Chapter 41 Ambush

As the Cadillac's engine roared powerfully, generating thrust and slowly gliding down the road, Fang Senyan and Aziz received simultaneous notifications:

"Warning, warning: A bloody induction is about to be triggered, and this bloody induction will last for a long time."

"Contractor 1018, you will sense the positions of other participants after a one-minute countdown. The basic time for this bloody induction is one hundred minutes. Your military rank is Major, but you have held three bloody invitation letters, so your military rank privilege is offset, and the time you sense others is weakened by 60%, and the time others sense you is extended by 30%."

"The bloody induction will be triggered in one hundred and twenty seconds. Good luck."

"That damn it!" Fang Senyan cursed fiercely. Aziz might not have been weakened too severely, but Fang Senyan clearly heard him utter a vulgar curse.

The only good news was that Mr. K had started the Cadillac and was driving it. It would take about ten minutes to get to the MIB headquarters from here. Fang Senyan optimistically believed that within ten minutes, even if the other participants received the news, a single person might not dare to come and die. So, after they gathered their forces, he would probably be comfortably drinking coffee in the most heavily guarded place at MIB headquarters.

However, Fang Senyan underestimated two things: the frequency of traffic jams in New York, and of course, Mr. K's mentality.

The bloody storm swept in instantly, overwhelming everything. In Fang Senyan's vision, it was as if a large number of blood vessels had burst open, filled with a surging ocean of blood, wantonly surging, causing an indescribable fear in his heart.

Next, Fang Senyan cursed another very vulgar curse, because he really couldn't find a more suitable language to describe his current mood.

If, after obtaining two bloody invitation letters, the red dot representing Fang Senyan was as eye-catching as a firefly in the summer night, then now, not to mention the other participants holding one bloody invitation letter, even Aziz's red dot could only be described as "how can a firefly compete with the bright moon" compared to Fang Senyan.

Even more viciously, in the bloody induction, the escape points evenly distributed in New York City were also marked out! Although it wasn't aimed at Fang Senyan, but, but! At this time, Fang Senyan was the only one who had collected three bloody invitation letters! These guys present were obviously not fools. As soon as they saw the words "escape point," they naturally knew the meaning behind it!

Therefore, for a time, it could be said that all the participants were frantically rushing towards Fang Senyan! As long as Fang Senyan was killed, they could get three bloody world invitation letters, plus their own, that would be a total of four! It could be said that the task was overfulfilled. How could such a chance to reach the sky in one step not be worth taking a risk?

Driven by this mentality, Fang Senyan suddenly discovered in horror that he was instantly at the center of the vortex, and an indescribable attraction was pulling the surrounding people to chase after him madly. Even though Fang Senyan's strength had greatly increased at this time, he would never be arrogant enough to think that he could be so abnormal as to fight against a thousand enemies alone.

At such a time, Mr. K actually screwed up! He was driving his beloved Cadillac, leisurely enjoying the scenery outside the window as if he were taking a drive, and even occasionally turned his gaze to the woman next to him. At this speed, it would be difficult to arrive in not just ten minutes, but even a hundred minutes.

"Hey! K?! It doesn't seem like it's time for a drive now," Fang Senyan said through gritted teeth.

K ignored him.

Fang Senyan looked at Aziz and said fiercely through the Nightmare Imprint:

"Hey, don't act like it's none of your business! After those idiots force their way over, do you think they will clap their hands and happily let you go?"

Aziz was silent for a while. He could speak to K, so he said to K:

"I think we should return to MIB headquarters as soon as possible, Mr. K. After seeing those strange bone characters, I always have an ominous premonition, as if something important is about to happen. Unlocking the secrets earlier will put my mind at ease earlier."

Aziz's words carried some weight with K. K nodded and said:

"Okay, I'll go back after buying an apple pie."

Fang Senyan groaned weakly, held his head, and finally said through gritted teeth:

"K, okay, I'll tell you, you're being targeted now. If you don't activate the alien technology system of this car now, then I can guarantee that we will all die a miserable death!"

