Extraterrestrial parasite

As if sensing Shen Lang's scrutinizing gaze, the man and woman turned around and collided with Shen Lang's gaze.

The woman's eyes were tenacious, and there was a hint of hatred in her eyes.

The man's eyes were extremely cold, as if he didn't care much about anything.

These two people are indeed very interesting. Just by their expressions, they are completely different from the other thirteen people.

Shen Lang looked away, his smile disappeared, he opened the car door and walked up, sitting in the driver's seat, started the car and drove forward.

"What do you think? Those people."

As if chatting on a daily basis, Shen Lang stared forward and asked Liu Helan in a very normal tone.

There was silence for a while, and just when Shen Lang thought Liu Helan would not answer anymore, she suddenly spoke slowly: "Not bad."

"Isn't it just good?"

Shen Lang asked back.

Liu Helan's facial expression did not change, and she fell into a state of speechlessness again.

"I don't know why the boss found such a team... I heard there are more than just this group, there are several groups."

Shen Lang shook his head slightly, saying that his impression of this team was not good. They were irritable, had a bad temper, and had all kinds of bad habits of mercenaries. Such people could really be used as security personnel or emergency responders. Action team? He expressed deep doubts.

But those two people in this team, a woman and an Asian? Well, they are a bit like Koreans. From them, Shen Lang's sensitive sixth sense made him alert. Don't dare to underestimate them like you did to those thirteen people.

Although those thirteen people also had the "smell" of blood and murder on their bodies, Shen Lang was not afraid at all. Let's not talk about the confrontation with hot weapons. Just seeing their movement patterns, Shen Lang was confident that he could kill four or five people in a few breaths and then get away.

But that man and woman... Shen Lang actually lost his previous confidence.

"What do you think of that woman and that man?"

Shen Lang did not mention his name. Liu Helan also knew who he was talking about.

"……very nice……"

After waiting for a while, Shen Lang heard Liu Helan's words. The wry smile immediately put out the mood to talk to her again. In his opinion, this woman probably had a mental problem, otherwise he would never have seen her smile in the few weeks they had been together. Even when they talk to each other on weekdays, they are mostly silent, and they barely manage to say a few words as a last resort.

It was already evening. Shen Lang and the others did not take a group of people back to the nursing home. Instead, they led the convoy into Las Vegas, found a hotel that had already been booked, and arranged the people first. At six o'clock in the morning the next day, we had breakfast. The convoy continued to set off, along the interstate highway, and entered the vast vast desert.

No blockage. There was no other traffic, so the Humvee moved forward at its maximum speed. Five hours later, the tower of the nursing home in the distance appeared in front of everyone.

Now there are two roads opened at the sanatorium, one is the original road to enter, and the other has a wooden sign saying "Danger No Advance" erected. In fact, it is a shortcut leading to the first floor of the underground laboratory.

"Okay, what the hell is this place?"

Black man chewing gum. Looking out the window at the woods: "Is this place on the map?"

His eyes turned around, then gradually widened, and he couldn't help but stop chewing gum in his mouth. Oh my God, what's going on?

There was clearly no road ahead, but a large mountain stone wall. As the convoy approached, the stone wall suddenly opened to both sides, revealing a dark hollow inside. Was that stone wall actually disguised?

Is this a US military base?

Not only the black man, but also the rest of his companions opened their mouths one after another and showed disbelief in their eyes.

The convoy did not stop because of the strangeness of this team. When the gate opened, it was still driving forward. When the gate opened halfway, it was just enough for the convoy to pass through.

Driving in, lights lit up on the top of the inside of the passage, illuminating the road ahead. After driving forward for about fifty meters, they turned a curve that climbed downwards, and the team unexpectedly arrived at an underground parking lot.

No, unlike ordinary underground parking lots, there are only a few cars parked here. Even if the incoming convoy is included, there are less than ten cars, leaving a large space for the rest. There are several gates in the distance, but I don’t know what they are used for.

If before, Ryan and others thought they were here to do something simple like bodyguards for some powerful man. Now seeing such a scene, even a fool knows that this is completely impossible. So what are the intentions and plans of the people who hired them here?

Ryan, who had never been afraid of death on the battlefield, felt uneasy for the first time.

"Chichi..."

After stopping the car, Shen Lang and Liu Helan got out of the car. Wang Rui waited there for a long time. When he saw that they had finally arrived, he walked forward and said impatiently: "Why are you so slow?"

"The time was just right, not a minute late."

He raised his wrist and looked at his watch. Shen Lang was neither in a hurry nor in a hurry.

