cane, hunched over, staring at 011 with a pair of cloudy eyes, which were filled with sadness and reluctance, and a trace of tears.

He walked towards 011 with a cane.

"I know you are busy with work, but you just got home, can't you stay for a meal?"

"Of course, you are the most delicious food for me."

A black shadow mixed with a silver-white knife flashed, and 011 appeared behind the old man, speaking slowly with his back to the old man.

The old man stood there, motionless as if he was cast into a fixed spell.

A few seconds later, a blood line appeared on his neck.

Under the dim light, the shadow on the wall, a head fell from the body, rolled on the ground for several rounds, and a large amount of blood gushed out from the aorta like a fountain.

011 turned around and let the blood spray on his face, hair, and body. He closed his eyes and opened his arms, quietly enjoying the most wonderful moment in the world.

After a while, 011 opened his eyes, and the old man's body disappeared, the head that rolled on the ground also disappeared, and even the blood sprayed on the ceiling, floor, wall, furniture, and even on his body disappeared, as if everything before was just his illusion.

011 was not disappointed or surprised, nor was he afraid. On the contrary, he became more and more excited.

It was really an unprecedented supreme delicacy!

Turning around, the old man appeared next to the recliner again, standing there hunched over with a cane.

He walked towards 011 again:

"Ah Wei, stay for a meal. You haven't had a meal at home for a long time."

"I'm already eating, right? And it's delicious. I've never eaten such delicious food."

011 licked his tongue excitedly.

The next second, a black shadow mixed with a silver-white knife flashed by, and 011 appeared behind the old man again.

The same scene was played out again.

However, in the same way, not long after,The old man appeared next to the recliner again, standing there hunched over with a cane.

Once.

Twice.

Three times.

…

Almost the same scene was repeated at least a dozen times.

011 tried various ways to kill the old man, cutting his throat, cutting his head, stabbing his heart, suffocating, burning, dismembering, bleeding, and he was able to kill him every time.

But every time he died, in less than a minute, the old man would appear next to the recliner intact, leaning on his cane, hunched over and looking at him sadly.

011 wondered if the old man's ability to resurrect over and over again might be related to the recliner.

So after killing the old man again, 011 tried to burn the recliner.

As a result, as the old man resurrected again, the flames disappeared, and the recliner appeared there again, intact.

Not only the recliner, but everything in the room, no matter how damaged, will be restored to its original state the moment the old man is resurrected.

011 also thought that there might be something strange about the room, so he dragged the old man and prepared to pull him out of the room to enjoy.

But he couldn't get out.

The door couldn't be opened, and the window didn't know when it was closed. It couldn't be opened, and it couldn't be destroyed by violence, at least 011's violence couldn't destroy it.

011 was annoyed.

He enjoyed the beauty of the moment when his life ended.

But this thing that couldn't be killed made him feel extremely boring, even angry, and completely unable to enjoy it.

He was obsessed with death and hated this kind of unkillable creature.

So he gave up.

He planned to leave.

But he still couldn't get out.

Obviously, he was trapped here.

"Okay, I give up. Where can I get food? I'm a little hungry."

"Ah Wei is hungry. Jin Hua, Jin Hua, where are you, old lady? Your son is hungry... This old lady is gone. Ah Wei, wait a minute. Dad will cook."

The old man walked towards the kitchen with a cane, one hand hanging down his hunched back, coughing.

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