Infinite Plane Devour

Chapter 109 See K
As an alien, Jike really has no characteristics that distinguish him from people on Earth.

Timid, fearful, philistine, bullying, bullying and fearing hard, profit first, these rubbish things are really bound to the soul.

The main body of the store is to buy and sell second-hand goods, and also buy things stolen by shady people.

Under the hood it provides high-level weapons for most of the aliens, as well as some other interesting stuff.

In his eyes, as long as he has money, there is no impossible business.

Money, can be said to be his everything.

But yes, even if the head is smashed by K with a gun, it can still be restored. Jike should not worry about death!

The head is not acceptable, so smashing the whole body, will it have a special effect?
Jike was a little nervous. This alien who was not afraid of death had a glow on his forehead. When he wiped it with his hand, he sweated profusely.

On the surface, he doesn't pay much attention to these famous Rolex watches or other precious jewelry, that is, he just takes them out to have a look at them in normal times.

But those hidden things must never be known by others.

As long as the police know about it, it is easy to be caught and spent in prison for a few years.

Well, it seems to be the most powerful.

That's not what he's afraid of.

If this matter gets to the men in black organization, send a few "old friends" over.

There is something to say.

Enough for him to drink several jugs.

Unfortunately, he was charged with "deliberately selling high-power weapons and murdering ordinary people" and sent him back to the planet where he lived.

Think about the environment of that planet, it is not a place where people, -- no -- aliens can live.

After finally catching a good opportunity to live on the earth, if he wants to go back, there is no possibility of negotiation at all.

The more Jike thought about it, the more murderous intent he felt.

This person definitely knows something, so he wants to blackmail me with such malicious intentions.

In this case, he should not be kept.

The atmosphere suddenly became oppressive, the old lamps in the shop were dim, and the door was shabby because of the wind blowing over.

The guitars on the rope swayed from side to side, and when they collided together, they made a heavy muffled sound.

The moment he sensed Jike's murderous intent, Wu Xian's heart tightened, and then he relaxed again.

The detection of spiritual power told him that Jike didn't have the strength to kill himself unless he used those high-level weapons.

However, at his speed, Jike should be killed by Wu Xian before he uses his weapon.

I was a little confused in my heart, and I didn't quite understand why he would kill.

If Wu Xian knew that Jike would kill people to silence him only because he wanted to stay here, so as to prevent the news of him reselling weapons from being leaked, he would have to laugh bitterly.

The dim light flickered a few times, and then died, fulfilling its life's mission.

The moonlight shone obliquely and projected into the small shop along the glass on the door.

Wu Xian's shadow pulls the old man.

Jake sniffed, squinted his eyes, and remained silent.

After a long time, Wu Xian tapped his index finger on the glass counter.

One click, one click, knocking regularly.

Slightly taken aback, Jake squinted his eyes.

But he found that Wu Xian was staring at him, smiling, accompanied by the sound of knocking, like a demon in hell waiting for his prey to take the bait.

His body trembled uncontrollably, and the nerves in his brain told him, as long as he dared to move one step.

He will die!
Complete death, no resurrection, no reorganization.

What awaits him is eternal perdition.

His body froze, and even his thoughts were sealed in his head, unable to speak or move his hands.

With an inexplicably powerful momentum, it firmly suppressed Jike.

The sideburn hair clings tightly, and the sweat flows down the cheeks and falls to the ground along the chin.

Wu Xian still smiled.

The mental coercion that I figured out a few days ago, I didn't expect that it would be effective against aliens, and it looks like this, the effect is not bad.

He couldn't even lift a finger, and killing people was just a joke to Jike.

boom~~
As the last knock stopped, Wu Xian picked up a watch placed on the glass counter.

The workmanship is excellent, the decoration is tactful, and the time is accurate.

It can be seen that this is a high-end watch with a sense of age.

In the eyes of watch lovers, it should be quite precious.

Playing with the watch, Wu Xian looked down at the submissive Jike.

Reminiscent of how he was so afraid of K in the plot, Wu Xian felt relieved.

Of course, it also has something to do with K's habit of shooting when he disagrees.

In short, as an alien, Jike is not as ferocious as humans imagined, eating people and drinking blood, but he is similar to a street gangster.

The mental power was retracted, and Jike felt the power that firmly suppressed the body's will dissipate.

The whole body instantly loosened, and the wind blew past.

His back was cold, and he couldn't help but tense up.

Lifting his head with difficulty, sweat slowly dripped from the palms of his hands.

In his eyes, Wu Xian's plainness was a harbinger of death.

Grinning reluctantly, showing an ugly smile, Jike said cautiously.

"Well, sir, Police Officer Edward has never been here. I wonder if you came to my small place for business?"

Seeing that Wu Xian didn't speak, on the contrary, he showed a thoughtful look.

Jake didn't feel relaxed at all, but became more tense.

What is the purpose of this uncle coming to him?
Selling prohibited weapons to others?

Or was it discovered that the guns and ammunition were secretly hidden?
But why did he suddenly ask Police Officer Edward, he is just an ordinary person and doesn't know the existence of aliens like them, so what is it?

After thinking about several possibilities, they rejected them one after another.

Jike has lived on this street for seven or eight years, and he has a similar understanding of the basic situation around him.

Whether it is an ordinary person or a visitor from an alien planet, it has a lot to do with it.

but.

After searching his head, he had never seen or even heard of this person.

So young, with great power, why has no one else said it before.

He turned his head slightly, looked at Wu Xian quietly, and then turned around.

Still thinking.

Emboldened, Jike raised his voice slightly: "Well, it seems that you don't understand something, I wonder if I can help you?"

Jake didn't see Police Officer Edward, which means that he hasn't followed K here, which means that K hasn't met Edward yet, and he doesn't know the process of the black police officer chasing criminals on foot.

Or, there is another possibility.
"boom"

The door of the small shop was opened brutally, wearing a large T-shirt with an orange jacket tied around his waist.

Walking in, seeing Wu Xian, he just thought he was here to mess around with small things, trying to be a cheap petty bourgeois.

He came directly to Jike, ignoring Wu Xian.

After fiddling with the watches on the table a few times, Edward said sharply: "I heard that you have something more powerful than these watches here?"

Looking up at Wu Xian, seeing that he didn't respond, he said cautiously: "Officer, you are joking, at most I am selling drugs, how dare I do other things."

"I mean the gun."

"That's all I have here."

Jike still wanted to quibble, at this time K pushed open the door and walked in.

(End of this chapter)