Alien Executioner

"It's so boring."

"Almost five minutes have passed. If you don't drive, I will remove you from your position as full-time driver." An Ran glanced at his watch, raised his head and said coldly.

"Well, I don't want to be a full-time driver. You've already complained that I'm a child. How can you let a child drive? Humph, I'm so happy."

"I will be a maid in the greenhouse later."

"You're killing me with laughter. You are someone else's greenhouse maid. How can I get a chance to be your greenhouse maid?" The little blonde girl laughed until tears came out of her eyes.

"I'm short of those tentacles. They'll be happy to see you."

An Ran pursed her lips and tried hard to force a sinister smile, which must have seemed very evil in the eyes of others.

It is actually so peaceful.

Ronnie stepped on the accelerator with a look of horror on her face, and the Maybach rushed out of the square, almost crashing into the traffic at the speed of a drag race, as if there were tentacles chasing it from behind.

……

The entrance of the clothing store was in a mess. The glass of the display cabinet area was violently smashed, and there were fragments all over the floor. Several employees were lying on the ground bleeding, probably dead, and the rest were hiding in a corner crying in despair. It seemed that there had been a robbery and murder here, but the missing parts of the deceased showed that it was not simple.

This is the scene of the first crime in the accident. The executive team of regional inspection is investigating the alien traces. The adjutant is standing on the other side and calling the intelligence department with a communicator.

"It's an alien species, one of the fleeing targets on Xinmin's list." The team leader squatted beside the corpse to determine the characteristics of the other party's phagocytes.

"The deceased's wounds were mostly lacerations. The characteristics of the opponent's phagocytes tended to be blade-like, but a small number were pierced by spikes or claws. A very small number of phagocytes remained in the deceased's body, and the target's content did not exceed the standard. The preliminary estimate is S-level."

After the team leader finished speaking, he looked up at the man next to him, waiting for his order.

"Director An..." a team member's voice came from the side.

"Why is the surveillance camera off?" An Ran raised his head and glanced at the surveillance camera in the corner. The red light was off, and it was not working properly.

"I asked other employees, they didn't know. The surveillance is connected to the store manager's computer, and the store manager's room is usually locked." The team leader replied, "I checked the store manager's computer, and only the surveillance footage before yesterday was stored."

"Where is the store manager?"

"The store manager is one of the dead." The team leader turned his head and glanced at the dead.

"Director An..." a team member shouted for the second time.

An Ran ignored it and looked at the messy scene.

The clothing store was badly damaged, and almost no intact clothes could be seen. The alien did not leave immediately after the hunt, but tore up the clothes in the sales area.

The bodies of several of the dead were damaged, probably because they had been eaten, but the gaps were not large, as if they had just been bitten once.

Based on his understanding of the alien species, it seemed that the other party was not hunting out of hunger, but rather venting its anger.

Ordinary aliens would not be stupid enough to jump out at the height of the current storm and kill people for non-hunting purposes, which would undoubtedly expose them to the eyes of the executive officers.

The other party can only be the new citizens who are blocked in the city of Tananya. They are on the run all the time but cannot escape from this city.

The revelry the night before gave Xinmin greater strength, but also brought him unstable madness. Under the despair and extreme depression, it was easy for him to lose control and become a demon who only knew how to kill.

This is not good news; FACA's worst fears have come true.

"Director, I can handle this case, no need to bother you." The team leader was flattered by An Ran's appearance. He didn't expect that this matter was worth his personal dispatch. "The target is suspected to be an S-level alien. Alpha Team 7 is fully capable of executing it."

"Does this count as chasing me away?" An Ran was a little surprised.

"No, no, no, that's not what I meant." The team leader quickly explained, "It just looks like you have more troublesome things to deal with."

He moved his eyes away from An Ran and looked at the telephone pole on the street. A Maybach was stuck in it, its bumper was smashed to pieces and almost scrapped.

In fact, Director An seemed to be just passing by by coincidence, because the car he was riding in hit a telephone pole. In order to avoid embarrassment, he got out of the car and walked to the clothing store as if nothing had happened. It happened that an alien attack occurred in the clothing store.

The team leader didn't dare to expose it, but one team member kept shouting weakly.

An Ran also looked over and saw that the Maybach was completely scrapped and the perpetrator was hiding in a convenience store not far away to buy something.

Ronnie was the first to jump out of the car when the Maybach was about to hit the telephone pole. She witnessed An Ran being hit in the car and didn't do anything about it at all.

An Ran nodded calmly: "It's okay."

"Director, you seem to be bleeding." The team member who had been shouting said in horror.

"You're seeing things." An Ran wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

At this time, the traffic police arrived. He was very surprised by the scene before him, but he quickly understood what was going on. He walked into the clothing store solemnly and saluted An Ran.

"Director An, and all the superiors. I will not hinder you from doing your work. May I ask whose Maybach is outside?"

The team leader raised his eyebrows, and the team members shrugged their shoulders. The meaning was obvious. The traffic police sighed and turned to An Ran.

