Alien Office

This day I just got sick and Qin Que was about to go home happily. Liang Rui arrested me to sort out the task materials for the first half of the year. I said with a sad face that my father was waiting for me to go back to eat. But I have to work overtime.

I stayed to organize the materials in pain, and it was already eight o'clock in the evening after everything was finished.

"Supper, I need supper!" I rolled on the ground, crying like a little kid.

My boss rewarded me with a throwing knife, then grabbed my collar and threw me out the door.

This black-hearted profiteer who exploits child labor.

I walked home full of anger, the bus was gone, and walking home was too dangerous for a ten-year-old girl like me.

The road is quiet, sometimes one or two cars pass by, I step on the zebra crossing, trying to step on the white line with every step, suddenly a truck comes around the corner, I stride forward, waiting for the driver to find the road A child is crossing the road.

As a result... the car came into close contact with me, and I was instantly knocked out, lying on the ground watching the starry sky, and it took me a few seconds to realize what had happened.

Damn, ketchup all over your face.My face looks like a pancake covered with ketchup, or a tomato that has been squashed flat, which is not attractive anyway.

I jumped up angrily, rushed to the glass of the driver's seat and smashed the glass with a bloody fist. The driver looked dumbfounded, his mouth reeking of alcohol could only make the sound of whistling and drinking.I grabbed his collar and roared: "Say, it's private or did I tear you up?!"

The driver looked at my deformed face and bloody wrist, rolled his eyes and passed out.

Phew, humans.

I kicked the car door and took out his wallet to find some mental damages for myself, only to find that there was still a dollar and a quarter in the wallet. Damn it, what happened to that nickel?

I was very annoyed that I didn't even get reimbursed for medical expenses. The direct expression was that I wrote a line on the car glass with my bloody claws: Iwillbeback!

Then I climbed out of the driver's seat contentedly, wiped the ketchup on my face and continued home.

"Little sister, do you need me to take you to the hospital?" A car stopped on the side of the road for a while, I thought there was no one in it, but when I passed by, the window suddenly came down, and the man in the driver's seat looked like a man. His face is as pale as a vampire, but when he smiles, he has a kind of gentleness that easily impresses females.

But I'm not a female, I'm a shemale.

I looked at the brand name of the car, good guy, rich man, I hate rich man the most in my life.The man in the driver's seat smiled and handed me a handkerchief: "Wipe it, it's all blood."

I showed a bloody smile, stretched out my elongated tongue to lick off the remaining blood on my face, and then smacked my lips: "I like this."

Unmoved, he just smiled.

"Who are you?" After probing, I determined that this guy is not human, at least not ordinary human.

"That question should be asked of you, dear lady," he replied.

I shrugged: "Sorry, I'm a man."

The way he looked at me changed: "A rare species, a pseudomorphic creature?"

I restored my face to its pre-disfigurement appearance, then raised my eyebrows and asked, "What about you?"

"My name can't be pronounced with human vocal cords, but in my hometown, the name means the wind of freedom. You can call me Lal." Lal said to me.

This name is so pretentious that I couldn't help but start sniffing boogers in front of this rich man, although there is really no secretion in my nasal cavity, but the purpose is to disgust him: "Good evening, Mr. Lal. "

"Dadadilla or Slem?" he asked me, turning a blind eye to my indecent behavior.

I looked at him unkindly.

"Only the pseudomorphic creatures on these two planets have such a perfect and quick transformation ability. But the Slem star has been listed as an endangered species in the universe. You should be a Dadadilla star?" He guessed.

"Unfortunately, I'm really an endangered species," I said with a shrug.

He looked at me with some doubts: "Childhood? No... your abilities are incomplete, and your energy fluctuations are not right."

I looked at him in the same confusion: "I'm good at transforming, is there a problem?"

He looked at me for a long time, and then said clearly: "Understood, you are a split body, an incomplete Slem star."

"What do you mean?" For the first time, I knew that there was a problem with my ability, and no one had ever told me.

"Your personality doesn't have the inherent brutality and hostility of a Slem star, otherwise the driver would have been dead." He smiled, "The mutant Slem star, would you like to talk to me? "

I sneered: "Sir, please show your earth visa, I suspect you are a stowaway."

I have reason to be so skeptical. I have seen photos of all the extraterrestrial creatures registered in City H, but there is no such man.

He tried to avoid the question with a smile.Unfortunately, the guy standing in front of him was a hooligan, so I put one hand on the roof of the car and asked in a playboy tone: "Perhaps, you would rather have an evening date with me at the Alien Office in H City? "

He obviously declined my suggestion, smiling and shaking his head like a true lady.

The mobile phone on my body rang, I picked up the phone, and Qin Que on the other end asked me: "Where are you?"

I pouted: "Chaqin?"

"... If you are still in the flower shop, I will pick you up. It is too late and there is no bus."

I didn't expect this guy to be quite conscientious.

"Okay, I'll wait for you at intersection No. [-], hurry up, or I will be abducted by the strange uncle, he looks at me like he wants to kidnap me home." I hung up the phone, smiling Looking at Lal with a non-smile.

Lal didn't stop me from answering the phone from the beginning to the end, and even waited for me to finish the call in a gentlemanly way before speaking: "I didn't even know that the body of this host is already considered an uncle in the eyes of people on earth."

I smiled: "All the guys who try to lure Lori are blamed on Uncle, well, maybe Auntie is also blamed."

I bet he must not have installed the upgrade patch of the universe's latest 2.0 all-species language chip, because he obviously doesn't know what Lori means, this alien who has no common sense of the earth.

A few figures came towards me, but I didn't look back, but that didn't mean I couldn't see the scene behind me.

One of the women with big buttocks and big breasts squeezed away from where I was standing.

"It's almost time?" Lal asked, looking at his watch.

The woman nodded, opened the door of the passenger seat and got into the car, and several other men also opened the rear door and got into the car.

That woman didn't seem to see me from the beginning to the end. The beauty's eyes really have the function of filtering out women who are not as good as her. Maybe my bust is not big enough.

"See you next time, cute mimic." Lal smiled at me, and then closed the car window.The car started and quickly disappeared from my sight.

I touched my nose, weighed it, and sent a text message to Liang Rui, telling him that I found a (maybe a group) smuggling extraterrestrial creature, and sent the license plate number along the way.He didn't reply to my text messages, probably because he turned off his mobile phone and was concentrating on doing evening exercises that are good for physical and mental health.

Five minutes later, Qin Que arrived. I stood by the side of the road and waved to him. The car stopped right beside me, and Qin Que opened the door.

I got into the car and looked back. The van was still parked there, and the driver probably hadn't woken up yet.I imagined his reaction when he woke up and found the bloody book on the car window.If he knows English, that's the best. If he doesn't, he can imagine how a bloody ghost dances and draws symbols on the car window.

Drunk driving or something, hum.