Chapter 190 .，！

Frank and Aziz would definitely have preferred to stay safe and sound at MIB headquarters right now, to be honest.

Because according to their calculations, the next Bloody Sense time was about to arrive, and this time it would last for two full hours! It was hard to predict what the other participants would do at that time. There was no doubt that Frank and Aziz were best off staying at MIB headquarters. After all, attacking that place would be like slapping the United States of America in the face twice, and even for participants, it wouldn't be easy.

Of course, now that Frank had collected all three Bloody Invitation Letters, six clearly marked locations had appeared throughout New York City. As long as Frank went there with the three Bloody Invitation Letters, he could return to the space. As far as he was concerned, no Contractor should dare to force him there.

However, everyone who could enter this Bloody World was shrewd. Since Frank and Aziz both knew to team up, the others had no choice but to do the same, because the external pressure that Frank and Aziz brought was too terrifying after they teamed up... Not teaming up meant certain death, but teaming up offered a glimmer of hope. In this situation, everyone knew what to do.

So, did that mean the Bloody World would turn into a large-scale team battle again?

The answer was also wrong, because the foundation of a team battle was the team itself. However, the guys teaming up now were all proud and arrogant. There was no real spirit of cooperation. When they got close to each other and became temporary companions, it undoubtedly shortened the distance they could attack or be attacked!

In fact, even Frank and Aziz, who had been forcibly "brought together" by their own space and had huge benefits, were still extremely wary of each other. The fragility of the other Contractor team combinations was self-evident.

At this time, K's face gradually darkened as he watched Frank and Aziz seeming unwilling to leave. Frank's image in K's eyes was already terrible, so it didn't matter if it got worse. Aziz, however, couldn't express his bitterness, so to maintain his image in K's eyes, he could only say readily, "Okay, I'll go now."

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After the two jumped into the Cadillac, K, in order to save time, finally successfully demonstrated a powerful alien technology: flying the car on the ceiling of the tunnel. He completely overturned the Earth's gravity, first driving for several kilometers on the side wall of the tunnel, and then actually driving for several kilometers on the top of the tunnel!

When they arrived at the scene of the incident, the first thing they smelled on the street was a strong bloody smell! Many of the onlookers nearby vomited violently. K's face became even more ugly. Frank and Aziz both instantly understood that this wasn't Jones's doing, because warm blood and fresh flesh were the best nutrients for him to cultivate his Zerg offspring. He would never waste these things... It was like a starving guy not leaving a table of food untouched.

Frank was worrying about how to quickly return to MIB headquarters. When he saw this situation, he immediately perked up and said, "This definitely wasn't done by Jones. It's none of my business, so let's go back to headquarters and wait for news. We can't focus on the small things and lose the big picture. If headquarters gets the real Jones's information and we miss it, that would be a lifelong regret!"

Aziz rarely nodded slightly, agreeing with Frank. K, however, walked in with a straight face.

This place looked like a nightclub. To define its nature strictly, the owner was doing all the business that all nightclubs should be doing, and even the business that nightclubs shouldn't be covering! So, it was impossible for business here to be bad.

But at this time, this nightclub had become something like the "Avici Hell" described in Buddhist scriptures, completely soaked in blood.

Frank and Aziz could be considered to have seen the world, but they were still shocked by the scene in front of them. This nightclub had been converted from an underground parking lot, so the stairs at the entrance sloped downwards. A large number of broken corpses were piled up there. The edges of the corpses seemed to have been cut by an extremely sharp saw, smooth and shocking.

There was no doubt that the panicked people rushing to the exit after the incident were the most numerous, so the killing here was the most tragic. When they got inside, the decorations on the walls were covered with intestines, like hell.

However, the dance floor was strangely devoid of blood and flesh, but it wasn't clean either. It was all bare white bones... not the rotten bones that would decay at the touch, but fresh bones, with elasticity, and the periosteum and tendons still clearly visible!

These white bones were piled up into a huge three-dimensional symbol, very mysterious. It looked like a sculpture and a text. Logically, it should feel extremely evil, but it was extremely sacred in people's eyes!!

...It seemed like an unspeakable feeling of compassion was flowing out of it, making people almost want to worship and kneel in submission!

K stood in this place for a while, his eyes filled with anger and indescribable bewilderment. It seemed that he also felt shocked and puzzled by this scene. But at this moment, Frank suddenly felt a very unusual surge of energy. Then, the text made of bones emitted a bright light, and even faint, indescribable wails and sorrowful sounds mixed together, swirling and twisting, straight into the sky! Even the clouds in the sky formed a huge vortex, and the center of the vortex seemed to reveal the vast universe.

In this nightclub converted from an underground parking lot, a strong wind was raging, blowing everyone to close their eyes and stagger backwards, unable to stand upright. The storm lasted for nearly five or six minutes before gradually subsiding, but they found that the bone sculpture in the middle had collapsed into indescribable rotten dross.

Frank casually grabbed a piece of bone dross and rubbed it, and it immediately turned into very fine powder that slipped through his fingers, completely losing its fresh color, just like those bones that had been decaying for thousands of years.

"What the hell is this?" K muttered.

Even though he had seen a lot, he couldn't help but feel a little frightened at this time. After all, the scene in front of him was so bizarre, yet it had an inexplicable sacredness and majesty.

As for the origin of those corpses that had been cut into pieces, he thought of the Guwei people. The forelimbs of these aliens were strangely curved like mantises, and they seemed to be able to launch extremely deadly attacks at any time.

However, the key point was that the Guwei people mostly used their claws to cut rocks on Earth. They believed that the core part of the rock was as delicious as a walnut without its hard shell. Their digestive systems couldn't handle any organic matter.

In his forty years in the business, K had never discovered any violations of planetary regulations by the Guwei people, let alone the heinous crime of slaughtering a large number of humans.

At this time, the selected substitute agents were afraid that K might have an accident inside, so they also poured in, and then bent down and vomited violently when they witnessed the tragic situation. These young men didn't have K's resilience.

After they had barely adapted to the situation in front of them, one guy wiped the sour water flowing from the corner of his mouth and handed over a phone with difficulty. "Mr. K, it's for you." After K took the phone, his face became even more serious. He said to Frank and the others word by word, "Six other slaughterhouses identical to this one have been discovered throughout New York City. The only difference is that the bone texts that appeared are different!"

As he spoke, K showed the bone texts from the other places. After Frank and Aziz saw them, even though they only saw the photos, they still felt that sacred, bizarre, and evil mixture!

At this time, K took the initiative and proposed, "Let's go."

Aziz was stunned and said, "Go where?" K glanced at Aziz... obviously, if Frank had asked, there would most likely have been no response.

"MIB's database integrates various alien feedback information. It should be easy to find the meaning of these seven bone texts there. We must first understand the meaning of these texts before we can take the next step." Frank suddenly said, "What if this matter is not related to Mr. Jones? Then congratulations, Mr. K, you have taken another big step on the road to the destruction of Earth." K glared at Frank and said, "Do you have any information related to Jones now?"

Frank was immediately choked. Aziz glared at Frank coldly and said, "Time is of the essence! I think we should quickly return to MIB headquarters first! Arguing at this time is meaningless!" Frank also immediately realized that the Bloody Sense was coming soon. He immediately shut his mouth and quickly returned to K's car... that Cadillac that looked outdated but was full of high-tech features, and very rarely actively fastened his seat belt.!。