A taxi was parked in a remote alley in Los Angeles. The driver kept looking at his watch, as if waiting for someone.

Suddenly, he heard some sound coming from the back seat. He looked at the rearview mirror. A man in a black suit and sunglasses appeared in the back seat.

"You are f?"

"It's me, you're the support staff Salinka? Let's go and take me to find Hancock."

After checking each other's ID and verifying their identities, the taxi drove out of the alley and drove to the slums.

"f, I heard that you are the Earth Spyder with the strongest combat power of Mib, and the fastest promoted agent in addition to Mib's initial stage?" Salinka always looks at Fan Mang through the rearview mirror, with some admiration in her eyes.

"Will you be the ace agent soon?"

Fan Mang also hopes that this way, so that he can complete system tasks and his strength can be improved again. Last time he faced Selena, if he hadn't relied on the organization's cutting-edge weapons, he would definitely not be an opponent.

He didn't want to experience the feeling of life and death speed a second time.

"f, can I become an agent of the organization? I don't want to be a peripheral staff member anymore. I have good driving skills. If you ask me to be a partner, how about I drive for you?"

Fan Mang then understood Salinka's thoughts. He shook his head: "I have a partner now, and the tasks I perform are very dangerous. If you do the tasks arranged by the organization, Boss Z will consider promoting you."

"Oh." Salinka was a little disappointed. He drove a rental in Los Angeles, picking up and dropping off some passengers every day, but when he got home, he could only be alone, no colleagues, no friends, and no family.

But he is also for the sake of life. Who has allowed his hometown to be captured by other forces? It is much better to live on a peaceful earth than those of his dead tribes.

The car became silent. After half an hour, Salinka stepped on the brakes: "He has appeared here, and it seems that he lives nearby. I'll take you here tomorrow during the day."

"No, he is more likely to be at home at night, so it's more convenient to find him." Fan Mang pushed open the car door, "Salinka, thank you."

"F, it's dark, this is a slum." In the slums at night, the rich dare not drive by the car, let alone F is an Asian yellow man.

"Don't worry, you said, I'm one of the most elite agents in the organization. I'll handle the situation here as soon as possible and invite you to a meal."

Close the car door and Fan Mang walked towards an alley.

This is really a slum. After a while, all the shops on the street were closed and they couldn't even see a convenience store. Fortunately, Fan Mang always put some spare food in his own system space.

While sucking a cold burger, I walked to the left. The alien radar had scanned the red dot, hoping it was Hancock.

...

A black man with dreadlocks hid behind a house, holding a dagger in his hand. He was lucky today, and an Asian passed by.

Asians are very hard-working and like to save money, especially when they use cash. It seems that they can earn more money today, so they can buy some grass from Daddy Hibi.

He gestured to the bald partner opposite. The partner still had a gun in his hand. Even if they were involved in this, if they didn't have a gun on their body, they wouldn't dare to come out at night.

When he saw the Asians approaching, he rushed over quickly: "Don't move! Poor child, hand over all the money you have! And the coke in your hand, take it over.fxxk! I said don't move, you dare to drink coke!"

Hiccup~~

Fan Mang burped comfortably. After he got Hancock, he had to find a place to have a meal.

"Hey, your knife is too short, and looking at your short legs, can you catch up if I run?" Fan Mang continued to drink Coke. He was not a fat man, but could feel happiness.

"Asian, can you run a bullet?" A strong bald black man appeared behind Fan Mang, holding a revolver in his hand.

"Hey! Are you running?" The dreaded braid walked towards Fan Mang proudly, reaching out to grab the half bottle of Coke in Fan Mang's hand, "Please bring it to me."

"Where are Coke? Where are you hiding?" Dirty grabbed the air, and saw Fan Mang's hands empty.

"Oh, it's better to read more when you have time and make money with your hands and brain." Fan Mang saw that the dreadlocks were coming to his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel the opportunity to come to his door.

He stretched out his left hand and strangled the dreadlocks' neck. He gently snatched his right hand and the dreadlocks' knife appeared in his hand and stopped on the dreadlocks' neck.

"Let him go, otherwise I will shoot!" The bald man pointed the gun at Fan Mang with his right hand, and his muzzle was still trembling. He had never seen an Asian person facing a pistol and dared to resist.

Moreover, the Asian movement was too fast just now, and it felt like in the blink of an eye that the companion was taken hostage by the other party.

"If I let him go, will you let me go?" Fan Mang asked seriously.

"You hand over all the money you have, and I will let you go." The bald strong man shouted.

"And tell me how you hide the coke!" Dreadlocks shouted.

"Oh, so you still want to rob. By the way, your gun doesn't seem to be open for a security bolt." Fan Mang kindly reminded.

The bald strong man immediately looked at his gun, it was wrong, it was clearly fired.

“Ah~~fxxk!”

When he raised his head, he felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and a knife was inserted into it, the knife of his partner.

Seeing the Asian running towards him, he wanted to squat down and pick up the gun with his left hand. When his hand grabbed the handle, he was stepped on by one foot.

"fxxk! Let go, you bastard, I'm going to kill you! Billy, what are you doing?" The bald man called out to his partner, and you give him some from behind.

Fan Mang turned his body and said, "Are you calling him? He seems to need a sleep. Did you just want to pick up the gun and shoot me?"

"I want to kill you!" The bald head hit Fan Mang with force. He wanted to suppress the thin Asian and smash his nose hard!

Fan Mang shook his head and pressed the bald head with one hand: "I thought you could regret it, but it seems that you are not worthy of forgiveness."

The bald man was shocked. How could this be possible? He was so big that he hit him hard and was pressed by the other party with one hand? And he struggled hard, and that hand was like a pliers, which made him unable to break free at all.

"Damn it, my boss is Fernando, you're dead!"

"Is that so? My boss is z, an existence that your boss will never dare to provoke. But you will soon forget this sentence, come and see here."

A strong light flashed, and the bald eyes became dull.

"The knife in your hand was inserted by your partner Billy, and it was your boss Fernando who asked him to kill you."

After Fan Mang finished speaking, he put away the revolver on the ground and turned around and left.

After a while, the bald man came to his senses and screamed again. He endured the severe pain and pulled out the knife on his wrist, stumbled towards the dreadlocks, and waved the knife in his hand.
Chapter completed!