Text - Chapter 891: Key Point

Chapter 891: Key Point

Translator: Sean88888 Editor: TheAlliance

The Men in Black arrived at the scene shortly. They took a casual look around the place and immediately identified the matter as an in-fight between aliens. These kinds of things were pretty ordinary for them.

They routinely gathered the people together, brainwashed them, erased their memory, and quickly left. Soon, the tension and fear of the crowd dissipated and they resumed their bustling harmony.

Sheyan watched all this from a place not too far away.

After the previous break, followed by watching an intense battle, his mental fatigue had almost fully recovered. He put aside the impatience and uneasiness in him and began to think of his problem from the perspective of a bystander. Like grinding soybeans with a crush-stone mill in olden times, he unhurriedly pushed the mill to slowly squeeze out the essence of the beans one drop at a time.

'Maybe I had been thinking of the problem in a wrong way from the very beginning.'

Sheyan suddenly gained a bit of enlightenment:

'The realm would never give impossible missions, otherwise it would contradict its intention of evolution. If I think of it this way....'

After reaching this line of thought, Sheyan absentmindedly cut into the steak in front of him, smashed it in black pepper, and gulped it down it.

'That means I should have a chance to win. And more importantly, this time I have to break through the boundary to become a Growth-Hunter while participating in the Bloody World mission at the same time. This combination will no doubt increase the difficulty! Among the 12 participants, I am obviously also the weakest as a reserve-duty Growth-Hunter. Logically thinking, the realm should give me preferential treatment in some areas. Otherwise, wouldn't they just be sending me here to die?'

Sheyan began getting excited as he drank a sip of his lemon juice.

'Yes, let me think about it. If the realm wanted to give me preferential treatment to reduce the difficulty, then it should arrange for me to experience the Pirates of the Caribbean world. Or - is it possible that the realm believes the Men in Black world is even more advantageous to me than the Pirates of the Caribbean world!!!??'

'It must be! If my inference is true, then .... Is the key to breaking the deadlock, somewhere around here?? Yes, I remember now, I've already found the most crucial thing, I've found the thread to unravel the mystery!'

The more Sheyan thought about it, the more excited he became. He slammed his table and stood up in excitement. The steak sauce, mushroom cream soup, salad, and other food on his table splashed everywhere, to the misfortune of the gentleman sitting in the table in front of him. Sheyan hurriedly threw a stack of banknotes on the table to stuff the waiter's complaint back inside his mouth, then jumped back into his car. He said eagerly to Mr. Jinkuang:

"My friend, I have some questions I need to ask your new pet."

"The poor child is still recuperating. You will kill him if you wake him up!" said Jinkuang righteously.

Sheyan threw a large-sized New Orleans Roasted Chicken Burger at him:

"I've already paid for that. It comes with a free large coke but you have to go retrieve it from the counter. If you don't hurry someone might take your coke....hey, where is he?"

Blame not Jinkuang for running so fast, blame the word "free" for being too attractive.

And so, Sheyan successfully grabbed the stubborn Ritz out. Facing his obstinate attitude, Sheyan splashed some ketchup that came with his fries on Ritz's head. The pathetic alien finally gave in.

"Fine! Fine! I'll talk! I know another alien called Jack. He has a pawn shop on 41st Avenue, and helps the earthling gangsters fence stolen goods on the side. He finds it exciting. But I heard he has a lot of connections and will do other business as well. "

"Jack...." Sheyan recalled that name. This guy had some scenes in the original plot. The most impressive thing about him was his head. After being shot by the special gun of Agent K, it could swiftly grow back like an inflatable ball. Sheyan seemed to remember that he also sold some illegal alien weapons to make huge profits.

"Good. Let's pay him a visit," Sheyan jumped onto the driver's seat and started the engine. He slammed the throttle hard, but at this time, a notification from the nightmare imprint startled him!

[Warning. Warning. A participant tried to get involved in a dispute between the Men in Black and the aliens, but was killed as a result. His invitation letter is currently being held by an insectoid alien. In the next Blood Sense, the insectoid alien holding the invitation letter will be marked.]

Sheyan took a deep breath:

"Freaking hell. This world isn't as simple as I thought! These guys are strong enough to threaten our lives!"

