The best ambiguous master

"Who are you?" The black-robed figure flashed, and in the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of Zhao Xiaohan, silently, and even before Zhao Xiaohan had time to reflect, the man had already arrived in front of him. There was also a rotten smell all over his body.

"I don't really like to repeat a question to others." Zhao Xiaohan frowned. He didn't like the smell of this guy very much. It was like the smell of a dead person. It made people feel sick. The moment Zhao Xiaohan finished speaking, the man in black waved his right hand, and with a flash of starlight, his right hand hit Zhao Xiaohan's neck. Fortunately, Zhao Xiaohan reacted quickly enough, just as the man in black waved his right hand The moment he came out, Zhao Xiaohan took a step back, frowned, and stretched out his right hand fiercely, resting on the right hand of the man in black.

"It seems that you still have a few tricks." The man in black sneered, his voice was suddenly hoarse and sharp, and people couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body. If it was at night, a woman would hear this guy The sound of his voice, and seeing his appearance in a black robe, he might be so frightened that his whole body would tremble and his heart would fail.

"You can call me Death." The man in black spoke hoarsely again, the hoarse voice made Zhao Xiaohan feel very uncomfortable, hearing the voice of the man in black, Zhao Xiaohan frowned even more: "Reaper?"

"Yes." The man in black nodded, with a sneer on his face: "Have you read any western myths? The god who can control everyone's life is called Death."

"I haven't seen it." Zhao Xiaohan shook his head, and took a step back again. He had no interest in this man called Death God. Through the light projected from outside, he could vaguely see this man called Death God. The man's face is covered with wrinkles, just like an aging monster. If people take a look, they will never want to see him again. If Zhao Xiaohan's psychological quality is not strong, I am afraid he can't help it now. Nausea up.

"Can you tell me, who are you?" The god of death didn't seem to be surprised by Zhao Xiaohan's reaction, but looked at Zhao Xiaohan with interest, and stretched out his right hand to fiddle with his chin while speaking. After a few strokes, one can vaguely see the long nails on his hand, like a steel knife, making people shudder.

"Of course." Zhao Xiaohan nodded lightly, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a puff to drive away the decaying smell in the room, and waited until he took a few puffs After smoking a cigarette, he said softly, "My surname is Wang, and my name is only father."

"Father?" The god of death seemed to be a little puzzled, why would someone choose such a name, Zhao Xiaohan just smiled slightly for the doubts of the god of death, and continued to say: "Of course, you can also pronounce it in reverse. Many people like to reverse the name." Come and say my name, it will be easier to say."

"Father?" Death God spoke again, but he didn't understand the meaning of it.

"Yes. Zhao Xiaohan nodded in relief, raised his head, and took advantage of the time before the other party could react, frivolously raised his eyebrows and said: "Why did you appear here? "

"I came to find someone who made me into the person I am today." Death raised his head, his voice was still hoarse and cold: "Maybe, I can't call him a person, until now, I still wonder if he is human."

Hearing Death's words, Zhao Xiaohan subconsciously said, "Old military doctor?"

"It seems that you really know him." The god of death sneered, and said in a cold voice: "Did you also get injected with that strange vaccine by him?"

"No." Zhao Xiaohan shook his head and said, "I didn't get any strange vaccines."

"That's right." After hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, the god of death nodded in agreement: "If you have been injected with that strange vaccine, how come your appearance hasn't changed at all?"

"What kind of vaccine are you talking about?" Zhao Xiaohan suddenly became curious. Could it be that the vaccine that Death said was the injection given to him by the old military doctor?Suddenly, Zhao Xiaohan remembered a sentence that Han Fei once said, that he is not the only one with superpowers in this world, that is to say, it is very possible that the man in black in black robe in front of him also has superpowers. A person with superpowers?

