The Battle of New York, the first blatant alien invasion in the 21st century.

Because of the existence of a group of superheroes, the earth was protected under the minions of aliens.

Trent drove past the subway station, the windows were lowered, and he took off his sunglasses and looked at the relief portraits of the superheroes on the subway station.

"Soon, there will be me"

He put back his sunglasses, rolled up the window, and continued on his way.

After a phone call, Trent arrived at the agreed location.

The spacious park, which was covered with park benches by a heavy snowfall last night, has become a kingdom of ice and snow that few people visit.

Trent stood in front of the bench and took out a box of cigarettes from his jacket, which he took in his mouth and lit one.

The index and middle fingers were somewhat unfamiliar with the cigarette, but soon, the familiarity buried in his distant memories returned.

He secretly learned to smoke in high school, and wanted to become extraordinary, if not an idol student, at least a bad boy, but his father found out about the smell of cigarettes on his body and beat him up.

The two cigarettes were very far apart, but Trent felt the smoke swallowing into his throat and felt the smoke circulate in his lungs, and his brain came up with a clear answer.

The feeling of smoking twice is completely different, in high school he wanted to be different, pretending to be mature, and now he is really mature.

A cigarette quickly bottoms out.

The hot soot fell on the bench, leaving a shallow trail on the snow on the bench.

"I didn't know you could smoke yet"

The voice came from behind, and Trent flicked his fingers, and the cigarette butt flew into the snow, leaving only a trace of white smoke into the air.

The man he was waiting for had arrived!

……

The black suitcase fell on the snowy bench, which was very heavy, and with a gentle drag, the snow on the bench was swept away.

The visitor was wrapped in a black trench coat with a wide brim, covering most of his face.

"Trent, I'm not kidding, this thing is not ordinary, you can afford it as a little police officer?"

There was a teasing voice in his voice: "Do you know how much it cost me to do this? ”

Trent's breath was a little short, and he pretended to be calm: "Do you know superheroes?" ”

"Of course you know, how? Don't tell me you're going to be a superhero too," said with a smile: "I haven't heard that superheroes will borrow things from others." ”

"Of course I'm not that naïve" Trent's face twitched slightly, and he took a deep breath, he said to himself: When I take down that bastard, you'll know.

I just heard the other party continue: "I don't care what you plan to do with this thing, whether it's playing superhero games, robbing a bank, framing it and hanging it in the living room, I want to see the money." ”

"Well, let me take a look at things first," Tren nodded.

The other party gently flicked the combination lock on the black leather box with his right hand, and complained: "Our boss has a relationship with S.H.I.E.L.D., and it took us a lot of effort to recycle those waste products some time ago. ”

"I stole this one, and if the boss finds out, I'm definitely dead."

Trent knows who the other party's boss is, Adrian Toombs, who is also in a deadly business.

The box opens.

It's a gun, with an adult's thigh-thick, no magazine, and a very exaggerated shape, and you can't see the slightest technological design that belongs to the earth.

This thing was brought by the aliens who fell from the sky during the Great Battle of New York a few months ago.

He also happened to catch a glimpse on the Internet, one shot is better than a tank and a cannon, if he gets this thing, he can run rampant in this city.

Trent stretched out his hand excitedly, as long as he had this thing, even if he was a super criminal, he would dare to do it.

Syllable!

The other reached out and slapped Trent's hand away.

"Don't mess around, this thing is fine, if you shoot a shot, I can guarantee that the FBI and S.H.I.E.L.D. will find the two of us tomorrow."

"How do you use it?" Trent Ann asked with a sigh of relief.

"Reach in, there's a button in there." The other party introduced, but hesitated: "Trent, you are an ordinary little police officer, what's the use of asking for this thing?" ”

Police, with guns. In an ordinary world without supercriminals and superheroes, a gun is the right to speak, and he really can't figure out why Trent wants an alien weapon.

Seeing that Trent didn't want to answer himself, the man said, "What about the money?" You see things, I want to see money. ”

"How do I know if you're cheating on me? I'm going to give it a try. ”

"Then don't talk" I didn't expect the other party to be a decisive person.

Money, Trent can't get it.

Although this gun is an alien weapon, it will be pursued by various organizations as long as it appears, which is a big trouble, but given its power, the price is still surprisingly high, and countless people want to buy it.

If you dismantle the research, you can also make a lot of money.

If it weren't for Trent's acquaintance with the small employees in the "garbage recycling company" through the identity of a small police officer, and the other party suddenly got a weapon, he couldn't find a market for a while, and he was like a hot potato in his hand, otherwise this weapon would never have been Trent's turn as a mediocre little police officer.

"You can't sell this" Trent decided to take a hard time, he didn't expect to run into difficulties at the first step of the operation, not everyone is Tony Stark, and he can just blow up a multi-million dollar steel suit and watch the fireworks.

"Wait, I have a phone"

The other party interrupted Trent and answered the phone: "Boss, is it...... What the? Right now? I'll be right back. ”

After only listening to a word, Trent was still sure that he had won the game.

Seeing the other party hang up the phone, he said: "This thing is in your hands, it's like a time bomb, and it's not that I won't give you money, but I haven't got it back yet." ”

"Alas! Take it, if you don't give me the money, don't blame me for going directly to the FBI to report you when the time comes. ”

Possession of alien weapons is legally unconvictable, but no matter how you think about it, you will not let such a person continue to live well.

"Don't worry," Trent quickly returned to the car with a black suitcase.

Despite some twists and turns, the most crucial thing was obtained.

Next, it's time to find that bastard in a green suit and catch him!

……

Bang, the iron door was smashed with rubber sticks.

"Professor Connors, there's a prison visit"

In the cubicle, a middle-aged man holding his head in contemplation suddenly raised his head.

Professor Connors, dragging heavy chains and following the guards, met a familiar man. Professor Connors remembers the other man, a very mediocre police officer.

He was in charge of the case when his schoolgirl was kidnapped.

That was also the beginning of everything, and it was at that time that he met Li Zu and fell into such a fate.

"If you want to ask something, hurry up, it's not good to be found out from above, I'll go smoke a cigarette." The guard gave a few words to the visitor, then turned and left.

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