Become the ultimate creature from the black robe

"I'm very curious, how did you get the courage to monitor me, and you are stupid enough to place the monitoring point opposite my house." The almighty man Nolan Grayson, who was suspended in the air, glanced at the staff in the house, and they suddenly felt as if they had fallen into an icy cave, and their faces turned extremely pale.

"You don't think that I can't see or catch those invisible little bugs." Suddenly, the Almighty Man made a grabbing motion to the side of his body. There was obviously nothing at that place, but the next second, there was a sound of a bullet being ejected from the chamber, ignoring the fired bullet.

The Almighty Man pulled it casually, and saw a black gun gradually exposed in the air.

Just like kneading rubber, the Almighty Man crumpled the gun in his hand into a ball of scrap metal, then made a sprint and violently stuffed the entire ball of scrap metal... no, he pressed it into the face of the secret operation team member. In an instant, thick blood flowers bloomed in the air, and a well-equipped and fully armed soldier appeared in everyone's sight with a miserable appearance.

"Cesare, give me an explanation."

After leaving the body behind, Nolan Grayson faced the display screen and spoke with a cold expression, without any emotion.

At the same time, in the monitoring room of the Global Defense Agency, assistant Donald looked at the Omniman appearing on the screen, sweating coldly at his temples, but he still contacted Director Cecil calmly, "The situation is not good. The Omniman has discovered that we are monitoring him and has killed a staff member and a soldier."

"You take charge of steadying him first. I'll be there right away. Remember, we're not completely sure we can deal with him. Now is not the time to fall out." Cecil said in a steady tone.

"Understood." Donald disconnected the call and looked at Nolan Grayson on the screen. There was a hint of struggle in his eyes, and then he decisively said to the staff beside him: "Cut the screen over here."

"no problem."

In the monitoring room, Donald's face soon appeared on several screens. He was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, sitting in front of the console, and spoke calmly: "I know you are very angry now, but please let the staff there go. They are innocent. I ordered them to monitor your lives. Director Cessel is not aware of this matter.

Therefore, the person you should kill most is me, not them."

"I don't think a follower can make the decision on his own on this matter." The Almighty Man said coldly.

"Perhaps you don't understand how much power I hold, Mr. Nolan. If I want, I can even bypass Director Cessel and mobilize an army, so it's easy for me to monitor you." Donald noticed Mark in the room and spoke again: "Believe me, I do this just to protect your children and wife."

After hearing this, Mark looked at Almighty Man. He felt that what Donald said made some sense.

Perhaps the Defense Agency did this with no ill intentions.

"That's a good excuse, but how do you explain the fact that my son was injured by the white lion? He was at home at the time, why didn't your people show up to protect him? And there is one thing that puzzles me. Gervis, the deputy captain of the defense team, chose to attack Mark even though he knew that Mark was my son. Is this also a kind of protection?"

Speaking of Gervis, the Almighty Man felt a little annoyed. He had never disliked someone so much before.

Sooner or later, he would strangle Jervis's neck and send this guy into the sun, letting the high temperature burn every cell in Jervis and making it impossible for him to regenerate! "Sorry, it was an accident. The white lion suddenly appeared and our staff didn't react. However, we took Mark to the Defense Bureau as quickly as possible to receive the best treatment."

Although he knew that the other party was deliberately looking for trouble, facing the powerful Almighty Man, Donald could only bow his head and apologize sincerely.

"Why don't we just forget it?" Looking at the two bodies in the room with miserable deaths, a strong sense of guilt surged into Mark's heart. He suppressed the physical discomfort, nausea and urge to vomit, and whispered to his father Nolan.

"If you are monitoring my family for the purpose of protection, why don't you tell me openly? If you can give me a reasonable explanation, I will leave immediately and let this matter go." The Almighty Man ignored Mark and said in a deep voice while looking at Donald on the screen.

One second...two seconds...three seconds...

Donald remained silent because he really couldn't give a reasonable explanation.

The truth of the matter is that while monitoring Omni-Man, their main purpose was to protect his family, but the main purpose was still to monitor Omni-Man and keep track of his every move. Especially after the defense base was attacked, they sent people to install multiple secret surveillance probes in Mark's home.

"If you can't explain it, call Cecil over and I'll ask him myself."

At present, all Nolan is doing is to prove to Mark how hypocritical human beings are. As long as Cecil admits it himself, the image that the Global Defense Agency has worked hard to build will be destroyed, and Mark will lose trust in the largest organization on earth.

"I repeat, this matter was planned by me and has nothing to do with Director Cecil."

Donald placed his right hand on his waist and continued, "I deeply apologize for what I have done. I hope you will not vent your anger on the Global Defense Agency and Director Cessel... I am willing to make up for the mistakes I have made in my own way. I apologize to you again, Mr. Nolan Grayson."

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The next second, Cecil walked into the monitoring room and saw Donald pull out a pistol and pull the trigger without hesitation at his temple!
boom!
After a gunshot, Donald ended his own life in front of Almighty Man and everyone else.

"No!" Mark shouted in panic, and the Almighty Man beside him glanced at Cecil who was standing at the door of the monitoring room, and said nothing more. He picked up Mark, who looked dazed and stunned, and disappeared from the screen of the monitoring room.

In the dead silent room, heavy footsteps could be clearly heard. Cecil walked up to Donald, looked at his drooping head and the horrifying bloody hole on his temple, and remained silent, like a stiff sculpture.

After a long time, he loosened his clenched fists and exhaled a long breath.

"Report to me everything that happened just now, without leaving out anything. Tell me in detail..."

Cecil stood tall and straight, his voice was particularly hoarse. After he finished speaking, he calmly closed Donald's eyes, but no one saw that his outstretched palm was trembling slightly at this moment. (End of this chapter)