Even though the news made Sheyan hesitate for a moment, he still decided to go to Jack's shop according to the information provided by Ritz.

The shop was in a very good location, occupying the middle of a crossroad. Even though the shop was in one of those red-bricked 6 storey buildings, the glittering decorations and railings that had undergone careful renovation and cleaning definitely added to the store's charm. Therefore, if a customer was not careful, it was easy to neglect the termite holes and ragged ceiling behind the door.

The store wasn't that big. There's a family atmospheres to the decoration. The scattered but orderly chairs could make guests feel warm. On one of the wall were some second-hand, old-fashioned guitars of different styles. On another wall were old-fashioned phonographs, black-and-white TVs, etc. All these things were, without exception, covered in dust.

When Sheyan entered the store, the owner, Mr. Jack, was working hard to sell his goods – a large list of Rolex gold watches – to a customer. These stolen goods seemed to be the main source of revenue for the store. Every corner of the store was old and outdated. The only modern part in the store was the spiral-shaped lampshade of the table lamp. In fact, the shape of the lampshade was very similar to the shape of Jack's hometown nebula.

As soon as Sheyan walked in, he told Jack:

"Show me the imports."

Jack was a thin, middle-aged man with a big nose. A greenish stubble seemed to have taken root on his face. His eyes showed a confused look as he said:

"I'm sorry, sir. I don't understand what you're talking about. All my imported goods are on the counter."

Sheyan shrugged:

"Why is the skill that all aliens learn best after coming to Earth, is to tell lies?"

The other customer, who was picking a watch, looked up at Sheyan in confusion, then looked at Jack in confusion as well. He felt a bad premonition so he immediately pushed the door open and walked away. Jack's face instantly turned ugly. He pointed to the door and shouted at Sheyan:

"Out! Now!"

Sheyan's eyes flashed a cold gleam as he slammed his feet on the wooden floor. When the splinters scattered, he was already rushing out. He proceeded to grab Jack's left hand that was moving towards the alarm trigger below the counter.

But then, a weird thing happened. Jack's eyes turned a deathly white as his pupils disappeared completely. The hand grabbed by Sheyan didn't feel like a hand anymore, but more like a hollow rubber glove. It was so slippery that it was about to slip out of Sheyan's grip!

Sheyan instinctive tightened his grip to hold on to Jack's hand with all his strength. Jack released a weird scream and thrusted his knee towards the counter.

Sheyan was perplexed at what he was doing. Who would have thought that the foot would fold over in a strange way like the shin part was boneless, and slammed onto Sheyan's groin with a bang.

Senyan's expression instantly turned ugly, and he staggered back a few steps. Even though he was a contestant, taking a hit to his fatal area still felt absolutely terrible. Jack's issued a condescending snort and showed Sheyan a bloodshot smile. The skin all over his body squirmed as he lifted his hand and flung it towards Sheyan. His arm suddenly stretched, becoming 3 metres long, and his fist landed squarely on Sheyan's face.

Sheyan once again staggered back a few steps, this time holding his nose. Jack's arm had already shrunk back. He was like a rubber man - his hands and feet could extend to incredible length, and he could attack from an incredible distance. It was very difficult for normal attacks to cause damage to his body.

After forcing Sheyan back with a punch, Jack took out a gun, aimed at Sheyan, and pulled on the trigger with force! A hot bullet shot forward!

Jack could never have imagined that the human in front would use his hand to block the bullet. Sheyan covered his face with his hand and the bullet hit him on the elbow. However, the bullet only got halfway in before it bounced off.

Jack also could never have imagined that the man could actually protect himself in time after the shot was released. Not only did the reaction speed of his reflex and his body surpass ordinary humans, they were even comparable to some alien races.

A hint of fear appeared in his eyes. When he saw Sheyan approaching once more, Jack hastily kicked out. His leg crossed the distance of three to four meters in the blink of an eye. He obviously wanted to kick Sheyan away, but Sheyan ate his kick. A faint blue glow appeared in Sheyan's palm. With '+7 West', Sheyan chopped off Jack's elongated leg.

Sheyan had planned for this slash for a long time. He found that his fists and kicks could not cause any significant damage to Jack, so he immediately thought of a change in weapon! He was also unwilling to drag the fight on for too long because it would affect his subsequent plan.