"K, don't you give me a weapon?" While walking out, Fan Mang reminded K that Boss Z had just spoken.

"This time we are just dealing with an alien who illegally crossed the border, and we don't need weapons. And when we need to get weapons, it means we have to deal with very dangerous aliens. Believe me, you won't want to encounter that kind of situation." K tidied up his clothes and walked out of the elevator.

"Uh~~You have taught me so many alien technologies, but our car is just this kind of classic car?" Fan Mang looked at the car in front of him. This must be the style from the early 1990s, right? This world should have been 97 years.

It’s the same agent, look at James Bond, who drives supercars, and this kind of car is too LOW.

"The funding is limited, get in the car and tie your seat belt. Also, don't touch the red button."

K quickly reversed and flipped his tail, then stepped on the accelerator, and the car began to speed up on the road.

"Is this a modified car?" Fan Mang keenly discovered that the power of this car was not right.

"Otherwise, what do you think? We should try to be low-key, not be recognized by others, and not be remembered by others, so this appearance is very suitable."

"When you came out, you didn't seem to have any weapons, so there must be weapons in this car, right?" Fan Mang pulled open the storage compartment in front of him, and there was no weapon inside.

"F, try not to use weapons unless necessary. I remember telling you this. Also, if you see aliens later, see how I deal with it."

...

Half an hour later, they finally arrived at a suburban highway and stopped a car.

"Driving license and vehicle registration certificate." K stood in front of the driver's window.

The driver was a handsome young man who quickly found out his driver's license and vehicle registration certificate and put it in K's hands.

K handed it to Fan Mang without even looking at it, and then continued to extend his hand to the driver: "I'm talking about another kind of driver's license and registration certificate."

The driver smiled embarrassedly, took out a silver card from his wallet and handed it to K. In fact, seeing K's outfit, he knew what the other party was doing.

K only took a closer look this time and it was the certificate issued by their MIB.

"You are limited to activities in Manhattan. Where are you going, Lieqing?"

Fan Mang stretched his neck and looked at the ID. K looked at him and stuffed the ID into Fan Mang's hands.

Well, I can't tell what material it is, but the galaxy, age and name are registered, as well as photos of the image of Earthlings and aliens.

"I'm sorry, but my wife is going to give birth."

Fan Mang and K both looked at the back row of the car. A fat woman was lying in the back seat and raised her upper body, looking very painful.

K pulled Lieqing's arm: "Come with me, my colleague will handle it. F, take care of her."

Fan Mang: "???"

Do you think I am a doctor? Obstetrician? Even if I am, I will not deliver a baby to aliens!

While communicating with Lieqing, K took the time to look back at Fan Mang: "You only need to be responsible for catching it."

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"Huh, breathe, breathe." Fan Mang suddenly saw something coming out, definitely not the child's head!

Whoosh~~

A tentacle popped out and quickly wrapped around Fan Mang's waist. Fan Mang immediately recited silently and added the freedom attribute point to strength and speed.

Feeling a burst of electric current, his whole body felt a little numb. After waking up in an instant, he saw a tentacle that was much smaller pop up and quickly reached out to grab it.

You are a little alien, let me tell you how to come out quickly.

Fan Mang suddenly pressed the car door with his left hand, stole the horse under his feet, and pulled hard with his right hand, and a little guy who looked like an octopus was pulled out by him.

K walked over and said, "Congratulations, Lieqing, it's a cute little guy. It seems that you don't have to leave on an illegal spaceship."

At the same time, K stared at Fan Mang, and F actually pulled out the children of the Kanla Star Man, which was beyond his expectations. The more he looked at Fan Mang, the more he liked it. He was wrapped around the waist by the Kanla Star Man's tentacles, but he didn't look scared at all. He would definitely become an excellent MIB agent in the future.

...

The old white man who came out of the jewelry store carried his beloved cat in a pet bag and came to a restaurant. His subordinates contacted him and said that something urgent was happening.

It seems that he is just an ordinary white old man on earth. In fact, he is a crown prince with a powerful energy "galaxy" in his hands, which is coveted by many alien races.

The old white man entered the restaurant and saw a strong man more than two meters tall. He walked over with a smile: "I came a little late, mainly because the driver here is too slow and his attitude is very poor."

The driver refused to speed up his driving when facing the orders of Crown Prince Akiron. If he were on the planet, he would have been punished long ago!

"Your Highness, we have to leave immediately, a bug is coming." The subordinate said obscurely, "What is his goal? Obviously, you are in danger on earth."

"Oh, this is really bad news. Those bugs are really crazy. We have to go back and prepare. But there is time for the meal. I have to try the delicious food of the earth before leaving."

The subordinate breathed a sigh of relief, and his Highness was just willing to go with him.

"I've ordered my meal and will come soon. We'll leave immediately after we finish eating."

"Edgar" got out of the car, opened the back door of the restaurant and walked in. A waiter immediately came over: "Hey, this is the back kitchen, please go to the front for dinner..."

Click!

"Edgar" patted the waiter's waist, and the waiter's back folded back and hit the heel on the back of his head.

He took off the waiter's white chef's suit, put it on himself, and stuffed the waiter under the shelf. He looked at the mirror and nodded with satisfaction.

When he arrived at the dining outlet, "Edgar" moved his stiff arms and tried hard to hold two plates, and walked towards the crown prince.

Kill him and steal the "Galaxy"!

"Cheers to protect the Milky Way!" The crown prince clinked glasses with his subordinates and saw the waiter put two plates of food in front of him, but suddenly a few insects fell into the plate.

The prince's face changed and he raised his head and looked at the waiter with difficulty. He could see at a glance that the waiter was not an earthling at all, but a body controlled by the Zerg.

"You can kill us, but you will never find the Milky Way." At this time, he could only negotiate with the bug, hoping that the bug could leave. At least he could delay time and wait for the MIB on the earth to come, or the people who protect him came.

"Edgar" grinned loudly: "You're right, I can kill you!"

One of his fingers cracked, and a sharp insect leg stretched out from it, piercing directly into the back of the crown prince's head. With a thud, the crown prince slammed his head directly on the dining plate.

When the subordinate saw the crown prince dead, he didn't wait to react, another worm leg pierced and pierced his neck.

"Edgar" looked at a box as big as a palm on the table and grabbed it in his hand. After getting the "Galaxy", he had to leave quickly.

"Hey, what did you do? You are not from our restaurant!" A waiter stopped "Edgar", but he pushed him gently and knocked down a table.

Leaving the restaurant, "Edgar" stumbled toward the car of the insect removal company, feeling ecstatic.
Chapter completed!