K turned his head and looked at Fang Senyan with a very distrustful gaze and said:

"Are you sure? Why doesn't our powerful early warning system tell me anything about this? Also, do you know how much of MIB's budget it takes to activate the particle jet system once? You say it so lightly, but do you know how many people Z will have to argue with in Congress for the energy quota? The resources and funds allocated to us by the state should be used wisely, not wasted on leisurely strolls."

Fang Senyan took a deep breath and said:

"Of course I'm sure! And I'm even more sure of one thing, and that is if you don't use these valuable resources now, you probably won't be able to use them in the future."

K said in amazement:

"What do you mean?"

Fang Senyan said grimly:

"No amount of energy quota is useful for a pile of scrap iron. Oh, who is that? Why does he look like Jones?"

Without a doubt, the two words "Jones" deeply attracted K's attention. Taking advantage of his turning his head, Fang Senyan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, grabbed the gear lever and squeezed it hard. The end of the lever immediately opened like a blooming flower, revealing a red button inside, and then Fang Senyan pressed it very simply!

Suddenly, the entire Cadillac began to deform, the waist became slender and more streamlined, and two things resembling jet engine vents appeared behind the car, and then sprayed out blue flames that were at least half a meter long. Fang Senyan and Aziz both groaned at the same time, and were pressed hard on the seats by the extremely powerful sense of pushing back.

K immediately let out an indescribable strange cry:

"You idiot! At least wait for me to fasten my seat belt!"

Fortunately, this car is equipped with an automatic life detection and emergency protection device. Once it feels an accident, the intelligent system will automatically take over to avoid the tragedy of a car accident, so after a flurry of activity, it still entered the right track, but Fang Senyan's pupils contracted, because of K's delay, a red dot representing a participant had appeared in front of them, rushing ahead to intercept them halfway!

Even in the high-speed flight, both Fang Senyan and Aziz recognized that person at a glance.

This guy dared to stand up and block the road alone at this time, not to mention anything else, just this courage alone is worthy of a thumbs up and a "good" word.

This person stood quietly on the pedestrian overpass, looking into the distance.

A Cadillac was galloping wildly in the sunset traffic flow at a high speed of 200 kilometers, not to mention anything else, just that feeling was full of madness and domineering!

The domineering attitude of vowing to smash everything!

And this person stood in front of the Cadillac.

This person looked very ordinary: a cheap gray-white jacket, a half-smoked cigarette, a slightly decadent temperament, and a public face. It seemed that as soon as he left the line of sight, he would immediately escape into the sewage-filled river like a loach and disappear.

The person let out a long sigh. This sigh seemed to still have lingering sound and echo in the air, and then his whole person evaporated into the air and disappeared. Strangely, I don't know why, the office workers passing by in a hurry, the beggars next to him, the performance artists, and the people singing with broken guitars, suddenly clearly remembered that this guy had just趴伏on the pedestrian overpass and sighed deeply, flicking the ashes.

These people didn't know why they were forcibly memorized this scene, as if this scene was烙印down in their lives.

In fact, people's memories are very wonderful. For example, if you ask everyone to recall things before the age of three, 99% of people will forget it. It seems that most of the memories that clearly exist are遮蔽in the mi fog.

However, 99% of people will also remember a few clear memory fragments before the age of three. The accuracy and appropriateness of the memory even surpasses many adults who were present at the time.

This is the arrangement of fate.

The reason why these people remember the guy's action of flicking the cigarette ashes is because at that moment, he also邂逅with fate, brushed past each other, and even gently bumped into fate's shoulder!

The white ash of the cigarette that this person flicked fell under the gravity of the earth very normally and commonly, and was scattered by the wind.

He stood on the pedestrian overpass, and below was the rolling and boundless stream of steel cars.

The falling cigarette ashes naturally飘散and were卷动by the wind of the cars passing by at high speed, and were very strangely blown into the eyes of the driver driving a Chevrolet Cruze.

He immediately felt his eyes dry and uncomfortable, and reached out to wipe them.