Monster Edit: I Can Create Cthulhu

5 minutes ago.

Sea Central Hospital, Ward 303.

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

Zhang Guoming had several nightmares in a row, and Zhang Bin didn't sleep all night, so he could only comfort his father to sleep, so that he could really let go of his hanging heart.

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

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

Today is the same as usual... The doctor also said that Dad's condition is fine, and he can be discharged from the hospital as long as he rests for two more days... But why... Just as Zhang Bin was thinking, he heard a burst of noise coming from the room. Cough.

Zhang Bin, whose thoughts were cut off, quickly opened the balcony door and walked quickly to Zhang Guoming.

"Cough cough..." Zhang Guoming coughed twice, sat up with his back against the head of the bed, sweating all over his head, "Bring me some water..."

"Yes."

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

"Dad, are you having nightmares again?"

Zhang Guoming gulped down the water and nodded.

He put the water glass on the bedside table and looked at Zhang Bin. His eyes were no longer cloudy, and he looked extremely 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 have something to tell you."

"it is 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 when he covered his head and screamed. The sudden change frightened 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 held down the edge of the bed with one hand and Zhang Bin's shoulder with the other, trying to calm himself down.

"I'm going to call the doctor..."

Seeing this, Zhang Bin got up anxiously.

"No...no need!" Zhang Guoming felt the pain in his head as if being pricked by a needle, so he tightly grasped Zhang Bin's arm with both hands, and moved his lips:

"La... lai... yeah..."

"In the...eternal... house... Di Lalai...yeah, Kesu... who sleeps forever...Luhou...you fall into a dream..."

In the next few seconds, Zhang Guoming's eyes became dark, and his body stopped struggling violently. He just held Zhang Bin firmly with his hands like iron inserts, and kept repeating this sentence.

This frightened Zhang Bin. He was about to call for a doctor, when suddenly a shadow rushed over from the crack of the door, and then formed a strong figure in a black cloak and a bamboo hat to cover his face.

The man in the bamboo hat glanced at Zhang Guoming who was talking nonsense, frowned slightly, and said in a low voice:

"Zhang Guoming, Zhang Bin and his son?"

Zhang Bin stared blankly at the mysterious man who came in suddenly, his brain was almost overwhelmed, so he hummed subconsciously.

"That's good."

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

Although the lights in the house were not turned on, Zhang Bin could still vaguely see the dagger gleaming with cold light through the moonlight shining in from the window.

"You... who are you!"

Zhang Bin's complexion changed drastically, and his muddled thoughts finally started to work. He stopped 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 trembling. Seeing that the man in the hat was unmoved and getting closer and closer to him, he finally mustered up his courage and shouted with all his strength:
"Come on! Someone is going to kill someone!"

The man in the bamboo hat stopped three meters away from him, with a sarcastic expression under his hat, and said with disdain:

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

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

"no no……"

Zhang Bin was so horrified that his feet were trembling. He couldn't figure out why someone wanted to kill him. He and his father didn't make trouble in normal times. They were completely good citizens.

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

"Why! Why did you kill us!"

The man in the hat continued to walk forward, "Someone bought your life, I'll just do things with the money."

"Do not……"

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

The man in the hat showed a contemptuous smile, "I'm overthinking myself."

The next moment, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he shot like lightning. Before Zhang Bin's fruit knife touched the corner of his clothes, the dagger in his hand was already close to the opponent's neck.

boom!
Gunshots sounded!

The pupils of the man in the bamboo hat shrank sharply. He had already shot, and it was too late to stop. He could only forcefully turn sideways. The bullet hit his shoulder with a whistling sound, blood spattered immediately, and then a lime-gray spread spread out.

The man in the bamboo hat flew upside down and hit the wall on the side of the door of the ward.

A light door on the balcony gradually shrank, and Su Ziyu in a shirt and jeans came out from it.

He opened the balcony door, twirling a revolver in his right hand, and walked slowly into the house under Zhang Bin's horrified and shocked eyes.

Su Ziyu glanced around quickly, then looked at Zhang Bin and said:

"Take your father and hide behind the balcony, and leave this place to me."

Zhang Bin nodded quickly, didn't ask anything, and didn't ask what was going on.

He didn't hesitate at all, and hid outside the balcony with Zhang Guoming on his shoulders, and closed the door by the way.

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

Immediately afterwards, he turned to look at the man in the hat who had stood up from the ground again, and said with a sneer:
"Are you also a black tailor?"

and also?
The man in the hat was taken aback, his eyes narrowed dangerously:
"Now that you know, do you want to fight against the black tailor?"

It stands to reason that no one wants to fight against a top-level assassination organization. After all, they are engaged in assassinations. Even if you are strong, you can't prevent assassinations all the time, right?
This is where the assassination is most terrifying.

"Not one more than you." Su Ziyu shrugged, "Anyway, one has already been sent away."

Hearing these words, the man in the bamboo hat tensed his body almost subconsciously, like a beast ready to go.

"That guy's ability is quite tricky." Seeing that the other party still didn't quite believe it, Su Ziyu squeezed his chin and pretended to recall, "He can shift shape and change positions. I don't know what your ability is?"

The face of the man in the bamboo hat has completely darkened, since the other party can tell the ability of the old twelve, and now he appears here to oppose him.

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