The Last Kabakans

The gunshots continued intermittently for more than ten seconds. Keller pressed against the alloy tripod and gestured to Keller who was hiding behind the sentinel robot.

"This...this...this...impossible...huh?" Little Curly stared blankly at the monitoring screen on the expansion screen, as if he hadn't realized what happened yet.

Gad shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, then looked at the expansion screen and said: "If you can be sure that this has nothing to do with your little girlfriend, I suggest you check the surveillance in the cargo hold."

The little curly seemed to really think of something, and there was something both surprising and complicated in his fleeting expression, which made Gad believe in his own judgment even more.

Before the mutated monster was locked into the dormant chamber and frozen at low temperature, Xiao Curly had already taken a sample for analysis, which proved that it was indeed the product of a genetic experiment, but the equipment was limited, so he couldn't do further research.

But those three egg-shaped objects, although there is no abnormality in preliminary tests, but who can guarantee that they will not undergo some unexpected changes after breaking away from the strange force field in the canyon?

After a short hesitation, Little Curly called out the surveillance camera of the warehouse in front of Gad.

Looking at it from a distance, I didn't find anything, but after the little curly hair pulled the monitoring screen in, I saw clearly that the black secret gate had been burnt to create a big black hole, and there seemed to be an unknown source hanging on it. Sticky liquid.

But the diameter of the hole is not that big, about fifty centimeters, not enough to let the genetically modified monster in and out.

"So you see, the situation is getting more and more complicated," Gad said to the stunned little curly hair, "At any rate, I can still negotiate terms, but they are not necessarily."

"is it?"

The door was pushed open with a creak, and the captain, Cape Town, strided in with a dark face, raised his hand and aimed the latest Gamma S99 at Gad's forehead.

He squinted at the little curly who was curled up in the chair, and was silent for a few seconds before ordering to recall Dahei and Keller outside the spaceship.

"Now we can negotiate terms!" He padded his index finger against the trigger, turned to Gad and said, "Two lives for two fuel clips, it's a sure-fire deal for you!"

The captain in front of him is at least five or sixty years old. The vicissitudes of life have already worn away his sharp edges and corners, and what has settled down is the glimmer of insight in his eyes.

Gad raised his eyebrows and glanced at the Gamma S99, he couldn't help but sneered and said, "But why do I feel a little bit at a loss?"

"You are not qualified to bargain with me," Cape Town reached out and took out the pale pink XBD thinner from his pocket, "Also, if you are willing to cooperate, your little boyfriend will suffer less! "

"puff--"

Gad glanced at the little curly hair lying on the experimental table, and couldn't help laughing out loud: "Little boyfriend? Mmmm, yes, it's my little boyfriend! You've really caught me!"

Curly, who was re-calibrating the sentinel robot program, tremblingly clicked the button. He didn't know what the captain was doing just now, and he didn't know what the two people would talk about next. He buried his head and put himself presence is reduced to a minimum.

"But it also depends on whether you have such skills!"

As Gad spoke, he kicked towards the opponent, Cape stepped back half a step and elbowed to block, then he grabbed the opponent's wrist to hold him back, and the other side was ready to grab the pale pink injection.

The hatch that was concealed was opened with a bang, and the first thing Dahei rushed in was to ask where Dai Bella had gone.

"What's the matter with those robots?" He asked while covering his forehead, dripping blood trickled out from between his fingers.

"Bang bang bang!"

The index finger resting on the trigger quickly pressed down, and the bullet flew through Gad's straight hair. Most of the glassware on the laboratory bench was instantly shattered, and various reagents were splashed everywhere.

The splashed broken glass scattered all over the floor, and the little curly hair saw that the situation was not good, so he bent down and got under the experimental table, and even fished a handful under the table, and took the K390 that Dai Bella had slipped into his hand.

Dahei at the door hastened to stop, ignoring the gunshot wound on his head. He raised the weapon hanging by his side and was about to shoot, but Keller had already pulled out two three-inch needle knives pinned to his waist, and pointed at him. Gad threw it out.

The needle-knife engraved with simple and simple patterns flashed dazzlingly, and flew towards Gad's neck amidst the subtle but sharp wind whistle.

