Chapter 20 Treasure Drop: Skrull Disguise (Please recommend!!!)

boom!

The butcher, who was directly hit in the head by Hawke's heavy leg, instantly turned into a football, and was directly whipped away by Hawke. With a bang, it directly smashed a partition wall of the restaurant. Along with the dust in the sky,

The spilled green liquid hit the floor and even slid for several meters.

"Boom!"

Hawke landed steadily, and suddenly frowned: "Hiss!"

Look down.

On the arm, a drop of green liquid stuck to it, which seemed to be corrosive and was making a burning sound.

In an instant.

Hawke's arm bleeds.

Next second!

The growth talent was running rapidly, and the moment the arm started to bleed, it instantly returned to its original state.

"What the hell?"

Hawke directly wiped the green liquid on his arm and frowned: "Green blood, really not from Earth?"

at this time.

From the butcher lying on the ground, whose head was blown off by a direct kick from Hawk, a red ball of light that instantly caught Hawk's eye jumped out from the butcher's body.

With a bounce, the red ball of light hit Hawke directly.

moment.

【Ding!】

【Strength +2】

[Physique +2]

[Foreign language: Skrull +1]

[Talent: "Skrull Disguise", "Fragment +1"]

[The Skrull's disguise is one of the best talents in the universe. Not only does it allow you to easily disguise yourself as anyone, it also allows you to gain access to his short-term memory. 】

[Collect ten fragments to successfully unlock the Skrull's camouflage talent. 】

"Skrull?"

Along with the information from the plug-in after the death was confirmed, at this moment after the red light ball entered the body, the strength increased by two points, the constitution increased by two points, and in the mind, a new skill was added in the foreign language area to bark like a wild boar.

Apart from the same language, what surprised Hawke the most was the last fragment of talent disguise.

The next second.

After putting on his coat again, Hawke put the Beretta pistol away, took the half-drunk coffee, and walked directly towards the partition. After walking through the broken partition, the first thing he saw was the man lying on the bed.

On the ground, it looked like a butcher lying in the green watermelon juice that had passed its expiration date and flowed all over the floor.

only……

Lying in the spoiled watermelon juice was a human butcher with a body as strong as a hill. Lying in the spoiled watermelon juice was a body with green skin, a thin body, and a height of only about 160 centimeters.

Headless corpse.

"Ouch!"

When Hawk saw this scene, he couldn't help but pause in his steps: "You are really a Skrull."

There are aliens on earth, this is normal.

After all, as a god, Mephisto, the Lord of Hell, would show off his miracles in bars in Texas from time to time, looking for loan sharks all over the world.

So there are gods on earth and aliens are nothing to be surprised about.

but……

Hawke knew that there were Skrulls on the earth just like he knew that there was Mephisto on the earth. He just knew it, but seeing it with his own eyes, this was his first time.

Why don't an alien refugee live a good life under the protection of that black braised egg and come to New York City to become a killer?

What do you think?

One question after another popped up in Hawke's head.

at this time.

Hawk came back to his senses and turned his head to look. Outside the restaurant, the New York Police Department, which had already assembled and was about to rush in, raised its eyebrows.

The next second.

Hawke took a sip of the coffee in his hand, turned around, stepped directly over the headless alien corpse under him, walked into the kitchen of the restaurant, and then walked out through the small door leading from the kitchen to the alley behind the restaurant.

"dog Dog Dog!"

"NYPD!"

"NYPD!"

"lay down……"

The moment Hawke left the restaurant through the kitchen door, heavily armed New York Police Department SWAT officers roared their slogans and rushed directly into the restaurant wearing body armor and carrying bullet guns.

but……

Everyone was a little dumbfounded when they looked at the ruined but empty restaurant.

Where are people?

Where are people?

Fortunately, the SWAT captain quickly came to his senses, gestured repeatedly, and then the SWAT police behind him filed in and quickly surrounded the restaurant.

When several special agents cooperated with each other and walked to the partition wall, a special agent with sharp eyes saw the green corpse lying in the spoiled watermelon juice. He was stunned for a moment and then said: "Captain, the body was found!"

Special police from other directions also sent signals one after another.

"Safety!"

"Safety!"

"Safety."

After listening to the team members reporting information and indicating that it was safe, the special service captain who slightly relaxed his hand on the shotgun heard the report that the body was found, looked at the special police officer who made the sound, and walked over.

Just like the SWAT officer who discovered the body, when the SWAT captain saw the green-skinned body in the spoiled watermelon juice, his brain was not strong enough and he was stunned on the spot.

ten minutes later.

The entire restaurant was completely sealed off by the New York Police Department, and even reporters who rushed over after hearing about the gunfight in downtown Manhattan were driven far away from the restaurant.

Fifteen minutes later.

A plain black Chevrolet SUV screeched and parked next to the cordon.

In the sky, a helicopter made a rumbling sound and hovered in mid-air.

A man who walked out of a black Chevrolet SUV wearing sunglasses and a black suit and dressed like a man in black opened the cordon and walked straight into the restaurant. He took out his ID and looked at the restaurant full of people.

The special police officer said in a very arrogant tone: "Who is in charge?"

Detective George Stacey, who was talking to the SWAT captain, looked back and saw the man in black appearing at the door of the restaurant. He frowned and walked over: "I am, you are..."

"National Security Agency!"

The man in black handed his ID to Detective George Stacy who came over, took off his sunglasses, and revealed a good old man's face: "National Security Agency, Senior Special Investigations Agent Phil Coulson."

Detective George Stacey glanced at the ID in his hand and handed it back to Phil Coulson, the prosecutor and special investigation agent in front of him who claimed to be from the National Security Agency: "George Stacey"

West, New York Police Department, Major Crimes, Chief of Detectives.”

Phil Coulson took back his ID and his eyes fell on the green headless body that was lifted out of the broken watermelon by the SWAT team: "I think you have received the order, Detective Stacey, about the body found here.

, let me take over.”

George Stacey nodded expressionlessly.

When Phil Coulson saw this, he didn't say much, but nodded to the two agents who were also dressed in black and came in behind him: "Go and receive it, be careful, this body is because of

We encountered an unknown chemical attack and must eliminate it as soon as possible!"

Finished.

Phil Coulson gave Detective George Stacey a friendly smile in front of him.

…
Chapter completed!