"A vaccine that made me what I am today." Death's words trembled unexpectedly, as if recalling an unbearable past. Then, he heard a sneer again. It sounded like he His mood seems to be very unstable: "You know what? A few years ago, I was just like you. I looked normal. I could walk in the sun, go shopping with my girlfriend, eat in restaurants, and go to Internet cafes. Playing games, drinking in bars, and singing in KTV, but now I don’t even dare to go out, and I have to find a place where no one can see when I eat, and I don’t want anyone to go out even at night. People know that even my only girlfriend left me after I became what I am now. All of this is thanks to the old military doctor back then. If it wasn’t for him, how could I become what I am today? This look? Do you believe it? I am only 30 years old now. At 30 years old, I look like I am 30 years old. Can you believe it?"

It can be heard that this man in black and robes has a lot of resentment towards the old military doctor, but what Zhao Xiaohan is more curious about is how he became what he is now.

"Can you tell me what happened?" Zhao Xiaohan said softly, trying not to annoy the man in black robes as much as possible. Zhao Xiaohan said in a cold voice: "Of course I can tell you, but after you hear it, you will no longer live in this world. Do you still want to know?"

"Think." Zhao Xiaohan said with a chuckle without the slightest hesitation: "There is a saying that curiosity killed the cat, but after so many years, my curiosity has never disappeared. Of course, since I dare to know your Secret, I have enough confidence to survive."

"You are very confident. I haven't seen a man as confident as you for many years." Death suddenly laughed, his face was wrinkled and swayed back and forth. With his laughter, his voice It also began to become more and more indifferent: "Oh, no, you are not a man yet, you can only be regarded as a child, child, self-confidence is a good thing, but excessive self-confidence is conceit."

"Don't call me a child." Zhao Xiaohan smiled slightly, and said softly, "Did you forget my name?"

"Father?" God of Death asked again in doubt, he still couldn't figure out why someone would call him such a strange name.

"Yes." Zhao Xiaohan nodded with a smile: "You have already called me father, how can I be a child?"

"Aren't you afraid of death?" The god of death looked coldly, and a killing intent suddenly burst out, but unfortunately, this murderous intent didn't seem to have any effect on Zhao Xiaohan. Today, he is no longer what he was more than a year ago. What's more, his super power has reached such a terrifying stage. In this world, there are very few people who can make him afraid.

"Scared." Zhao Xiaohan nodded slightly, with the corners of his mouth raised, a bright smile appeared on his face: "But I'm more curious, how did you become what you are today."

"Okay, don't regret it." The god of death sneered, and glanced at the young man in front of him, in his eyes, Zhao Xiaohan was undoubtedly a dead person at this time, anyone who only knew his secret, No one can live in this world.

"In my dictionary, the word regret has never been used. If you have time, you can teach me how to write the word regret." Zhao Xiaohan still smiled, and seemed to be a little more lazy , didn't take the threat of death in his heart at all, and the voice fell, and I saw Zhao Xiaohan lightly smoked the cigarette in his hand, found a chair in the room and pulled it to him. After sitting down, he raised his head and smiled. Looking at the god of death standing there, he said, "Okay, now you can tell your story, and after you finish telling it, you can make me disappear in this world."

"You are a lunatic!" Looking at Zhao Xiaohan's every move, and then at Zhao Xiaohan's calm and relaxed appearance, Death was silent for a long time, and finally spit out these few words from his mouth, which can be regarded as his only evaluation of Zhao Xiaohan It's a pity that Zhao Xiaohan doesn't seem to agree with these words. Zhao Xiaohan shook his head and smiled, and said softly: "Maybe, in my eyes, you are a lunatic? Hurry up, I am right." Your story is more curious, if your story can arouse my interest, I can consider writing a book for you to tell the trajectory of your life."

"Hehe, if you can get out of here alive, I don't mind if you write a book for me." The god of death sneered, waved his long sleeves, and stared straight at Zhao Xiaohan, as if he wanted to He could see through Zhao Xiaohan all at once, but unfortunately, no matter how he observed the young man in front of him, he couldn't see through him. Apart from the lazy cynicism exuding from him, there was only that. A little playful, yes, playful, he seemed to be playing a joke on himself.

"There are many people who can kill me, but I don't think it will be you." Zhao Xiaohan raised his eyebrows, threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, and said with a smile: "Can you start your story? Don't challenge your father again." The king's curiosity is gone, and the father is already a little impatient."