At this time, Sheyan already knew that for Aina, who is not very resistant to herself, but who plays an important role in the plot, killing them is not of much benefit, and the space does not encourage this kind of behavior.
On the contrary, there are quite a lot of disadvantages. Most intuitively speaking, the butterfly effect that happened after Aina's death will definitely trigger the event of the protagonist's appearance.
Fang Senyan could even infer that once this beautiful woman died, maybe the first protagonist J would get out early and intervene in the case as a police officer of the Los Angeles Police Department!
Being hated by the protagonist in the bloody world, and being hated by a protagonist who belongs to the dictatorship of the state, this is not a good sign, Fang Sheyan finally took revenge for the bad breath in his heart after being attacked suddenly!
Sheyan slowly got up from the ground, stretched his muscles and bones, the blood began to gather from the wounds on his body, and then fell to the ground drop by drop, and soon a dark red blood puddle appeared. This kind of injury may be a serious injury to ordinary people, but to him, it is not wrong to describe it as a flesh and blood injury.
At this time, Fang Senyan was standing on the spot, with that indifferent appearance of smearing blood, which really gave people an unshakable illusion. He was as tall as a mountain with his whole body in tatters. As long as the earth does not sink, then it will never be. will fall!
After being in a daze for a while, K got up from the ground, raised that small toy-like pistol, and aimed at Sheyan:
"Which galaxy are you from?"
Obviously, K no longer regards Sheyan as a person from Earth.
Sheyan turned around to look at him, and said coldly:
"It doesn't matter, Mr. K, is this how you treat your benefactor who saved your life? If I knew it earlier, I shouldn't have cared about you, and let you die like Aina in two pieces screaming for five minutes."
K didn't seem to notice the irony in Fang Senyan's words, he held the gun with both hands, and said calmly:
"Tell me your name, place of origin, and alien pass number."
"Damn it!" Sheyan said angrily:
"Isn't what I just did enough to show my position and identity? Well, you shoot, Mr. K. If you are a qualified detective, then you should remember that there is still one hour and two hours left in your hometown." Ten will be blown away, and you are targeting the damned Galactics if you can find it! Come on, you shoot!"
The incomparably old-fashioned K was helpless in the face of Sheyan's tumbling, and this was the saddest moment for asking for help. Finally, K slowly put down his gun. He stared at Sheyan and said:
"Where should we go now?"
After Fang Sheyan thought for a while, he said seriously:
"First of all, you have to contact the headquarters and ask them to send the prince's body back, hoping to buy a little more time from those damned guys. Secondly, ask your technician to copy a copy of your current energy weapon information to me. .”
After hearing Fang Sheyan's first request, K didn't say anything, and directly contacted the headquarters, but after hearing his second request, his whole body was shocked, and his eyes revealed the color of understanding:
"This is impossible! We have signed a non-disclosure agreement, and we cannot leak relevant information to third parties—and what do you want this technology for?"
"That's my business." Sheyan smiled and said, "I now realize that the difficulty of taking this MIB case is beyond my imagination, so I have the right to ask for more compensation."
K's eyes turned cold and he said:
"This is impossible."
Sheyan sighed and said:
"Okay then, the deal is cancelled, and you continue to want me."
Saying that Sheyan was about to walk out, K's answer was quite straightforward:
"If you move again, I swear to God, it will make the melon seeds of your head explode very simply!"
Sheyan shrugged:
"Then you have to say goodbye to the Milky Way. Well, well, we will continue to be deadlocked here. In short, the earth will perish in a few minutes."
"Before that, I'll blow your head off!" K said resolutely.
With a bitter face, Sheyan said seriously:
"Honestly, K, you can't do this! Well, I can waive the request for the drawings of your weapons, but you once killed a man with a blood-red parchment on him, right? Give me this stuff as extra reward."
K thought it over this time, called his superiors, and finally nodded.
Fang Senyan was clearly retreating at this time, what did he want the energy weapon information of the man in black for? It's useless at all! But this thing is something that the man in black cannot exchange.
