Chapter 119 Turtle in the Sewer

Author: Zhu Bajie who pursues dreams

Chapter 119 Turtle in the Sewer

After a slight shaking, followed by a burst of weightlessness, the plane shot straight into the sky.

The eight first-class seats in four rows were not full. In addition to Tang Song and Fox, there were two bodyguards following the first-class cabin. As for the others, they went to business class and economy class.

Tang Song was half-lying on the first-class seat by the window, with a black eye mask on his face, and seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

In the Five Yin Bag, the tornado formed by the gathering of the Five Yin Black Evils became larger and larger. In the middle of the rolling tornado, the area of ​​the space expanded dozens of times.

A silver-gray shuttle-shaped spaceship filled the entire space, leaving only a little space at the corner of the tail fin.

The poor alien queen curled up as hard as she could, but even so, there were still piles of boxes above her body.

This spaceship is the engineer's biometal spacecraft at the base of the Antarctic Pyramid.

Although David is no longer an artificial man, he was not included in Tang and Song's plans.

After devouring enough flesh and blood, the restrictions in the Wuyin Bag were further improved, and the space inside was enough to accommodate an entire spaceship.

call!

The spiritual consciousness of Tang and Song Dynasty swept through the Wuyin bag, and his eyes stayed on the Alien Queen. As he thought, a thick Wuyin Black Demon dispersed a wisp of mist, which could easily contaminate the flying sword.

Over the Queen.

The alien queen, who was in a coma, didn't know that there was a wisp of the Five Yin Black Evil floating above her head that could turn flesh and blood creatures into dirty blood in an instant, and she still huddled up in a ball.

When the Tang and Song Dynasties looked at the Alien Queen, the Five Yin Black Demons did not immediately pounce on her.

After obtaining the engineer spacecraft, the black water in the spacecraft's culture chamber is enough to cultivate hundreds of alien queens.

The value of this alien queen is naturally greatly reduced.

The black mist floated above the Alien Queen's head for a while, and finally dissipated...

But ten birds in the forest are not as good as one in the hand.

The reason for Tang Song's hesitation was that although the value of this spaceship was high, it would probably take some time to produce results with the group of scientists under his command.

Given Professor Connors' level of biology, he would probably be able to understand this alien cultivation within a year and a half.

After all, with this alien queen in hand, the eggs she produced could temporarily meet the needs of the Tang and Song Dynasties.

There were silver-armored corpses refined by werewolves first, and Tang and Song wanted to try what they could refine with aliens.

If these ultimate predators cultivated by alien technology were parasitic in the body of a werewolf, what would happen to their genes? Could they jump further and be more powerful?

Vampires? Will these aliens also acquire the vulnerability of vampires to light after being parasitized?

If not.

Can we use alien genes to reversely compensate for the shortcomings of vampire genes and create a perfect "Sunwalker" in reverse?

In the dark world of New York, there are monsters called shapeshifters that can transform into the appearance of people they come into contact with. What will you get if you use them to breed and hatch aliens?

A shape-shifting alien?!

Not only that, one fish can eat many, and these aliens can also be used to refine weapons. Experiments in the Tang and Song Dynasties found that the spine beam running through the body of the aliens is suitable for refining some evil magic weapons.

While Tang Song was concentrating with his eyes closed, pondering over the hundreds of ways to cook the aliens, Fox sat on the seat next to him and looked through the pre-downloaded information on his tablet in boredom.

But unlike other women's hobbies, the pictures Fox slides are all related to firearms.

Some products are even conceptual products being developed by some military industrial companies.

Fox and Skye have a great relationship,

Skye is not only a super hacker himself, but also in charge of the Skynet information department under Tang and Song Dynasty, which has more than a dozen super hackers and computer experts.

There is also an artificial intelligence red queen.

As sisters, Skye has helped Fox get a lot of good stuff online.

Fox stretched out his hand and drew a small silver palm thunder pistol.

The next picture is a black sniper rifle nearly two meters long.

The picture not only shows the picture of this ultra-long sniper rifle, but also includes the parameters.

Effective range is 10,000 meters!

Fox's eyes lit up when he saw this range parameter.

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In the business class on the other side, the white guy looked at his black accomplice who was half lying on the seat, and looked uneasily at the front corridor.

"You don't have to wait. There is a special toilet in first class. You don't have a chance!"

The white guy's expression froze, and he slowly turned his head to look at his accomplice who had taken off his blindfold at some point.

"Hey Mickey, what do you mean, I don't understand!"

The white boy spread his hands with an innocent face and whispered.

The black man pulled down his blindfold, half-lying down, and whispered:

"That sapphire is worth at least two million pounds, maybe more!"

"You think so too," the white guy said excitedly: "I think it's worth at least three million!"

"So! You want to steal it while she is going to the toilet!" Although the black man's voice was soft, it was filled with sullenness.

"Have you ever thought about the consequences, Danny!

Do you think they would let it go after losing a priceless sapphire necklace?

In a confined space like an airplane, where do you think you can escape to?"

"I..." The white guy wanted to defend himself, raised his hand halfway, and finally put it down again, his lips trembling a little.

"When you get to New York, just buy a ticket and go back to London!"

The black man's words made the white boy feel like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and he almost jumped up.

"Hey, you want to get rid of me, no, Mickey, you can't do that!"

In desperation, the white guy yelled out loud.

This attracted many people in the business class to look at him. Several passengers who were sleeping with eye masks even took off their eye masks and cast angry and disgusted looks.

"Hey, it's just a commission on the business, I won't leave you behind! Sorry, everyone! I'm disturbing everyone..."

The black man lying on his back took off his seat belt, stood up and bowed slightly to everyone to explain.

After he explained, he pressed the white boy's head on his knees, leaned into his ear, and said viciously.

"Listen Danny, I'll give you one last chance. If you dare to act without authorization again, then after this order is over, you will get out of my team!"

"I promise, I promise I won't do it again!"

The white boy looked sideways and patted the black man's arm with his hand, telling him to let go of him.

After the white guy's repeated assurances, Mickey let go of him.

"Hurry up and sleep and be energetic. Ash is still waiting for us! When we arrive in New York, we have to visit the local boss!"

Mickey took off his blindfold without saying a word and continued to relax with his eyes closed.

The white guy curled his lips and took out a blindfold and put it on.

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The sewers in New York are large enough for four or five people to walk side by side, but the environment inside is difficult to describe.

This sewer seems to be because the subway station above it has long been abandoned.

There is still sewage flowing everywhere, and from time to time you can see a black mouse about the size of a kitten running around.

These black rats come in groups and are not afraid of humans. Their squeaking noises make this already dark sewer look even more terrifying.

Two dozen heavily armed soldiers were walking in the sewers,

The sound of combat boots hitting the water could be heard in the sewers. Even though they had deliberately slowed down their pace, the sound still echoed in the sewers.

"Can people live in a place like this?"

Frank walked beside Martin, and the rancid smell in the air reached the bottom of his nose.

Frank had seen homeless people sleeping on deck chairs on the street, but he never thought that people could live in the sewers.

"Sir, some sewers are relatively clean, and we have nowhere else to go!" Martin's miserable voice was full of helplessness about life.

If given a choice, who would want to live in a sewer?

"Don't worry, as long as you take us to the place, I will honor what I promised you!"

Ryan held a silver stabbing sword with an ebony handle in his hand. He glanced sideways at Martin and gave him reassurance.

"The newly built pier in New York's 7th District is short of a group of security guards responsible for internal inspections. The monthly salary is five thousand dollars. You can bring your friends with you!"
To be continued...