the end of the heavens

The main god is very lazy, and the background of the world is copied as it is. If you encounter familiar people or things, it is likely to be involved in the plot.

"A blind cat can run into a dead mouse, so should I..."

"Dead mice don't taste good!"

Suddenly a voice sounded, Russell stood up and looked at the newspaper stand beside him, a white man with pale skin, bulging eyes, and long damp hair hanging down, sitting in the newsstand like a dead man.

"You just said that dead rats don't taste good?" Russell smiled and looked at the man...the Shar Pei next to him.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

"Stop pretending, I know it's you talking."

Russell raised his hand and grabbed the dog's neck: "Oh, look carefully, it's not a dog!"

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Click!

Russell pulled out the Sand Eagle: "I'll give you a chance to reorganize the language, or I'll blow your head off."

the end of the heavens

Chapter 882 Milky Way in Orion

With a black gun pointed at his forehead, even a tough guy would be cowardly, let alone a dog.

Well, an alien disguised as a pug.

"Well, I said it. The taste of dead mice is indeed bad, but I want to emphasize one point. I'm just talking about it, and I haven't really eaten it."

The dog uttered human words, blah blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

"Tell me, what happened recently?"

It is inappropriate to have a conversation with a dog on the street, and it is easy to be regarded as a neuropathy. Russell carried it to the side alley and confirmed: "Alien, say your name first."

Under the threat of gunpoint, Pug talked one after another, with a very sincere attitude: "Frank, this is my name on earth, I have other names, and more girlfriends, for example"

Under telepathy, Frank, who was talking a lot of nonsense, shut his mouth tightly. Under Russell's inquiry, he introduced the current world background and the current timeline.

Men in Black Cinematic Universe Plot.

There is a secret organization called men in black on the earth, which can also be called by ib, interstellar men, and black super special police team. They secretly protect the earth and deal with various alien incidents.

The men in black are a group of anonymous people with no past, no files, and only their own code name.

They live in two worlds with ordinary people, and they are elites in human society. Because of the particularity of their identities and jobs, in order to protect the earth from threats and let ordinary people live carefree and happy, they cannot communicate with the outside world. Its own existence will also be erased.

To put it simply, they are a group of unknown heroes who keep all their actions secret and are active behind the world that normal people cannot see.

It doesn't matter if you see it, just flash it and forget it!

The same is true for the men in black. When they retire, their memories will be erased, and new memories will be reimplanted, and they will live as ordinary people.

"No wonder the two idiots haven't collected any information. The man in black has no identity, no witnesses, and won't appear on the news. It's really hard to find."

Russell rubbed her chin, Supergirl stayed up late tonight and worked overtime, looking for clues in the news, ninety-eight times out of ten it would be a waste of time.

In order to take care of women's self-esteem, Russell is not going to remind them, after all, he found it after a short walk, and the two idiots have been busy for a week

Too cruel to be honest!

Russell believed that they could do it. The man in black couldn't be found, and the news about aliens was completely fine. As long as they read more lace and gossip news, they would definitely find some clues.

So, go ahead and stay up late!

I heard that staying up late is bad for your health, hair loss and wrinkles, that's really interesting.

He asked Flack to use his specialty, that is, its dog nose, to find the nearest man in black.

From the information Frank told, Russell judged that this is the plot of the movie Men in Black 1. The reason is very simple. The greatest agent in the history of Men in Black and the most famous human being in the universe, Agent K is still active. Did not retire midway.

And his successor, the agent code-named j, is unknown, at least Frank has never heard of it.

"It's too early, if you don't meet H, Agent Hammer God and Agent Nvwu Shinhwa come back, I remember that whoever wants to be an agent."

Frank led the way with his short legs, and Russell followed behind, walking through several streets one by one, and finally arrived at the destination.

A branch line on the edge of a main road, with commercial office buildings on the left and right sides, is a very ordinary branch road, but the morgue notice board on the side makes Russell thoughtful.

At this moment, the side door of the morgue was pushed open, and two men in black walked out side by side.

"K, how about leaving the clear memory to me in the future?"

"With me here, don't even think about it."

"But you were so rough, do you remember how many times you flashed? You'll burn the coroner's head!"

"She needs new memories, and I know she's beautiful, but you're not going to get results, stop thinking about it."

"You are slandering me, I have no idea about her!"

"Can keep staring at the coroner's legs."

"Well, I suspect she's an alien, as long-legged stars are."

The combination of an old and a young is a very familiar face to Russell, especially the young one, he has seen it in the worlds of Public Enemy and I Am Legend.

Russell didn't take the initiative to say hello, too enthusiastic will attract unnecessary attention, and he is an outsider without identity, he will be regarded as a smuggled alien.

"Hey, K! It's me, Frank, still up from get off work this late?"

Under Russell's silent gaze, the pug took the initiative to say hello. God knows how it did it. It was obviously controlled by telepathy, but it couldn't stop talking.

"Frank, why are you here?"

K frowned and looked at Russell: "Who is he, with you?"

"No, I don't know him, probably a passer-by!" Russell deleted Frank's memory in time, and the latter completely forgot what happened just now.

Hearing Frank's answer, K sighed, took out his sunglasses from his pocket, put them on, and stood in front of Russell with a smile on his face: "Hi, sir, it's not the dog talking, but my colleague practicing ventriloquist. "

As he spoke, K patted the rookie Agent J who hurriedly put on his sunglasses beside him.

"???"

With a black question mark face, he came to his senses after two seconds: "That's right, I'm practicing ventriloquism, it has nothing to do with dogs, and there are no aliens here."