So K could only refuse, but when Sheyan was rejected, he made another new request again. Then it is very logical, K will compare the importance of the energy weapon technology of the man in black with the blood-red parchment, and then find that the bloody scroll seems useless, and various experts have appraised the cost on it. A large amount of time also yielded nothing, so she subconsciously agreed to Sheyan's request.
This is the skill of negotiation. If Sheyan asked for the bloody invitation letter directly from the beginning, then it might not be so simple.
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At this moment, three kilometers away, the fleeing shotgun man and the berserker were fleeing the scene in a car.
The Berserker was driving in front, and the shotgun man was in a daze in the back row. He suddenly gritted his teeth and said:
"That bastard is really too strong. His health and defense can almost catch up with MT. What's even more frightening is that this guy has at least 70% of his attack power and can be exempted from the protection rules, without being weakened by 40%. Directly on me! Hell, hell!"
"Shut up, Murdoch, in my memory, you are not such a guy who loses fighting spirit so easily." The berserker directly put the dark gold dagger on his waist. He realized that there was a sharp bend ahead, so he stepped on the The brakes try to slow down.
"You said it lightly! Lion! I just remembered now. I was struggling to bear my life in front of me, but you are attacking others with swords and shields. Do you think it is fun to do this? You are Is this how I grasp the opportunity I created with my life?" Murdoch said angrily.
The lion waited for a while before saying lightly:
"If I didn't take the shield, K would probably have smashed me into pieces with one shot. Besides, that bastard's HP may exceed 3,000, and his military rank is a major. I doubt he is the core of a large team MT! In front of this kind of person's abnormal defense armed to the teeth, even if I use two swords, or even three swords, it is absolutely impossible to do anything to him in a short time."
Shotgun Man Murdoch yelled:
"No, it must not be MT. The highest actual damage he hit me even reached 600 points (critical strike). This terrifying single damage, even if the chief warlock in our team hits with all his strength, it may not be able to hit it. Such a single damage! If the attack power of the MT is so powerful, then how can we continue to mess around?"
The lion looked obviously a little frustrated, he frowned and said:
"How did we encounter such a monster? Fortunately, it seems that his agility value is not a strong point, otherwise he should have caught up!"
"It's not just that!" Murdoch continued to growl: "When I was fighting him, I actually experienced severe chest pain and my lungs seemed to be rotting, but my lungs Strong enough to keep up with two hippos! I wouldn't be in a similar situation when I was away from him, and I heard you coughing at that time."
The lion frowned, and said thoughtfully:
"It sounds like it's true, damn it! We should get more detailed information on him before we start."
At this time, a car drove up from the side, and the two cars were parallel. The driver on the other side took off his sunglasses, revealing a rather familiar face from Sheyan. The man of the shape-shifting creature, he practiced both summoning and sniping, even suppressed Aziz in a corner at one point, unable to raise his head, and Fang Sheyan's disease forced him to retreat.
"Hey, Gusden, you were the last to leave. How did you end up? In short, your robot dog and laser bird can be resurrected infinitely. You should disgust them."
The three obviously reached an agreement on an offensive and defensive alliance, so they greeted each other directly without making a move when they met, but Gusden's face was pale and his lips were trembling. The walking dead in general.
"Hey, what's the matter with you?" The two asked one after another.
Gusden sighed long, gritted his teeth and said:
"I was tricked by that idiot. He was actually digging a hole from the very beginning. He used the flexibility of the robot dog to make me kill that woman by mistake: Aina! Very good, I was immediately arrested by the New York police. All the police stations are wanted, and a special department has been set up to coordinate and coordinate this matter, and the leader in charge of this matter is J!"
The lion and Murdoch exchanged glances, and they seemed to be quite sympathetic to Gusden. They were also very clear about this. In the bloody world, they encountered such an unlucky sudden situation. is increasingly unfavorable.
The lion then discussed with Murdoch carefully, and felt that Sheyan's strength should be higher than them, but the two of them could still get rid of him, but the result was that one of them had to die! Obviously, no one wants to be the person who wants to die. Just when they were about to give up, Gusden said through gritted teeth:
"We can wait a little longer. If I remember correctly, they should be facing a bigger crisis now!"