"Paul, don't cause trouble. You know why they do it. It's not for entertainment." A police officer with two silver bars on his shoulders came over and said.

The police officer is young, less than 25, but he is already a senior inspector. Well, he is also an old acquaintance of Maya.

George Stacey, who slashed the bloody rose and chased the tiger-headed man.

Three years ago, when he was still a patrol policeman, he met Maya and inexplicably killed Frank in a legal but unreasonable way, earning him a three-level promotion.

A few months later, while chasing the tiger-headed man, he broke into Maya's birthday party.

Although he was beaten into a dog by the tiger-headed man who possessed the tiger talisman, he still proved his bravery to the New York executives.

Well, because of his bravery in combat, he was promoted to another level.

Because Maya borrowed his hand to kill Frank, she met him at birthday parties and mobile suit training classes one after another (when Maya was Spider-Man, she helped the New York Police Department train three-dimensional mobile suits), and she gradually developed a deep affection for him.

Deep impression.

To put it simply, Brother George is "Jane in the Emperor's Heart".

No, during the upgrade plan 2.0, she found George's name on the list of police officers who had applied, and then checked it.

At this time, George was completely prosperous. He received a promotion and salary increase, married Bai Fumei, and truly reached the pinnacle of his life.

"George?"

The pizza shop owner named Paul glanced at the young police officer and mocked: "Just because they are not entertainment, I am willing to provide free pizza.

George, you are still a senior inspector, don’t you understand the significance of this battle? Don’t you understand the role of the South Gate 2 junction on the earth?”

The central city of Consul Street is under the control of the alien, and the surrounding blocks are under the responsibility of this police supernova.

Because aliens were involved, the New York Police Department had to be cautious. George often walked around the streets and developed "Sunrise Crowds", so he was very familiar with the surrounding residents.

"Of course I understand, but making noise has no impact on Gao Tianzun's people." George shook his head.

"Why is there no impact? If they don't have a good rest, they will not be able to perform well tomorrow." Paul was not afraid of the inspector opposite and shouted with a glare.

George smiled bitterly and sighed: "Paul, you are still an old resident here, why don't you understand? The Galaxy Hotel was built by the Xandar people. Not to mention noise prevention, even if a nuclear bomb is dropped at the entrance of the hotel, it will not affect the inside.

half a cent for the guests.

Therefore, apart from being embarrassed, there is no benefit at all.

Now that the entire galaxy is paying attention to tomorrow's game, this shame has been thrown to the edge of the universe."

"Uh, it seems really..." Paul was embarrassed.

"Sir, Chief Stacey, I have your phone number." At this moment, a police officer suddenly waved over and shouted.

George patted the walkie-talkie on his shoulder and asked doubtfully: "Who called? Why not connect directly to my communicator?"

"This...sir, there is..."

The police officer walked slowly to George's side and hesitated again, unable to say a complete sentence for a long time.

"Fuck, Brad, what are you doing?"

George angrily grabbed the phone in his hand and shouted directly to the other side: "This is George Stacey, please."

"Help me, help, xxx, xxx..."

A rough male voice shouted for help in English, Chinese, Xandar, and a non-mainstream civilized language that George had never heard before.

"Hello, I'm George Stacey, senior inspector of New York. Are you calling for help? By the way, sir, you are not from Earth, are you?" George asked nervously.

If you were an Earthling, even if you were trying to show off, you wouldn't use alien language when asking for help.

"I'm Yachudie! Oh my god, uh, I am, I'm Fakmi, help me, I'm Drax, the destroyer of the arena, All Might."

A series of mixed sounds came from the receiver into George's ears. There were not only rough male voices with suppressed desire, but also the gasping sounds of several women, some in neon and some in English.

As someone who has been there, George instantly understood what the other person was doing.

"Sir, Mr. Drax, even if you are an alien guest, please don't make such a joke, otherwise, the New York Police Department will prosecute you for wasting police resources." George said seriously in Xandarian.

"I'm Drax from the arena, basketball, help me... uh, find Gao Tianzun, tomorrow, uh uh, uh, tomorrow's game, holy shit, bang bang bang..."

"Drax? shit, the main power forward of the Gao Tianzun Arena basketball team?" George exclaimed, covering the microphone.

"So, boss, do you understand?" young police officer Brad said with a strange expression.

George quickly pulled him into the police car, closed the door, and said in horror: "Fuck, Brad, what do you know? Or are you a spy for the men in black?"

George is not a fool, nor is he a novice. In just a moment, he thought of n kinds of conspiracies against Gao Tianzun's basketball team.

For example, consuming the player's energy, for example, suing the opponent for being strong, for example, using the reproductive isolation law to lock up those men and women. If it is a woman, well, if it is him, he must arrange for a real earth woman.

"Man in black? Boss, what are you thinking about?"

Brad was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile and said, "It's a neon woman. She told us not to care about this matter."

George looked at his watch. It was 11:30 in the evening. A flash of light flashed in his eyes and he said thoughtfully: "What do you mean? The phone belongs to her? Who is she?"

"As soon as I received the police call, I knew something was wrong. Later, a woman cursed in neon language, 'Damn it, Sanadako, you brought a mobile phone in,' so I quickly checked the mobile phone number."

Brad smiled strangely, "Hey, the man in black is also very sparse. Fortunately, Drax can only dial 911. If he could contact Gao Tianzun directly... Well, Gao Tianzun can't be contacted, but the aliens in Central City

You also use our telecommunications base station and can contact certain shops in the central city by phone.

I bought a new mobile phone this afternoon, Vanke second generation, the buyer is Mariko, Neon Man, a second-year student in the Department of Alien Languages ​​at Harvard University."

George said calmly: "Brad, be careful but your cleverness will lead to mistakes. There is absolutely no such thing as a man in black."

"Boss, I understand, nothing happened tonight. I received the call from the police and then found you directly. We are the only two who know about it." Brad looked solemn and said immediately.

"No, you can't pretend not to know. We did receive a call, but you thought he was a liar and hung up on him directly."

After George finished speaking, he was stunned. There seemed to be a bug, and Drax was talking to him.

So, he quickly changed his words: "In this case, you get the call and tell me that he is a liar. I was misled by you and thought he was a liar who knew a few words in alien language, so...Brad

, do you understand?”

When George said the first sentence, Brad knew what he wanted to do, and his face immediately turned bitter.

However, he also understood that a qualified young man must be willing to take the blame. Obviously, it was time for him to take the blame.

At the same time, Lu Dan asked Natasha excitedly: "Has everything been arranged?"

"Of the 15 players, except for the violent tiger-headed Terry, the other 14 have been assigned people.
Chapter completed!