He quickly walked down the narrow stairs and left the apartment. Zhang Lisheng walked on the street and suddenly found hundreds of people gathered in groups on the dark road. He looked up at the night sky, stared at the shining fusiform spacecraft, and made up and down.

Now, on Manhattan's Upper West Side, the charming nightlife hasn't even begun;

In some of Brooklyn’s noble neighborhoods, family parties should have just welcomed the last few guests;

But in a bad place like "Marlion Street", the road should have been empty. Now so many people are rushing on the streets, obviously being frightened by a strange spacecraft that suddenly came over New York.

Walking on the street, the young man heard a few words such as, "I think it is a new type of fighter jet that was tested by the army, or a civil aviation aircraft developed by large companies...", and he no longer paid attention to the self-comfort of the general public on the street.

Covering his mouth and breathing the dirty air, he strode left across a block, came to a better community, and got into a yellow taxi parked on the side of the road.

The black driver in the taxi was listening to the radio of the "New York News Channel" about the "spaceship incident". The carriage was filled with the deep words of the hoarse but extremely magnetic host, "...we have no way to know whether they are visitors from the 'different world' or travelers from alien planets. We just hope that the "white dove" will fly out when the spacecraft opens instead of guns and cannons exposed..."

Seeing a guest getting in the car, a young driver with a mustache on his chin was broadcasting a small radio voice. He asked in a polite manner that black and brown taxi drivers rarely had, "Good evening, where are you going?"

"The best five-star hotel nearby," Zhang Lisheng replied: "Is it easy to ask, is the government official statement on the radio about the spaceships above our heads?"

"No sir," the driver started the car and shrugged, "but it is said that this kind of glowing futon-shaped spacecraft has been found not only in New York, but around the world, the Shintown of China, and the White County of England... in short, they are everywhere."

"Is that so bad?" The young man sat in the back seat of the car and looked thoughtfully at the flashing neon lights outside the window, then stopped talking. He stopped talking until the taxi turned around on the crisscrossing streets in New York for a while, turned several intersections and stopped in front of a lushly lit luxury hotel, and then said thank you and paid the fare.

"Welcome to the Green Brown Hotel in Beat." Seeing a taxi parked in front of the hotel, the waiter in the hall stepped forward to help Zhang Lisheng open the car door.

The young man walked out of the car and said, "Thank you." He took out fifty miyuan and handed it over. With the waiter's more attentive attitude of surprise, he quickly entered the hotel lobby. When he arrived at the front desk, a beautiful woman in a beige uniform showed her eight teeth and asked politely: "Good evening, do you have a reservation?"

"No." Zhang Lisheng shook his head and thought for a while and said, "I don't know if there are any available rooms in the basement?"

The basement rooms of noble hotels are usually prepared for financially struggling people who want to enjoy the convenient transportation environment of the hotel and cannot afford expensive accommodation, or those engaged in "accidental services" in the hotel, and the prices are quite low.

Hearing Zhang Lisheng's words, as a five-star hotel receptionist with a professional quality, the girl did not show any disgust or contempt, and still said politely: "Sir, the basement room in our hotel has an eighty-meter-yuan double room, a fifty-fifth-meter-yuan four-person room and..." Instead, a well-dressed young couple next to him who were also checking in a room looked at each other strangely and smiled.

"Miss is like this. I want to rent the largest room in the basement, change to a large bed, complete room service, stay for two days, you can buy the price at will." Zhang Lisheng took out his credit card from his pocket and handed it over, interrupting the female receptionist.

"Sorry, sir, our hotel does not provide the kind of service you mentioned, and the basement will not be transformed into a royal suite on the top floor, I think..." the girl said with a moment of stuttering.

"Miss, there are three spacecraft floating above New York now that come from nowhere. Smart people should live far away from them, right?" Zhang Lisheng interrupted the female reception again, "I am Zhang Lisheng, Zhang Lisheng of LS. I know the service I want is not. Well, it is not 'regular', but please call the PR manager of your hotel. I believe there are always exceptions."

As he said that, the young man gently lifted the credit card placed on the marble counter, revealing the hundred-dollar bill pressed down.

"Okay sir, but I can't guarantee anything." The girl looked at the quite tempting tip in front of her, thought for a moment, and then pulled the phone.

A few minutes later, when she whispered to end the call, her attitude towards Zhang Lisheng immediately changed from politeness to respect, "I have made you wait for Mr. Zhang for a long time. 'Beat Green Brown' is very honored to be here. Please wait in the lobby, and we will handle your request immediately."

