"Hey, finally, I don't have to do some logistics finishing work, go there!" J sat in the back row, holding Frank in his arms, and Eric sat next to him. He watched a group of colleagues cleaning up the bodies and cleaning the scene. He smiled very brightly, and it was better for him to capture aliens.

"F, believe me, you definitely don't want to do the finishing work. You bring gloves to lift the corpses of the aliens, and you also have to gather the people you see together to clear your memories. The problem is that you didn't send me a memory remover!"

"That's because you are not a formal agent yet. Look, I have it." Fan Mang took out the memory remover from his arms.

J quickly put on his sunglasses: "Hey, don't point it at me, I'm not tired of this job yet. K, when can I become a regular? I don't think I need any internship period at all. I can do this job perfectly. I just shot an alien's head and saw you?"

"When you learn to shut up, maybe you can turn regular." K slammed the steering wheel and J fell into Eric's arms.

"Hey, you just wanted to attack me and steal the weapons in my hand, right? Believe it or not, I will kill you?" J took out his hand and pointed at Eric.

Eric was almost crying: "No, you bumped into my arms. I'm cooperating with you to work, you can't treat me like this."

Just now, his men died in front of him. He did not doubt that the MIB's madmen really dared to shoot. Moreover, he always felt that the two people sitting in the front row seemed to be staring at him. If he had any abnormal movement, he might be shot dead.

Besides, his six hands were covered with characteristic handcuffs, or cross-coated, and there were also on his feet, which made him unable to run even if he wanted to run.

"Then you better tell me, there is no hidden information, it's best if Frank doesn't know." J's gun was still pointing at Eric.

"I only do the business of smuggling away from the earth, but I also know that a route to smuggling into the earth, perhaps the Zerg entered the earth through this route."

K looked at J through the rearview mirror. Although this guy from a policeman always chattered, he really had a way of interrogating the prisoner.

When dealing with aliens, you really can't be too law-abiding.

Soon, they drove downstairs of a luxurious apartment, and Eric pointed to the apartment and said, "Snake lives here. In 202, he is a Namei, good at changing his appearance. Be careful not to let him run away!"

"How many men do he have? Do you have weapons?" K asked.

"I have only seen two, and I don't know if there are weapons. He must have sent away more people than me. If you catch him, you will definitely be able to find a lot of useful information." Eric frantically sold the intelligence of his old opponent.

Fan Mang looked at the alien radar. There were indeed three red dots on the second floor of the apartment, but there were three on the third floor and six on the first floor. There were more than three aliens here.

"K, when will the support arrive?" Fan Mang asked after taking out the Atomic No. 2 gun.

"At most two minutes. Do you suspect there are many aliens here, and we can't catch them? Don't worry, not every alien who sees our MIB has the courage to resist."

"And the aliens living here are not necessarily bad people. They may just be ordinary refugees or alien tourists."

K also got out of the car with an Atom 2 pistol, turned around and pressed J who wanted to get out of the car: "You stay here to guard him. If he does anything bad, just shoot him!"

"If there is danger, he can leave. He has a positioning device on his body. If he can't run out of Manhattan, his colleagues will be beaten into pieces."

"F, why don't you stay behind the guard and I'll catch people?" J looked at Fan Mang with some anticipation.

"Okay, K, take him to see the world, I'll stay." Fan Mang felt that he could still handle some fish that missed the net when he was guarding outside.

K looked at it: "Okay. Remember, don't shoot casually in a while."

J curled his lips, not knowing who came to Eric's place, and he came up and punched a hole in the house.

"F, can I let me go? It seems that I'm not doing anything here." Frank said weakly. He was beside Eric, and he always felt that Eric was going to bite him to death.

"It's not over yet. If you have to leave now, I'll say you're running away. By the way, Eric, you have a lot of gold, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I have a lot. If you are willing to let me go, I will give it to you. First dig out the locator on the back of my neck and open the handcuffs."

Fan Mang nodded: "So you know a way to smuggle away from the earth. It seems that this has not been explained before."

The smile on Eric's face froze. These MIB people are more cunning than the other!

Fan Mang suddenly opened the car door: "You stay in the car, I'll buy a hamburger."

Frank looked at Eric timidly. Although the other party was tied up, he was still scared and jumped to the seat in front.

What is F doing? He is not guarding the ground, why do you leave privately to buy a hamburger? You can't bear it for a while?

Fan Mang looked at the one-way glass of the car. Others could not see the aliens in the car. Then he walked to a KFC on the corner of the street.

I patted a black man who had just taken the burger and was about to leave: "Hi, please check your ID."

"Are you a policeman? Why do you need to check my ID?" The black man opened Fan Mang's hand and turned around and wanted to leave.

"I'm not a policeman, I'm MIB. I think you know what kind of organization this is. It's better to check your ID, otherwise you can go back to the headquarters with me." Fan Mang took out the ID of MIB and shook it.

"I don't know what you are talking about, I haven't heard of any MIB." The black man's eyes were a little flustered.

"I have a reasonable and reasonable doubt that you have smuggled to Earth. It is best not to resist, otherwise you will see if you run faster or my gun is faster."

On the alien radar, this person is a shining little red dot, and must be disguised by aliens.

Seeing Fan Mang take out the Atomic No. 2 gun, the black man became honest.

"F, we came here unfortunately. That Sneck was not at home. Hey, why are you pointing at him?" J was a little surprised. Fan Mang did not discriminate against black people.

"J, the black man in front of you is Sneck. Look at his pupils, Namei has two pupils in one eye. F, how did you find him?" K felt incredible. If he didn't observe it closely, he wouldn't be able to find such a good Namei who was disguised.

"By coincidence, I just felt a little hungry, so I came here to buy a burger."

Snake looked depressed. Why was he so unlucky? If he had known this guy was MIB, he shouldn't have walked here just now.
Chapter completed!