However, his lack of haste made Wang Rui very unhappy. However, the positions between the two parties were the same, so he could only snort coldly, and then looked at the team that was getting off the car one after another.

"Hey, there's actually a nigger among the white guys?"

Since he was selected by Chen Yang and came here, Wang Rui has gained some power over time, and his horizons have broadened. He feels that the Americans who used to brag are nothing more than this. He actually doesn't think highly of these white people anymore and likes to call them contemptuous names. They are white ghost guys.

What's more, this team will probably be led by him in the future, and Wang Rui doesn't care anymore.

"Where's the boss?"

Shen Lang ignored Wang Rui's rude words and asked directly.

"The boss is busy with something, and he told us to take care of it here."

Wang Rui still didn't dare to make up Chen Yang's personal orders.

"Leave it to us... Where are the specific instructions?"

Shen Lang pondered for a moment.

"First explain the situation and prohibitions to them, then arrange accommodation, and then register everyone's fingerprints and names..."

"That's it."

Shen Lang said: "Who is coming?"

"...Who is coming?" Wang Rui didn't react for a moment.

"Are you going to do it or should I explain it to them?"

Shen Lang spread his hands.

"Of course I'll do it."

Wang Rui already regarded this team as his subordinates, how could he let Shen Lang, a guy he disliked, do the work for him.

"That's fine, you go ahead."

Shen Lang had an indifferent attitude towards this and moved out of the way so that Wang Rui could walk over.

Arriving in front of a group of noisy strong men, Wang Rui wanted to speak, but suddenly remembered his speaking problem. Yes, he has spent a lot of effort practicing his spoken English in the past few months and has a unique speaking environment. However, he still has quite a few problems when talking to Americans on a daily basis.

Generally speaking, when he speaks English, others may not be able to fully understand him even if they make a guess. Asking him to explain the situation at this time will undoubtedly only make a fool of himself.

Translator...well, Wang Rui could only pick up the phone, dial the number of the translator, and ask him to come down immediately.

As soon as he put down the phone, he saw Shen Lang standing aside and smiling, and he immediately became furious, feeling that the boy was deliberately watching his show. Fortunately, he was no longer the reckless little gangster he used to be. He suppressed his anger and turned to face Ryan and others.

Ryan and the others were standing there in confusion. Seeing an Asian man staring at them viciously, they couldn't help but turn their heads to look at Shen Lang and Liu Helan: "Hey, what are you bringing us here for?"...

Shen Lang folded his hands, as if he hadn't heard Ryan's question, and was looking at the ceiling in the distance, as if there was something wonderful there.

"What do these Asians want to do?"

asked the black man in Afrikaans.

"I don't know...Bia, let everyone be prepared for emergencies."

Just as Ryan finished speaking, he saw the "Shadow" who had been silent in the team walking out with a box and walking towards the opposite side.

"Fu, ck, Shadow, what do you want to do?"

Ryan was shocked. Although this "shadow" had only been in the team for a year, he already knew that this Asian didn't cause trouble. When he caused trouble, even he would be stunned and frightened, and hurriedly said hello.

"Shadow" ignored Ryan's scolding, came to a stop a few meters in front of Wang Rui, glanced around Wang Rui, Shen Lang, and Liu Helan, and said in weird Chinese: "Are you, nuns, Chinese?"

"Huh……"

His behavior of walking out of the team not only attracted the attention of the fourteen people behind him, but also smoothly moved the eyes of Shen Lang and three others to him.

"do you speak Chinese?"

Shen Lang frowned.

Shadow nodded: "I, a Korean, have lived in Qingdao, Shandong Province for five or five years...'first'."

"Korean?"

Before Shen Lang said these words, Wang Rui on the side snorted coldly: "Damn, you turn out to be a stick."

"Bang, son, not good."

Shadow shook his head, wondering if he realized the contempt in Wang Rui's mouth. He looked at the three of them with bright eyes: "The nuns, the nuns are very strong. I, I want to fight, fight..."

Wang Rui was confused: "What is this dog stick talking about?"

"Fight? You want to fight with us?"

Shen Lang simply switched to English and asked.

As soon as he spoke English, Shadow followed suit and said fluently in English: "Yes, you are very strong. Your walking pace is different from ordinary people. I watched it for a long time, and it was completely consistent, and the movements of your hands... you We are always on alert, but you are not soldiers, which is very strange."

"We're not going to fight you, we're your employer."

Shen Lang laughed dumbly and pointed at himself: "Do you understand, we have an employment relationship. Have you ever seen any mercenary attack his employer?"

"The reason why you hired us is not simple..."

Shadow said: "You are not asking us to be bodyguards, you are deceiving us."