Gad only had time to turn sideways slightly, and the needle knife pierced his collar close to the skin. After two crisp sounds, both of them were embedded in the opposite wall.

"Snapped!"

The injection fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. The pale pink liquid quickly oxidized and turned into a muddy yellow puddle.

As soon as Gad stabilized his figure, Dahei's machine gun fired along the floor, forcing him to retreat again and again.

"Hey, it's true!" He pulled the chair that the little curly hair was sitting on just now to block it, and raised his hand to stroke the hair that fell down on his forehead.

The cockpit was not spacious, and Dahei took a few steps forward with his weapon in hand, protecting the captain who was lying on the ground behind him.

Cape Town climbed up with Keller's arm, and patted Dahei's shoulder twice with the other hand.

"Catch the living." Cape Dun whispered next to Dahei's ear, and then quickly glanced at Keller beside him, as if he wanted him to get Joshua over.

If they really wanted to fight Gad head-on, this group of bounty hunters would certainly not be able to take advantage of it, but they had a bargaining chip in their hands and a reason to subdue him.

So when Keller turned around and strode away, and Gad frowned slightly, Cape Town still had an [-]/[-] chance of winning.

"Do you think that if you refuse to hand over the fuel clip, I will have nothing to do with you?" Capeton straightened the corner of his clothes, and said with some leisure, "Why make things so complicated, it can be a win-win situation, and you have to Force me to die!"

"Hehe, it's not certain who is forcing who!"

Gad fished out the little curly hair from under the test bench, and continued, "Why don't you guess, am I qualified to bargain with you now?"

The sharp knife was stuck on the small curly carotid artery, and with a little force, it could cut through the thin layer of skin and cut off the throbbing blood vessel.

Cape Town remembered clearly that the baron had indeed taken the knife before the stabbing, but now it returned to Gad.

Then everything is already obvious.

Gad held the lives of at least four people: the missing baron, the little curly in front of him, and Debella who probably had colluded with the little curly, and the one who was rushing to the tail wing without knowing anything about it. Keller.

The K390 was not even a decoration in Xiao Curly's hands, because he was suddenly grabbed by the collar and pulled out, and he fired two shots in the direction of Dahei and Cape Town in a panic. .

The first bullet "clanged" and hit a string of sparks on the metal floor less than two centimeters away from the big black feet.

He raised his leg suddenly, and just dodged the bouncing bullet, the second bullet flew towards his crotch again.

There was a chill on his back, and he quickly jumped and moved a few steps to the side.

His luck today is indeed not very good. Outside the spaceship, the out-of-control sentinel robot just killed him.

Unexpectedly, this researcher, who usually can't even move his tongue clearly, fired a gun for the first time today, and even the gun couldn't get through him.

"Give it to me!" Gad pushed the little curly hair into the chair, glanced at the big black that was still hanging on Cape Town, and shook his head helplessly.

Out of consideration for the personal safety of everyone present, Gad leaned over and said in a very gentlemanly tone, "An excellent researcher should not have blood on his hands—no matter what the reason is!"

It is estimated that the little curly hair was also frightened by the sudden gunshot, and the other party just hooked his finger lightly, and then fished the K390 out of his hand.

"Yes... yes... sorry... I... I..."

Little Curly felt that he was a little sorry for Dahei, and wanted to apologize, but felt that the scene was very embarrassing, so he buried his head, not daring to look directly at the two people in front of him.

Cape Town stood diagonally opposite with his arms covered, his face dark and gloomy. Dahei wiped away the blood mixed with cold sweat as if nothing had happened, and then returned to his original position with his weapon in his hand.

Gad threw the K390 far away, and after confirming that Little Curly would not get it again, he said: "Compared to this, the situation you are in now is much more difficult. Not too much."

"Those three monsters that hatched from their eggs must be very hungry now, but you don't know what to feed them, and they are crawling around in this spaceship dragging highly corrosive saliva," he said. Said, "Even if you get the fuel clips and drive a battered spaceship, you probably won't be able to leave this planet."

The author has something to say: Dahei: Wow, it's dangerous!

Cape Town: …………

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