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Chapter 933

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"Crisis?" Lion and Murdoch asked curiously after hearing Gusten's words. "What kind of crisis can they be in?"

Gusten answered with a pale face.

"You don't have the holographic 3D perceptual mapping ability like me, so of course you don't know."

Gusten stopped the car and stretched out his hands. A topographic map of the nearby area gradually appeared in front of him, just like the one in the Avatar base. It showed the terrain within a radius of a few kilometers and dozens of kilometers in a few square meters.

Gusten had both summoning and sniping talents. In addition, he could also draw maps. It could be said that he was extremely useful in both individual and team battles. It was no wonder that he was chosen to be a participant in this battle.

"Take a look," Gusten said coldly. Gusten said coldly, "This is a funeral parlor in New York City. There are a total of three routes that lead here. Pay attention to the parking lot. Do you see anything suspicious?"

Lion nodded.

"The models of these three cars are all the same. It seems a little strange."

Gusten said coldly, "It's not strange.

"It's not strange. These three cars all have the M logo on the rear, and the abbreviation of the Men in Black is MIB. Although the models of these three cars look very old, the internal structure is not the least bit vague. The actual space of each car can accommodate up to eight people, and they are all of the same standard. What do you think?"

"The people in these three cars are... the reinforcements brought by K and that guy called Seaman?" Lion asked doubtfully, "But those guys didn't show up when we were fighting. Did they run away?"

"That's impossible. The agents of the Men in Black are all brainwashed elites. They won't back down even if they're dead!" Gusten said indifferently, "The reason why they abandoned K and ran away without even saying goodbye is because they saw something that attracted all their attention.... and then they were all wiped out!"

"What's that?" Lion asked curiously.

Gusten pointed at the map, and the three of them sucked in a breath of cold air at the same time.

"If that's the case, then it's really worth the wait."

*****

"Okay, the parchment with the smell of blood? Sure, sure... that's it. "

Sheyan watched K finish the call with a serious expression on his face, but he was still very excited because he felt that he had finally achieved his goal.

After the phone call, K looked at Sheyan with a serious expression, but he was actually very pleased because he felt that he had exchanged the smallest profit for the biggest return in the negotiation.

The two of them stood there with their own agendas. After Sheyan succeeded, it was time to show his usefulness, so he took the initiative to say to K.

"The current situation is actually very obvious. There are only two possibilities for Mr. Jones. First, he has the Milky Way. Second, he hasn't."

K nodded.

"Yes."

Sheyan smiled and replied.

"According to the information I have, Mr. Jones's spaceship was seriously damaged when it landed, so if it managed to get to the Milky Way, it would have to find a way to return home. Oh, no, it should be a way to return to the Earth."

K's eyes lit up when he heard the news. He immediately grabbed Sheyan and said, "That's right.

"Is this true?"

Sheyan smiled and replied.

"I never lie."

K began to ponder.

"Then we should focus on the prince's house, shop, and funeral parlors. Apart from that, we should also strictly monitor the places where spaceships can be used."

Sheyan nodded.

"Remember to destroy the flying saucers at the World Expo. Also, I can provide fragments of Mr. Jones's spaceship to prove that he won't be able to escape in a short period of time. I believe we can buy some time from the Arquillians."

K raised his eyes and stared at Sheyan.

"How do you know the flying saucers at the World Expo are real?"

Sheyan smiled but did not say anything. K immediately said thoughtfully.

"Could it be that you're here for the group of aliens who fled to Earth after being raped? Please, they have completely lost their value! Don't look at me with such an innocent expression... "

Sheyan promptly interrupted K's questioning.

"Let's hurry up. The Arquillians have a very strict sense of time. We have to hurry so that they can give us more time. Otherwise... what's that?"

A staggering person suddenly appeared at the door. There was an indescribable abnormality in this person's movements. K's pupils constricted at once.

"That's Bardrov from Team A.... the former Bardrov!"

After that, K instinctively pulled out his gun and shot at the figure. The figure was immediately blown to pieces, but a large number of bugs crawled out from the remains and crawled towards the two of them.

