Detroit, Michigan, USA.
Caucasians only account for 20% of the city's population, and the rest are blacks and Mexicans. Because they are too poor, they may encounter gunfights and robberies on the streets at any time.
This place is called a criminal paradise.
In fact, Detroit was once glorious, with a population of 2 million at its peak, but now only 700,000 are left. People with a little money, ability, and hard work have basically moved away, and the remaining people work odd jobs or Idle people who do not work, have very low income, or rely on the government to support them.
While it was still noon on the Chinese side, it had already entered midnight on the American side. At this time, a white young man was running quickly on the sidewalk of Ulstein Street. Behind him, more than ten black people were shouting and chasing him.
The bullet whizzed past his ear and hit the wall nearby, erupting into streams of dust and debris. However, the young man was not afraid at all. Instead, he looked excited, with the bloodthirst of teasing prey flashing in his eyes. As he ran, he looked behind him and saw that the other person was about to escape him, so he pretended to be in a panic and turned into an old, unfinished building.
"He can't run away! When I catch up with him, I'm going to kick his head like a ball!" The black men behind him seemed to be members of a certain gang. They had guns in their hands and rushed into the building that had been shut down for a long time. Building, after a while, a series of shouts and gunshots came from the stairs!
However, the arrogant shouts of those gang members soon turned into desperate screams. When the last gang member climbed out of the building with an expression as if he had seen a ghost, the entire building was completely silent. It was as if everyone who entered was swallowed up by darkness!
"Devil! You are the devil!"
The black man screamed loudly, and the arm holding the gun disappeared completely. Blood stained the hip-hop style white T-shirt. The break was smooth, and the blood spurted out like it was free!
"Hehehehe... Fishburne, don't you want to kill me?" A gust of night wind blew, and the young man walked out of the building calmly. Although he seemed to have been shot in the shoulder, he did not notice it at all. , instead he flicked the Damascus knife in his hand, the blade flashed with cold light, and there were dark traces of blood on it.
"Spare me, Alexander!" Looking at the big knife in the opponent's hand, the black man was almost out of his mind. He kept screaming and crawling back, as if he could avoid the opponent's pursuit in this way!
But at this moment, on the corner of the street not far away, a police car seemed to have just arrived on patrol. As the flashing lights continued to approach, everyone in the police car also saw this scene. Everyone immediately got out of the car and took out their firearms. Looking at the young man named Alexander, he shouted loudly at the same time.
"Put down your weapons immediately, hold your head, and lie down! This is an order!"
A bearded policeman who seemed to have the highest position shouted loudly and walked towards here quickly. At the same time, the Glock in his hand was pointed directly at the young man's head. It seemed that as long as the young man made any movement, they would shoot immediately!
"Hahaha, you know nothing about power!" A sneer flashed in the young man's eyes, and he murmured in a low voice. He did not resist, but directly threw away the Magus knife, and at the same time raised his hands and looked at everyone calmly.
However, just when the bearded policeman walked up to him and was about to take out the handcuffs, suddenly the young man moved!
The bearded policeman felt a flash before his eyes, and the young man turned into an afterimage in his sight. At the same time, he felt a pain in his chest, as if a high-speed car hit his chest!
boom!
The bearded policeman's body, which weighed more than a hundred kilograms, flew out immediately!
The expressions of the other police officers suddenly changed, but the young man was too fast. Before they could do anything, the ghostly figure flashed past them! The next second, their arms made clicking sounds one after another, and the entire arms were completely deformed. At the same time, the firearms in their hands were dismantled into countless parts in an instant, and fell to the ground with a clanking sound!
In almost two seconds, four police officers lost their fighting ability at the same time!
"Do you feel it? This is the real power!" The young man returned to the black man. Looking at the desperate look on the other man's face, he couldn't help but show the joy of revenge. Then he raised his foot and stepped on the other man's head!
Click, bang!
In an instant, the black man's head was like a crushed watermelon, with all the red and white splattering out in a radial pattern!
"You!" Someone was killed alive in front of his eyes. The bearded policeman suddenly showed a look of shock and anger. He trembled and wanted to stand up again, but the severe pain in his chest prevented him from moving a finger!
"It's nothing, I'm just cleaning up the garbage." Alexander spread his hands, squatted down and patted the bearded cheek. He was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly his feet stopped.
At some point, two men in black suits, who seemed to blend into the night, stood behind him.
"Leslie Alexander?" One of the men held up a certificate and said in smooth English, "Stellar Life Science Foundation, we need a drop of your blood."
"What?" Alexander suddenly looked strange. He raised his eyebrows and put his hands on his hips as if listening. "What were you talking about just now?"
"Nothing." Another Asian man suddenly took a step forward, but with this step, Alexander's face suddenly changed. In his perception, the other man seemed to be walking towards him with an overwhelming aura like a god! He subconsciously punched hard, but the opponent just shook his head slightly, and his punch of more than two thousand pounds suddenly missed! At the same time, his arm felt a slight pain. When he came to his senses completely, a tube of blood had been drawn out of his arm!
"Mother-fucker!"
Alexander yelled, turning around and running away without even thinking, but before he could escape far, a strong gust of wind suddenly came from in front of him. Before he could react, he hit a transparent wall heavily!
Boom!
Alexander sat down on the ground, but he had long forgotten the pain. He just looked at the nothingness in front of him in disbelief. He saw that the position where he hit was actually ripples in circles, and finally formed a giant bus as big as a bus. The UFO is coming!
UFO!
The footsteps behind him came slowly, but Alexander had already forgotten everything. He just stared at the almost completely transparent aircraft in front of him with wide eyes, until the two Asian men said again, "Blood type: B type, blood fiber." Original density: 13,000 per milliliter. Congratulations, Mr. Alexander, your conditions fully meet our standards.”
With that said, the two of them carried Alexander, who was completely stunned, and walked towards the UFO.
"Stop!" However, the voice of the bearded policeman behind him came again. One of the men paused, turned his head and said, "Is there anything else you can do, Mr. Police?"
"He is suspected of assaulting the police and murder. You can't take him away!" The bearded policeman reluctantly stood up and pointed his gun at the three people. "Now you immediately squat down with your heads in your hands. This is an order!"
The two Asian men looked at each other and one of them shook his head and said, "We are affiliated with the Stellar Life Science Foundation and are currently performing a special confidential mission. If you have any questions, you can contact your immediate superior." As he said, Then he turned around and walked towards the aircraft again.
"I said, stop!" A look of cruelty flashed in the bearded policeman's eyes, and he was about to pull the trigger, but an angry voice suddenly came from his walkie-talkie, "This is the Detroit General Bureau, and I am Director Jonathan! George! "Is George here?"
A look of surprise suddenly appeared on the bearded policeman's face. He immediately took off the walkie-talkie and said, "I am George, Mr. Director. I have been attacked by unknown armed men on Ustan Street. Please ask for reinforcements!"
"Thank God, George, the General Administration sent an order to put down your weapons immediately! Repeat, put down your weapons immediately, don't attack, and let the people from the Foundation leave!"
"What?" The bearded policeman was completely stunned. He quickly raised his head, but found that the three of them, including Alexander, had completely disappeared...