He lives on another planet and is majoring in Earth Science.

Fatty opened the car door.

“Let’s go back to our hometown, there’s a recording studio there, I’ll show you some hot shit.”

"That would be great."

Just as Li Ji took a step, he heard a gunshot.

"Bam—"

Everyone immediately bent down.

The fat man gritted his teeth and pulled a pistol from his crotch.

"God damn it! Those cripples are here again, get cover!"

The group quickly hid behind the car, while gunshots rang out incessantly behind them.

Fatty and his gang had their heads down on one side, while firing wildly with their guns raised on the other, completely ignoring where the enemy was.

Dailulu and the others stood upright, with their hands on their lower backs and their necks slightly tilted forward.

What are you guys doing?

"Watching the fun, meow!"

"What are you looking at? Are you out of your mind?"

The fat man quickly pulled them down.

Where are your guns?

Dailu shook her head.

Li Ji: "No."

Shark Baby made a gun shape with her hand: "piapia!"

"I'm really fed up with you guys. Stay here and don't show yourselves. God damn! How did the Cripples know I was here?"

Through the edge of the car hood, Lee looked at the black men shooting in the distance. Among them was a scantily clad young woman who seemed to be the one Bonnie had just flirted with.

He told the fat man about it.

After hearing this, Fatty exposed himself and punched Bonnie twice.

"You damn ass, why did you go and mess with that cripple's chickens?"

Bonnie clutched her shoulder and said aggrievedly, "Because she's a prostitute."

“biabiabia~”

Bullets kept coming, forcing them to lie even lower.

The fat man fired another shot randomly: "When are the reinforcements coming?"

"Boss, look, that car looks so familiar!"

A black SUV drove up from the other side of the bridge.

A glimmer of hope arose in everyone's hearts: reinforcements had arrived, and there was hope.

Eight or nine black men got out of the car, pulled out pistols from their crotches, and started shooting at them.

"God damn! It's an enemy vehicle! No wonder it looked familiar!"

Several people hid in the corner formed by the abandoned oil tanks and cars, barely managing to avoid being shot.

Bonnie called out, holding up her phone, "Boss, there's a message from home."

"Read it quickly!"

"I can't read!"

The fat man, clutching his head, fired a few shots with a "biabiabia" sound: "Then let's read it aloud!"

Amidst the gunfire and street brawl, a familiar yet mechanical AI female voice rang out.

"God! We're in trouble, my nigger! The cops raided our apartment and caught us packing up our goods. We've all been taken away! Help, my nigger!"

The fat man cursed, "God damn it! These idiots messed up at the crucial moment, how are we supposed to survive?"

Shark squatted down beside him, looking at him with clear, watery eyes: "We can call the police. If you're in trouble, go to the police."

The fat man bared his teeth and brandished his claws: "WTF! We're gang members! How can you call the police? Don't you have any dignity? How are we supposed to explain this to the cops? Oh, sir, someone's trying to take our territory, can you help us?"

"That's good, you'll say that in a moment."

"roll!"

Delulu squatted down beside her and asked in the same clear yet silly voice, "So you don't call the police when you lose your things, meow?"

"I'll say it again, I'm a gangster. I'm the one who makes others lose things, I don't lose things myself."

"That's such a shame, meow."

"What's there to regret?!" *Da da da da da—*

A series of bullets fired at high speed, hitting the car, the wall, and the oil drum, leaving deep and shallow bullet marks.

Through the gap in the oil drum, Li Ji could see that the other person was holding a submachine gun.

The fat man, using a Mickey Mouse voice, yelled, "You have no sportsmanship! Use your submachine guns!"

"Boss, your voice has no power at all."

The fat man leaned against the car and began to make the sign of the cross: "God bless, God bless."

He opened his eyes and looked at the four newcomers in front of him. Each of them had a calm expression, as if the gunfight had nothing to do with them.

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

Shark Baby looked at the other person with her innocent, big eyes: "Will I die?"

“What a fine kid, how come he’s an idiot? There are thirty or forty people on the other side, and we only have 1, 2, 3, 9. Oh dear, that’s all the people we have, and we only have 1, 2, 3, 9 guns. Oh dear, we have fewer guns than people. If you lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, you might be able to get away with it.”

"Not interested, meow."

Dailulu stood up and stretched.

"You're going to die!"

The bullet grazed past Delulu's arched waist as if she had easily dodged it.

Seeing this, the enemy pointed their guns at Delulu and unleashed a hail of bullets.

Li Ji stood up and shielded her, while all the bullets hit him.

"Hey, you could at least have dodged it a little."

"You are hurt!"

Fatty quickly pulled Li Ji over, only to see that there were more than a dozen bullets embedded in his chest.

Fatty hugged Li Ji, tears welling in his eyes: "Good brother, I will take good care of your family."

Li Ji shoved him away, saying, "What are you taking care of?!"

The bullets clattered to the ground, but Li Ji's chest was unharmed, with only a hole in his clothes.

Fatty and the others were dumbfounded.

"How did you do that? The bullet was clearly—"

"Never mind that. Are all these people from the crippled gang?"

"Yes."

"So, they're all criminals with blood on their hands?"

"Those with tear tattoos around their eyes have all killed people."

"understood."

Li Ji was being riddled with bullets while talking to someone in an unintelligible language.

"Professor, we hereby declare that this action was for two reasons: first, it was an act of self-defense; second, these individuals are all extremely vicious criminals, people who would be sentenced to death on Earth, therefore we did not harm innocent people. We hope you understand."

The fat man asked Bonnie in surprise, "What is he talking about?"

“I think it’s a kind of prayer; he might be summoning demons, or Cthulhu.”

"That makes sense, otherwise how could bullets not get in? Wow! Look, his head's been riddled with holes."

After the statement ended, Li Ji shook his head, which was covered in bullets, which clanged and clattered all over the ground.

"Guys, it's time to fight back."

Delulu clenched her paws: "I was ready a long time ago, meow."

Shark Baby landed on all fours, assuming a fighting stance.

Milia casually took the guns from Fatty and Bonnie.

"let's start!"

"What are you trying to do? Are you crazy?"

Seeing the four men emerge from behind cover, the thugs of the crippled gang intensified their firepower.

Lee Ki swaggered out, smiling even as bullets pierced his body.

"God damn, that nigger is unkillable! Focus fire on him!"

The fat man kept slapping himself: "Fuck! Nigger! I must have drunk too much. How could someone not be shot dead?"

Bonnie's pants were soaked, and he muttered, "He's a monster, he's a monster!" (End of Chapter)