There was a suffocating tension in the filthy warehouse, and the young man who had collapsed on the cold concrete floor struggled in panic to retreat, but in vain.

"Don't go."

The face was a fat monster stitched together by several human faces, stretched out a large spherical hand with twenty fingers, pressed the young man's shoulder, brought the disgusting face in front of the young man, opened the bloody mouth on the left cheek, and an unusually fishy breath floated out:

"Hey, hey, I really envy you people, such smooth skin, such a healthy body......"

"Mmmm......mmmm

The young man in the black sweatshirt had wide eyes, his dark blue pupils were bloodshot, and he wanted to say something, but with a rag stuffed in his mouth, he couldn't even pronounce a complete syllable!

"I've been injected with muscle relaxants, why are I still so strong?" The fat monster reached out and grabbed the bare skull, and then let out a hearty laugh again: "Hehe, before you die, I want to tell you a story, and you have to listen to it if you don't listen, because I haven't spoken to anyone for more than forty years, and it's really lonely......"

As he spoke, he took out a blood-stained rib from his pocket, picked his teeth with it, and threw it in front of the young man, with a grotesque smile on his deformed face, and regardless of whether the other party wanted to hear it or not, he smirked and began to tell his story to the young man:

"Boy, you've probably heard that the CIA (Central Intelligence Agency) of the Yankees once conducted illegal human experiments on people in the country, called the MKULTRA Project...... Hey, those guys are giving LSD, a hallucinogenic drug, to a large number of residents. Study their reactions. Later, after being exposed, it was condemned, and the project ended. ”

The monster pulls a scarlet eyeball out of its pocket. He threw it into his big mouth on his forehead and chewed it like chewing gum. With the other mouth on the left cheek, continue to tell the story to the young man with a distorted face.

If you just listen to the voice, it is like a peaceful old man, telling his old glory experience to the younger generation:

"The project is over, hehe, don't be funny, their research is not over at all, it has just entered the secret stage. Wasn't it the Cold War at that time? You know the arms race, right? The Soviets had similar studies, in order to gain an advantage. Our country's intelligence service, while the Soviets were still messing with boring superpower troops, had already begun to work on the next step of research......"

The monster's words sound incoherent, but in fact they are very organized, and under his statement, a sad story seems to slowly unfold before the eyes of the young man:

“1959…… No, in 1961, I was a young man. I was a handsome guy, really, I was very popular in school at the time, and half of the girls in the school liked me. But I'm not interested in them at all. I'm interested in all sorts of weird things...... Can you understand? I'm a lover of unsolved mysteries, the very fanatical kind, that's why I know so much. ”

"I heard about the CIA's human trials. Particularly interested, I really slipped into Langley, Virginia. It's where the CIA headquarters is located, you should know it. Then try to sneak in......"

In the frightened whimpering of the young man. The fat monster continued: "You must have thought the CIA was particularly well defended, right? At that time, I thought that I would not succeed, but I didn't expect it to succeed, I actually climbed over the wall into the courtyard, and then picked the lock to enter their secret database. But before I could read the information, I was held to the head at gunpoint. ”

"Those guys did it on purpose, hehehe, they're pretty smart, they deliberately let me in and catch me so they could use me as a test subject. I became a missing person because I didn't tell anyone that I was going to infiltrate the CIA, and no one would believe me anyway......"

"And then, they fixed me in that room for a year, transforming my body, putting other people's organs and parts on me, and it hurt, really, you can look at it if you don't believe it......"

Speaking of which, the monster reached out and tore open the "blanket" wrapped around his fat body, revealing his true appearance underneath. At the moment of seeing his "true body", the young man struggled again as if he was crazy, and his hoarse wail overflowed with utter despair:

- This "man" is not obese, he is actually very thin, but he has all kinds of things on his body: his arms are long at the waist, his ears are hanging from his chest, his buttocks are long from his stomach, and even half of a woman's body grows out of the lower half of his body...... This person's appearance is unmatched, and if there is an event such as "Hunting Creature Selection", he will definitely be a strong contender for the championship!

Seeing the frightened appearance of the young man, the monster laughed again: "Well, they made a handsome guy look like this, I didn't want to live at the time, but I still found an opportunity to kill a few people and escaped, ran away for several years, hid in the underground bomb shelter near here, and finally avoided the pursuit of the CIA." ”

"It's good for me, I can survive by eating garbage, but those things are still not very tasty, and I can't go to a restaurant on the street like this...... So I started snacking, you see. ”

The monster stretched out his big flesh-like hand and dug it into his pants pocket, took out a thick pile of crumpled paper from it, and threw it in front of the young man, and through the dim yellow light above his head, he could see that each piece of paper had a different face printed on it, obviously all kinds of missing person notices:

"From 1970 to the present, at least half of the missing people in Los Angeles have become my snacks, and they taste pretty good, hehehe."

As he spoke, the monster pulled out the double-edged broadsword hanging from his waist, stared at the rusty blade with loving eyes, and bowed his head to the young man and said the final "declaration of death":

"When I'm done, it's time for me to eat."

After speaking, he swung his big knife and chopped the young man's head!

"Bell!"

The blade slashed on the concrete floor, bringing out a trace of sparks, and before the monster could react to what was happening, the CIA-modified body had already flown backwards five meters away, crashing into a chair made of human bones behind it, knocking the "beautiful work of art" to pieces and spilling it all over the ground.

"Hmmm......"

The monster made a confused sound, and raised its head with great effort, only to see that the young man who had been tied up five seconds ago had broken free from the rope and stood up, spit out the rags stuffed in his mouth, and then reached out and took off the blue "contact lenses" in his eyes and threw them aside, complaining: "It's really enough to bring two 'contact lenses'." ”

"Are you...... CIA？ Kill you......"

Maybe it was because he was hungry, or maybe it was because of the other party's strategizing appearance, the monster couldn't help but feel a raging rage in his heart, and he waved the butcher knife again and rushed forward, but before he could touch the other party's body, the hand holding the knife suddenly left his wrist and fell to the floor with blood.

"Man, I've finished listening to your story, I still have something to do, I can't play with you anymore."

Zhang Luo moved his limbs, and a pitch-black suitcase suddenly appeared in his hand. Facing the monster with a bewildered face, he showed a look of pity:

"I'll admit that your story is really miserable, but I want to say that as a lover of weird stories, you were too careless."

Speaking of this, his voice had a bit of "hate iron does not become steel", and said shamelessly: "You see that I am also a lover of strange talks, and I am also a handsome guy, very handsome, um." But I haven't been caught playing for so many years, do you know why? ”

"Why?" The monster asked.

"Because I won't keep my mouth alive."

Zhang Luo casually talked nonsense, cut off the other party's head, and then turned to leave, leaving only a complaint echoing in the air:

"This guy is so ugly that I can't let him play it, so I have to find someone else......" (To be continued.) )