But then, two more controlled bugmen appeared at the door. K now regretted not bringing a rapid-fire gun with him. Although the gun in his hand was powerful, the interval between shots was quite long. Under normal circumstances, the energy cartridge would stop working after four shots in a minute.

At this moment, Sheyan suddenly shouted.

“K? I heard that your driving skills have always been good? "

K immediately understood what Sheyan was implying. He immediately turned around and jumped out of the window to get his car, but as soon as he broke through the window, he was hit by two tentacles and was pushed back. K crawled up from the ground and rubbed his white shirt hard. His white shirt was covered with an indescribable mucus.

The next second, a huge bug broke through the wall and walked in. It looked like a cockroach that had been doused with a spoon of strawberry jam. It had sharp barbs on its feet, but its body was hundreds or thousands of times larger. This was the final form of Jones the Bug King. Its voice came from its fat belly.

"Hand over the Galaxy, earthling!"

Jones then looked at Sheyan.

"Why are you here? Are you also here for the Milky Way?"

K did not answer. He immediately raised his gun and aimed, but Jones the Bug King reacted very quickly. A tentacle shot out from his mouth and wrapped around K's wrist, snatching the gun away and swallowing it! It even licked its lips. That feeling was like a gecko using its slimy tongue to hunt, quick and disgusting.

"Without a weapon, your deterrence has been reduced to infinity, K," exclaimed Sheyan. "But I guess you should have a replacement weapon in the car, right? I'll buy you 30 seconds to get the weapon, then you can come back and save me."

K gave Sheyan a deep look.

"You have too much confidence in this old bag of bones."

Despite saying that, K had already started running towards the door. Jones the Bug King let out an angry roar. He immediately turned around and chased after K, but Sheyan had already blocked his way.

Jones stretched out one of his front legs. Under his translucent carapace, a liquid could be seen boiling rapidly like a hydraulic pump. Then, he kicked out with a "whoosh" sound in the air. His leg even rotated at a high speed, like a giant drill rotating at high speed in the air, making an ear-piercing sound. The attacking method of this strange alien creature was really unimaginable.

Sheyan blocked the blow with his right arm in front of his body. His vision suddenly turned black and he coughed up a lot of blood. His internal organs had been severely damaged and he fell back five or six meters. Even though Sheyan thought highly of himself, he still suffered a great loss from this blow! The lethality of Jones the Bug King's attack was far beyond his imagination! Not only that, his right hand was bent and hanging down. It seemed that his forearm had been broken.

However, Sheyan was not a person who would allow himself to be taken advantage of. When he was kicked earlier, he used his left hand to hold the long saber and counterattacked. The result of this counterattack surprised him because he did not feel any resistance when he stabbed it. Instead, the saber went straight into the Zerg King's body!

Jones also let out a series of painful screams!

"So that's how it is..." Sheyan suddenly understood. "Jones is also a typical example of a guy with high offense but weak defense."

Now that he knew Jones' weakness, Sheyan immediately summoned a dark gold leech to block in front of Jones. Sheyan then slashed the left foreleg of the big bug with his saber. A pale yellow liquid immediately overflowed from the wound, and a pungent smoke rose from Sheyan's' + 7 West '. Obviously, Jones' body fluid was as acidic as the 'Xenomorph'. The grade of Sheyan's weapon was, after all, too low. It could not resist such strong corrosion, and its durability kept dropping.

But although Sheyan managed to stall Jones at this time, K's escape route was still very bumpy. Jones suddenly raised his fat buttocks, which looked similar to the flat and raised abdomen of a mantis when it was angry.

At the end of his buttocks, there were more than ten transparent thread-like things. The thread-like things seemed to be from another dimension. They could ignore all obstacles in this dimension and directly connect to the Bugmen under his control!

These Bugmen were the Men in Black agents that Sheyan had asked him to bring. At least four or five of them rushed towards K. Their movements were not as stiff and slow as the ordinary Bugmen, but they were agile, strange and leaping. Their mouths even spat out long and thin red forked tongues! They were extremely fast. And Sheyan was currently pinned down by Jones, so he could not move at all.

But at this critical moment, a gunshot rang out in the air.

Once he heard it, he could feel a dull, precise, mechanical gunshot! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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