Monster Editor: I can create evil gods

Five minutes ago.

Sea Central Hospital, Ward 303.

Zhang Bin sat on the chair on the side of the window, looked at Zhang Guoming, who was already asleep, and sighed softly.

Zhang Guoming had several nightmares in a row, Zhang Bin didn't sleep all night, he could only soothe his father to sleep, and his heart that had been hanging could really be put down.

"Dad, what's wrong..." Zhang Bin opened the glass door of the balcony, walked outside, closed the door, leaned against the railing of the balcony, and lit a cigarette.

Today, Zhang Guoming's mental state is very wrong, either he is always muttering when eating, or he has been looking at the ceiling in a daze, and he is always absent-minded when chatting with him.

Today is the same as always... The doctor also said that Daddy's condition was not a big deal, as long as he rested for two more days, he could be discharged from the hospital... But why... Just as Zhang Bin was thinking, he heard a coughing sound in the room.

Zhang Bin, who was cut off from his thoughts, quickly opened the balcony door and walked quickly to Zhang Guoming's side.

Zhang Guoming coughed twice, sat up with his back against the head of the bed, covered in cold sweat, "Bring me some water..."

Zhang Bin poured a glass of water for Zhang Guoming and asked with concern:

"Dad, have a nightmare again?"

Zhang Guoming swallowed the water and nodded.

He put the water cup on the bedside table and looked at Zhang Bin, his eyes were no longer cloudy, and he looked very energetic in the dark.

"Dad..."

Zhang Bin seemed to realize something, and suddenly felt his heart tighten.

"Ah Bin, sit down." Zhang Guoming coughed twice, "I'll tell you something."

"Good."

Zhang Bin pulled a chair over, sat down obediently, and looked at Zhang Guoming suspiciously.

"Are there two guests in the morning?" Zhang Guoming asked.

"Yes, they came to you, but you were resting, so I received them myself."

Zhang Bin replied honestly.

"They came to ask about that?"

"Yes."

Zhang Guoming was silent for a while, and was about to say something, suddenly covered his head and screamed, the sudden change scared Zhang Bin, Zhang Bin quickly stood up, supported Zhang Guoming, and asked anxiously:

"Dad, what's wrong with you!"

"It's okay... It's okay..." Zhang Guoming pressed one hand on the edge of the bed and the other on Zhang Bin's shoulder, struggling to calm himself down.

"I'll call the doctor..." Seeing

this, Zhang Bin looked anxious and was about to get up.

"No... No! Zhang Guoming felt that his head wanted to be pricked like needles, and instead grabbed Zhang Bin's arm tightly with both hands, his lips twitching:

"La... Rai... Yay..."

"In... Eternal... House....Di Lai... Yay, long sleep... Kesu.....Luhou... In

the next few seconds, Zhang Guoming's eyes became dark and his body stopped struggling violently, but his hands firmly held Zhang Bin like iron inlays, repeating this sentence repeatedly.

This frightened Zhang Bin, and he was about to open his mouth to call the doctor, when suddenly a shadow surged through the crack of the door, and then formed a strong figure wearing a black cloak and a cloak to cover his appearance.

The douli man glanced at Zhang Guoming, who was babbling, his brows wrinkled slightly, and he said in a low voice: "Zhang Guoming, Zhang

Bin father and son?"

Zhang Bin looked at this mysterious person who suddenly came in stunned, his brain was almost overwhelmed, but he subconsciously snorted.

"That's good."

The douli man put away the notepad in his hand, took out a dagger, and approached Zhang Bin's father and son step by step.

Although there was no light in the house, Zhang Bin could still vaguely see the shimmering dagger through the moonlight shining in outside the window.

"You... Who are you!

Zhang Bin's face changed drastically, and his mushy thoughts finally worked, stopping Zhang Guoming behind him, and picked up the fruit knife on the bedside table.

"You... Don't come here..." Zhang

Bin's hand holding the fruit knife was also shaking, seeing that the douli man was not moved, he got closer and closer to him, and finally plucked up the courage and shouted with all his strength:

"Come on!" Someone wants to kill! The

doukata man stopped at a position three meters away from him, and under the cloak seemed to show a mocking expression, and said disdainfully:

"This area has been isolated, even if you shout and break your throat, no one will come to save you."

After speaking, the dagger in his hand turned around and approached again.

"No... No..." Zhang

Bin was so shocked that his feet were shaking, he couldn't understand that he and his father didn't make trouble on weekdays, they were completely good people, but why would someone come to kill him.

He couldn't figure it out, and almost roared:

"Why! Why kill us! The

doukasa man continued to walk forward, "Someone bought your life, I'll just take the money to do things." "

No..."

Zhang Bin's eyes were already red, and when he was only a meter away from the douli man, he rushed out brazenly, holding the fruit knife in both hands and stabbing forward.

The doukasa man showed a contemptuous smile, "Don't measure yourself." The

next moment, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, lightning shot, and at the moment when Zhang Bin's fruit knife had not touched the corner of his clothes, the dagger in his hand was almost close to the opponent's neck.

Bang!

Gunshots rang out!

The douli man's pupils shrank sharply, he had already shot, and it was too late to stop it, he could only barely turn sideways, and the bullet hit his shoulder with a bang, and suddenly blood splashed, and then a touch of lime spread.

The man flew out upside down and hit the wall on the other side of the ward door.

A light door gradually shrank on the balcony, and Su Ziyu, who was dressed in shirt and jeans, walked out of it.

He pulled open the door of the balcony, rotated a revolver in his right hand, and slowly walked into the house under Zhang Bin's terrified and shocked gaze.

After Su Ziyu quickly scanned the circle, he looked at Zhang Bin and said

, "Take your father and hide behind the balcony, and this place will be handed over to me."

Zhang Bin nodded quickly, did not ask anything, did not ask what all this was about

, he did not drag the mud and water, carried Zhang Guoming and hid outside the balcony, and closed the door by the way.

Su Ziyu nodded in satisfaction, Zhang Bin's reaction was good, at least there was no mother-in-law asking for a long time.

Immediately afterwards, he turned to look at the douli man who had risen from the ground again, and sneered:

"You are also a black tailor?"

Also?

The douli man was stunned, and his eyes narrowed dangerously:

"Now that you know, do you want to go against the black tailor?"

It stands to reason that no one wants to go against a top assassination organization, after all, people who engage in assassinations, even if you are strong, you can't prevent assassinations all the time, right?

This is where the assassination is most terrifying.

"More than you, not more." Su Ziyu shrugged, "Anyway, I've already sent one away." Hearing

these words, the douli man almost subconsciously tensed his body, like a beast ready to attack.

"That guy's abilities are pretty tricky." Seeing that the other party still didn't believe it, Su Ziyu pinched his chin and pretended to recall, "He can shift shapes, I don't know what your ability is?" The

douli man's face had completely darkened, since the other party was able to say the ability of Old Twelve, and now he appeared here to fight against him.

It is not difficult for the douli man to guess the identity of the other party, it is the young man named Su Yu on the assassination list, and the old twelve has already been killed by him!