The system is the king of the counterattack master

Simul's voice sounded, and all the men in black backed up, and all of a sudden they got out of Han Xiaodong's range.

Seeing that this group of people stopped rushing upwards, Han Xiaodong also stopped attacking with his feet.

Seeing Han Xiaodong stop, the man in black immediately separated from the left and right, revealing a stern young man in white clothes and white hair.

From the image alone, Han Xiaodong would never associate the person in front of him with the inhuman Ark members.

I saw him wearing a plain white suit and a light blue tie. The skin on his fair and clean face was extremely smooth. On the bridge of his small nose was a pair of thin-rimmed round glasses. Behind the glasses were a pair of talking eyes, writing Full of deep smiles.

The most special thing is his silver-white hair. Han Xiaodong grows up so big, and he has never seen anyone with such silver-haired hair at a young age. Even in some Two-dimensional anime, the silver-haired hair is generally Long hair, but Simul is different, he has fluffy curly hair, at first glance, he gives people the feeling of a lazy rich man.

In comparison, he felt that he had lost a lot in terms of image, and not to mention his current attire, the golden belt around his waist, the size of a frying spoon, looked very rustic.

"We finally met, Mr. Han Xiaodong." Simmel bowed, and greeted him very politely.

"Where is Wang Jiayuan?" Simul's voice rang out, and his good image instantly collapsed in Han Xiaodong's heart.

"Why are you in such a hurry? I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Someone wants to talk to you first." Simmel kept a very relaxed smile, but in Han Xiaodong's view, it was the most treacherous smile in the world.

"Let me see Wang Jiayuan first." Han Xiaodong moved his feet slightly, and lightly supported a plate, so that he could make a preemptive strike in case the conversation fails.

"I said, there is someone who wants to meet you first. He seems to be your father's old friend. Are you not interested?"

Simul's words were still so lethal, and Han Xiaodong was completely defeated with just one old friend.

After hesitating for a while, Han Xiaodong jumped down from the long table, untied the golden belt around his waist, threw it to the man in black next to him, and said angrily, "Lead the way."

Simul raised his eyebrows, made a gesture of please, and took a step ahead, walking in the front, followed by Han Xiaodong, and the men in black followed behind Han Xiaodong like bodyguards.

This building is very huge, and the corridor alone is seven to eighty meters long. It really takes patience from the beginning to the end.

Near the end, a dark gray arc door came into Han Xiaodong's eyes.The gate and the wall are integrated, and also depict some very strange lines, which seem to be some kind of very ancient hieroglyphs.

There were two men in black standing in front of the door. Seeing Simul approaching, they quickly stretched out their hands and opened the door first.

Inside the gate is another hall, but unlike the church-like pattern outside, this place is more like a huge living room.

The room is about three to four hundred square meters, and the dome is covered with various colorful murals, but these murals do not describe the content with obvious religious colors like European churches.

And most of them are weird things, people with huge heads handed a glowing thing to an ape-man, people with round helmets flew on what looked like rockets, and ancient people with spears in their hands were following. A large-eared humanoid hunts together.

There is even a picture of a group of apes pointing at the mushroom cloud.

Han Xiaodong was completely puzzled by these weird pictures. They looked rough and rough, not so much painted murals, but more like the repainting of cave murals by ancient people.

Under the dome is a huge long table. There are only two shining golden candlesticks on the table, and nothing else is placed on it.In the direction facing the door, there are huge floor-to-ceiling colored filigree glass on all sides. The patterns on it seem to be irregular, but they reveal a unique sense of solemnity.

"Wait for a while, the colonel will be here soon." Simmel pulled out a chair and motioned for Han Xiaodong to sit down.

Han Xiaodong looked around the whole room, like a child entering an aquarium for the first time.

The murals on the dome are really amazing. They seem to be telling some kind of magical story to the people in the room, which is more sci-fi than secular stories, but more real than religious stories.

"These are ancient murals that we have collected from all over the world."

Seeing that Han Xiaodong was very interested in the dome, Simmel introduced it very politely, and his words also confirmed Han Xiaodong's guess.

"However, it has undergone some artistic processing. Of course, this is the Colonel's personal interpretation, and has nothing to do with the organization's attitude towards alien civilizations."

Han Xiaodong looked up at these weird pictures, and after listening to Simmel's introduction, he couldn't help asking: "In other words, do you think that human beings have had contact with alien civilizations?"

"According to the more common saying, these are just guesses, but there is no sufficient evidence to prove it, but I don't understand. If these mural records are not evidence, then what else can be called evidence?"

Han Xiaodong turned his eyes back to the dome, and looked at Simmel with an extremely ridiculous look: "It seems that you are trying to hide these evidences, and you are the ones who misled you by saying that the secular world is there?"

Of course, he couldn't say that he had seen the documents of the CIA and FBI, so he could only say in a more vague tone: "I remember that UFOs were very popular a few years ago, but gradually, fewer and fewer people talked about them. I have also seen some online programs mentioning Area 51 and some declassified documents related to aliens. It seems that all of them have been covered up tightly. Even the declassified files have been drawn with various black bars. Don’t Tell me this has nothing to do with you."

Now Xiaodong Han is thankful for the opening up of the media and the Internet today. In an era without the Internet, he really doesn’t know what kind of attitude he should take to face Simul, but now he can be fair and honest. gone back.

Unexpectedly, Simmel gave a rare wry smile: "It really has nothing to do with us, it is some organizations that cooperate with us, in order not to cause panic, they deliberately made it that way, and we signed a non-disclosure agreement with them , so this information cannot be leaked out, if everything goes according to our wishes, we really hope to let people all over the world know the authenticity of these threats."

"Threat?" Han Xiaodong keenly caught the key words in his words: "Why do you think they are threatening instead of friendly?"

"Because they are stronger than us, only the strong are qualified to express kindness!" A thick baritone suddenly sounded behind Han Xiaodong.