The flying saucer drew a not-so-good arc, and it crashed with flames like a plate shoveled into the sand, but it didn't seem to be hurt much, and it fell because the black suit hit too accurately, and both guns hit the thrusters, although the damage was not too serious, but if you want to fly, you have to repair it well.

Zhang Jinyang held the model in his hand that he had worked so hard to make, it was also a plate anyway, he simply made a backpack and carried it behind his back, and jumped down to help, he had never fought with aliens.

The lower abdomen of the flying saucer opened a big opening, a bit like the entrance to the cargo compartment of the belly of an airplane, the insect was still wearing the skin of an ugly man, walking out step by step like a severely hemiplegic patient, and there were words in his mouth, and the muffled vocal cords made Zhang Jinyang, who was a little far away, frown and tried to listen to what he said.

But Zhang Jinyang understood that this high-level insect was speaking English, which made him quite surprised, it turned out that aliens also had to learn foreign languages when they came out on missions, so there was no translator or something?

He walked first to the woman who was hanging from the tree, but now he was very aware of the current affairs and tried to get himself down from the tree without saying a word, and looked up at the lady who was dressed conservatively but also in short skirts and stockings, and the black jewel eyes on the silver mask were shining: "It's a little cold, do you need help?"

The woman stopped struggling and looked at the masked man at her feet: "Of course, I want to go down and find a safe place." ”

As soon as Zhang Jinyang raised his foot and kicked on the tree, the whole tree shook violently, and the woman lying on a wrist-thick branch was caught off guard, and lay down at once, just lying in the arms of her subordinate Zhang Jinyang, who had already prepared, she seemed to be more happy than afraid: "Thank you, I'm Laura Vieve, may I ask who you are?"

Zhang Jinyang put her down very gentlemanly: "Subo Brett (silver bullet), madam, hide it, we still have a trouble to deal with." ”

It's a big trouble, the insect has begun to tear open the human skin to reveal its true body, the yellow-green arthropods are dripping mucus, standing taller than both humans, but unfortunately most of the height is on the legs, most of the volume is on the stomach, and it looks very hideous, but the head is very small, and the fanged mouth accounts for more than half, and the remaining half is a pair of snake-like yellow vertical pupils.

With a hiss that showed its original form, the worm spit out two green lines from its mouth, sticking to the big guns in the hands of the two black suits, and then the green lines contracted, and actually pulled the two guns back into the worm's mouth, and the disgusting big worm swallowed the two guns in one bite, and with a wave of a joint leg, knocking both of them to the ground.

But the bug didn't seem to want to kill, and after knocking the two black suits to the ground, he turned around and walked like another smaller enoki mushroom building, which had a flying saucer that was exactly the same as the big enoki mushroom head he had just driven away, that is, one size smaller.

The bug turned around and stopped, for in front of him stood a masked man with a thick-barreled gun, and the ridiculous gunpowder weapon was pointed at him.

"Another suckling fool, when will you understand the futility of this. ”

The sound coming from the worm's mouth was like the wind blowing through a compact cave, with the characteristic reverberation of multiple vocal cords, but the tone was definitely not good, it raised its head, opened its mouth to the fullest, and was about to swoop down and swallow the masked man in front of it.

But as soon as it opened its mouth, a grenade exploded in its jaw, and the explosion knocked it over, and it was a little dizzy.

Zhang Jinyang shook the MM-1 grenade launcher in his hand like a ruffian: "A bug face, it's not a compound eye, bad review."

Brother over there, there won't be any diplomatic disputes to kill this guy, will it be a protest from an alien empire or something?"

Two black suits, one black and one white, the white man has a paralyzed face, and the black man looks like a hip-hop singer even in a formal suit, and as soon as he speaks, he looks even more like: "Man, although, I know you, Silver Bullet, I used to work as a New Yorktown police officer, and I only did this yesterday, and you came at the right time, didn't the others come? Who else is Spider-Man?"

The black-suit rapper burst out a long list of words as the bug shook his head, and he lifted the white man in the black suit who looked like he had gray hair, like helping an old man who had fallen on the side of the road.

The bug let out an angry hiss and lunged at the silver bullets, its huge body filling its entire field of vision, but three grenades exploded in turn on its face, chest, and stomach, blasting it farther away.

Zhang Jinyang looked at the black man who was tidying up his suit, and the expressionless old white man who was helped up: "Oh, you will put your whole life into it."

Who are you? This bad-tempered insect doesn't look like an envoy, I don't even know, these two big plates turned out to be flying saucers, and I've seen a lot of aliens.

But the skin of this insect is really hard, it's just slimy and disgusting, isn't there a better alien?"

The old white man not only had no expression on his face, but he also spoke without any sense of emotion, and he moved his hands and feet as if he was still going to make a big move: "Hold it back, don't let it get on that ship." ”

After saying that, he strode towards the bug, looking menacing.

But as soon as he took a step, he was firmly held in place by a hand on his shoulder: "What are you going to do, old man?"

He looked back and saw that the silver mask was standing behind him, the black jewel eyes on the mask were eerily reflected by the street lights and firelights of the scene, and behind the mask man, his partner looked at the mask man in shock with his mouth open, as if he had seen an alien for the first time.

The old man had the stubbornness peculiar to the elderly: "Go get my gun back, you have a good guy in your hand, but its power is too weak for a zerg, we need to break its belly, there is what we want." ”

With a wave of his hand, the silver mask pulled the old man, who knew at a glance that it was a piece of granite, into the arms of the black man behind him: "Hey, your guns are good, but the level of guns is rotten." ”

The insect in the distance had already stood up, and this time it did not pounce again, but moved its body cautiously, stepping back and forth on stilts, constantly changing its position, and constantly hissing in its mouth, I don't know if it was talking to itself.

Zhang Jinyang saw the cautiousness of the insects, a little strange, judging from the series of actions just now, the temper of this race should have always been bad, and he was about to swallow himself in one bite without thinking about it just now, what kind of psychological process is it now?