"What do you mean? The car that was speeding all the way finally had an accident. I chased it for more than ten kilometers. The director's driving skills are really... uh."

"I'm not the driver, but I do have some responsibility." An Ran took off his white gloves and stared coldly at the petite figure outside the door.

"The pole is fine, the damage is minimal, it was just a one-way traffic accident, but it's a pity for the car, it can't be repaired, it can only be scrapped." The traffic police walked out of the clothing store and took photos with his mobile phone to collect evidence, "But the speeding just now violated the Road Traffic Safety Law, the perpetrator... where is the perpetrator?"

Ronnie stepped out and stood fearlessly in front of the traffic police.

"Fuck, it's a serious matter if you're a minor and you're speeding." The traffic police was horrified.

He winked at An Ran, who took a deep breath and reluctantly took the blame: "Well, I am the culprit."

Chapter 133 Black Goat Butler

"I'm sorry, it's just a car. It's definitely nothing to you."

Half an hour later, they were sitting in a beef offal shop at the end of the alley. The street was full of fellow villagers from the Third District, located between the residential and prosperous areas of Santa Ana City.

There was a taxi parked on the side of the road. It was An Ran who stopped it casually after her Maybach was scrapped. She threw down a stack of money and borrowed it from the driver with an attitude that could not be refused. When the taxi driver saw that the rich man was An Ran, he dropped the car keys without saying a word and ran away with the stack of money.

It was one o'clock in the afternoon and not many people came to the beef offal shop. They all went to some big food stalls. The shop was not big and the seats were empty and deserted.

An Ran was drinking beef offal soup without saying a word the whole time.

Ronnie felt it necessary to apologize. After all, she was the one who destroyed a good car. Although the car was borrowed by An Ran from Ottilia, the deposit she paid was not just money, but a favor.

Maybe it's okay for An Ran to do a favor. As the son of the An family, what does he want in this world? But Luo Ni is also an outlier in the Shang clan. She hates doing favors for others and always pays back debts. In fact, these dark monsters often have a bottom line far more than humans.

The atmosphere remained silent, and it was unclear whether he was angry or as calm as a sage.

Ronnie couldn't bear it any longer, and hummed:

"Alright, alright, I'll compensate you with a new car, can't I? I can also be your bed warmer for ten years to pay off your debt. But let me make it clear in advance that I can't touch you or do what your sister did to you. I don't mind, really, there's no problem at all, really, really, really."

An Ran ignored the child who was talking to himself and ate beef offal while checking the latest news on his phone.

"Hey, are you angry?" Lonnie was making a noise.

She couldn't make any more noises because a slender tentacle wrapped around her mouth from behind, fixing her entire body to the chair.

An even more absurd scene followed. A waiter walked out from the back of the tacky beef offal shop. He was wearing a backpack and a black and white collar and elegantly brought a cup of coffee.

An Ran took the coffee and took a sip as if nothing had happened, completely ignoring the little Lolita who was struggling beside him.

The waiter bowed slightly and stood aside without leaving.

An Ran put down the cup and looked up at him.

"You are Wang Feng's friend."

"This is the first time we meet, Mr. An."

The other person sat down at the table opposite him, gently pushed the bowl of beef offal away, and slowly smoked a thin cigarette.

He lowered his head, struck a match, lit it, took a deep breath and said:

"As you can see, Wang Feng is the Black Goat Deacon. Behind him is a team of Black Goat Deacons. I am one of them, codenamed [05]. This time, I am trying to gain your precious time because of something very important and dangerous.")

The man's shy character successfully won the favor of An Ran, who was a Black Goat Butler from the same team as Wang Feng, and took the initiative to make an appointment with him.

"I'm not interested in your name, but your code name is a number?"

"It's just for convenience. The Black Goat Deacons are active in every corner and never expose themselves publicly. The Countermeasures Bureau knows almost nothing about us, so the code name seems redundant." The man smiled, "Our code names are actually internal codes. Except for Wang Feng, who is a public figure like the Minister of Research, everyone's name is a secret."

"I can understand this. You are not a team, but you have come together for the same purpose and have subtle connections with each other." An Ran nodded.

"That's not entirely true. Wang Feng said that the Black Goat has woken up, but I haven't had time to go to the Third District to see her... Oh, sorry, I seem to have revealed a terrible secret." The man quickly stopped talking and smiled awkwardly. The less he knew about this kind of thing, the better.

"It sounds terrible. There is a group of people who may be more difficult to deal with than the flower shop and Xinmin, and I still want to show you kindness like I did to Wang Feng."

"No, no, no, Mr. An, you must have misunderstood. We are not your enemies. On the contrary, we are partners you can trust."

"Someone has said this to me before, and more than one person. In your eyes, I always seem to be the target that must be won over first."

An Ran gave a cold smile that was not sure if it was sarcasm, "I was born to be a tool. Even if Wang Feng promised to let me meet you, I would just be curious."