"Thank you." The young man thanked him, and the young couple turned around in surprise and walked to the rest area next to the lobby fountain. After walking a few steps, he heard the couple also communicated at the front desk and wanted to change the room to a renovated basement, but unfortunately he was politely rejected.

Just sat on the sofa and waited for a while, drinking the high-quality freshly ground Brazilian coffee. The young man was given a unique spacious room on the second floor of the basement.

When he walked into the room, although the floor, ceiling and walls could not be decorated in a short time, the gorgeous water beds, expensive bedding, and the exquisite leather sofas and solid wood tables placed beside the wall successfully dispelled a lot of shabby atmosphere in the room, making him smile with satisfaction.

"Very good, thank you for your excellent service, Mr. Hepps," Zhang Lisheng looked around and nodded, and smiled at the hotel lobby manager who personally sent him to the basement. "This really makes me feel at home."

"It's good that you can be satisfied," Hepps, who can be the lobby manager in a five-star hotel in New York, naturally has a very elegant appearance. In the middle of the year, Hepps, who has thick brown hair meticulously combed it, bowed politely, "I'm honored to serve you and not disturb you to rest. Mr. Zhang, goodbye." He turned and left the guest room.

After Zhang Lisheng was left in the room, the young man took a hot shower in the bathroom and changed into pajamas that were as soft as milk.

He had another full seafood meal and a whole bucket of ice cream. He turned off the light and hesitated for a while. He smiled and murmured, "As the saying goes, 'You can be beaten to death, but you can't be scared to death'. It's not a good thing to be cautious..." He sat cross-legged on the bed and practiced with secret techniques.

He said that there was no need to be too cautious, but this time, Zhang Lisheng was deliberately alert and was more careful, ready to be attacked by a "variant civilization" spacecraft in New York at any time, or the Mid-level army and the spacecraft were fighting, and the hotel was affected by fish in the pond, and then he woke up and turned into a fleeing. However, no abnormal situation occurred until the early morning.

After being woken up by the ringtone of McGrady's call, the young man and the girl set a time and place to meet in the lobby of the hotel in Beat Green Brown.

The two spent a whole day doing nothing in New York. In the evening, Zhang Lisheng returned to the hotel's basement room again and searched online. He was surprised to find that no country gave an official statement about the mysterious shuttle spacecraft that covered many cities on earth.

Without having to have a smart mind, you can find that something is wrong. It is very strange. Turn off the computer, lean your back completely against the back of the office chair, shaking and pondering for a while. The young man took out his phone and called out Charlie's number on the screen.

He hesitated for a moment before dialing out, and finally murmured to himself: "I will meet Charlie tomorrow. It is more convenient to ask him in person for some things..." and cancel the number.

After that, Zhang Lisheng put away his cell phone, climbed onto the water bed and spent the night practicing secretly. At noon the next day, he rushed to Kennedy International Airport with McGrady and embarked on a voyage to New Mexico.

"Are you still used to the business class environment?" As soon as the flight took off smoothly, the flight attendants told the passengers that they could untie their seat belts freely. McGrath asked Zhang Lisheng, who was habitually looking out the window and showed a contemplative expression.

"Although there is no chef, lounge chair and bathroom, the two are much more spacious in rows than economy class," the young man replied casually: "And I don't have the heart to consider whether I am used to it now. Now we are flying in the sky, and if we are attacked by those mysterious shuttle spacecraft, we will not even have a chance to escape..."

"Oh, Li Sheng, don't give such a terrible example, those shiny shuttle spacecraft have no malice," the girl interrupted Zhang Li Sheng's horrifying prediction. "Did you not watch the video this morning? They didn't mean to fight back after being attacked. I think those spacecraft may really be..."

"Meddy, wait, you said those shuttle ships were attacked," Zhang Lisheng asked with his eyes wide open: "Did it be done by the Earthlings?"

"Of course," the girl nodded and replied: "It was the extremist religious organization in the Middle East, the Mohamed Honor Society, which organized an attack on the shuttle-type spacecraft using ground-to-air-range missiles.

They believe that those spacecraft are suspended detectors launched by the United States and its allies against the Islamic world, and are contempt for Muslims all over the world.”

"Hanging detector..." Zhang Lisheng said in a daze: "I really don't understand what the heads of these extreme religious elements are. Such speculation is too outrageous."

"No matter whether they are outrageous or not, they launched an attack," McGrady said, taking out her cell phone from her pocket, stroked it a few times on the screen, and handed it to the young man: "I have just watched this video, and it has not been automatically deleted. Do you want to see it?"
Chapter completed!