"Why not listen to what I have to say first."

An Ran nodded.

"About the secret that Wang Feng discovered while lurking in the Tananian palace the night before last."

"Then he is the one who should see me."

"Wang Feng said he had something urgent to deal with, but he didn't tell me the reason." The man took out a photo from his arms.

An Ran took the photo with a serious look. The photo should have been taken from the ceiling, or to be more precise, a sneak shot in the ventilation duct. The filter could be seen on the edge of the photo.

The photo shows the silhouette of a girl, petite but slim. Her bloody hand, which is completely wrapped in phagocytes and has differentiated into countless tentacles, is dragging an organ, which is a huge heart.

He thought of An Xiao's self-blame the morning before yesterday, a girl named Xiao Mino, and the gray whale heart that was most likely taken away by this girl.

"Wang Feng was in a hurry when he handed it to me, and he didn't explain it clearly, but he repeatedly told me to tell you that the matter was very serious. To be precise, I was just a messenger. As for what exactly happened, I don't know." The man was very sincere.

This is not like Wang Feng's style, unless he really saw something that night. An Ran carefully observed the girl in the photo and actually saw traces of Gu Zhilan.

Just like her sister.

An Ran frowned. When his sister said that she had met Akeno by chance and disappeared with the gray whale heart, she did not describe her appearance.

Although appearance is not important in many cases, it is a detail that cannot be ignored.

Is Gu Zhilan not an only child? Or did Gu Simiao give birth to an illegitimate daughter during the time he was in hiding?

All the speculations were cut off one by one, and he felt that this girl named Xiao Meiye had nothing to do with Gu Zhilan.

At the last moment of the destruction of the building, a petite figure also appeared in the raging fire. She sang and walked towards the opposite way of escape, embracing the flames.

"Oh, by the way, Wang Feng also said that he hopes I will continue to cooperate with you, because the situation we cannot understand makes it impossible for him to contact you directly." The man smiled, picked up a hat from behind, covered his head, stood up and patted his butt.

"In the next period of time, I may hear from him and will tell you as soon as possible."

An Ran nodded and watched him leave.

At this moment, he vaguely sensed the chill behind him. His fingers tapped the table, and instinctively drove the tentacles hidden in the corner. He raised his eyes slightly and looked at the old building across the street. The potted plants on a balcony were messy. Almost in an instant, the other party withdrew, leaving only traces.

There was a sniper aiming at them just now, or to be more precise, at the Black Goat Deacon.

The strange thing was that the phagocytes in his body did not notice that the sniper had no heartbeat, or he had used some means to suppress his heartbeat, making him as silent as a dead person.

He calmly took Ronnie out of the beef offal shop and drove away in a taxi.

The next second, An Ran and Loni appeared in the corridor. They broke the door lock without any warning, pushed open the door, and ran straight to the balcony.

A figure leaped through the curtains in the living room, and whistling bullets swarmed towards him.

Chapter 134 Sniper

"Come out, little mice!" The blonde loli kicked the door open with a shotgun and broke in, shouting inside.

It's so domineering.

The next second, the blonde loli with no legs below the neck opened her eyes wide, was riddled with bullets from the oncoming gunfire, and fell to the ground in a daze.

An Ran lifted her up high with both hands, shook her and threw the bullet out, which fell to the ground with a tinkling sound.

There were obviously more than one sniper hiding deep in the room. They looked at each other, determined An Ran's location by the sound of falling bullets, and quickly moved. They might have felt that although An Ran was scary, he was still a human being and would be afraid of bullets before bingeing. They would not escape in a panic with guns in their hands.

The executive officers would only binge eat when facing an extremely dangerous situation with alien species. They thought An Ran would not be in such a situation that he would binge eat.

But in An Ran's eyes, this is not in line with the behavior of a sniper.

If the sniper attack fails, you should evacuate immediately. Using firepower to successfully suppress the pursuers is an extremely rare situation, and it is also the luckiest situation, which can greatly increase the chance of escape. However, those people did not intend to jump out of the window to evacuate, and did not mind a gunfight.

Except for the safest special zones like the Third District, gunfights are common in any part of the world. Since the local military and countermeasures bureau branches are unable to completely suppress alien species, they often allow citizens to apply for gun licenses and use low-level devouring weapons for self-defense, which also increases the incidence of violent incidents exponentially.

But those who can fight in the daytime cannot be ordinary people. The other side is a very courageous team and are willing to have some fun with Director An.

There was no subsequent barrage of comments, probably because they were trying to determine An Ran's location. A battle-hardened Hall executive would not easily make the mistake of exposing the sound, so they thought the sound of the bullet falling to the ground was just a cover, so they all held their breath and stopped firing.

In fact, An Ran stood at the door without moving, looking calm, but Roni's face didn't look good, and she seemed a little angry.

"Wait, why are you standing here watching the show? Why don't you just release your tentacles to bite them?" Loni turned around, lowered her voice and gritted her teeth.