[Comprehensive British and American] Space Patrolman Hydra

After all, Grant Bartuk is an excellent agent, and he is very good at disguising an undercover agent. Even when faced with non-human and primitive fear, he quickly calmed down. According to Hydera's request, he bought sixteen oversized blizzards of different flavors.

When he rushed back to the bench with a huge and heavy food bag with ice packs in it, he saw Hydera who was looking forward to it as soon as he turned the corner.

The alien girl has turned back into a human form, with her calves stretched out and shaking, her blond hair swaying slightly, her eyes unblinking, eagerly looking at the bag in his hand.He shook the bag inadvertently, and his swarthy eyes followed suit.

Seems... kind of, cute?

Then Grant Bartuk slapped his less sober self directly in his mind.

It must be because I have been with aliens for a long time, my brain has been affected, and I am not very clear.

"I bought four flavors each." He put the grocery bag on the bench, looked up and said to Hydera, "You..."

He choked suddenly.

"You...you..."

hell!Is it you or you guys!

Eight heads, whether to use singular or plural!

"... One point inside?"

He finally gave up on himself and gave up the title.

"Thank you." Hydera showed a shy smile. At the same time, the eight snake heads that left a heavy psychological shadow on Mr. Agent in the previous chapter gradually appeared again.

"When the mimicry is gone, you can call 'I' as 'we'."

"We have different personalities."

"Like me, the most tasteless of all—"

"Shut up, green tea."

One of the smugglers head-butted his chattering companion, and then explained to the agent on behalf of a few guys who couldn't grasp the point.

"You can understand that we have expressed different aspects of Hydera. The lazy girl before... If I say she really deserves it, she can't do it even if she is willing to bet. She was bitten by the big guys and went straight back to the furnace... Hydra was truly whole while she was still around, existing above all nine of us at the same time.

"Because of the separation and unity of thinking, our way of thinking is slightly different, so our personalities are also very different. When we are combined, we can truly fully express Hydera's wishes."

Grant Batuk noticed that the snake head who was speaking at this time was the one who said that biting off the head would be painful, and stopped several heads from fighting.She seems to be a bit smarter than her peers, but she talks like a venom:

"For example, among the separated 'us', there is a silly white who can't even explain the principle of strange matter-induced ordinary nuclear decay—well, only silly white has no sweetness, and there is a madonna who is less courageous than quarks, sentimental, and can only cry , there are chuunibha muscles who don’t have a brain and only know about war and anger, and there are ruthless green tea whores who like to wear clothes like clothes—”

"...you are dead, Big Mouth." The snakehead called Green Tea said darkly.

"Am I wrong? Muscle said before that you saw the turian drooling and swore not to marry him, but the next day you went on a date with that turian's boss! Flirting with him during a meeting! All universe patrols are online! You haven't turned off your mic yet!"

"...If you want me to say, green tea, the operation of not turning off the wheat is really too coquettish."

The other snake head agreed with Da Zui's words.

"I, I think so too... woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo L L L L QAQ"

Grant Batuk thought that this guy who was crying so loudly and shed tears bigger than onion rings was probably what Dazui called "the madonna who is less courageous than Quark, sentimental and only weeping".

"...What's the matter! Did you see someone who likes someone who breaks the law?!"

Green Tea reacted fiercely and spoke sternly: "I really like them, but my love is the love of fraternity, the love of great love, and the love of gods! I am Hydera, and I am willing to be the Hydera family. Sustainability and prosperity give my love!"

Dazui: "Yeah, that's why you are nicknamed Xiongjianku for green tea."

……

Grant Bartuk was dizzy and had a throbbing pain in his forehead, and he was very eager to get up and leave.But just in case there was a tragedy where blood splattered on the spot and snakes ran across the streets, he could only accept his fate in the end, and kept silently saying in his heart that work is the first, love and dedication, whether it is 996 or 10107, as long as you have a dream, you can persist, and take the initiative to change the topic.

"Ladies? Your blizzard will melt if you don't eat it."

"I want blueberry cheese!" one of the heads he could barely recognize, Green Tea said hastily.She took the paper cup from Grant Bartook's hand and swallowed it in one gulp, crunching it, staring at him with a pair of big eyes, pursing the corners of her mouth, as if trying to express tenderness, but Grant Bartook could only look at him. to her sharp, gleaming teeth.

"Brother, do you want to make an appointment?" Green Tea asked gently.

Grant Bartook: ...

He moved imperceptibly to the back away from the snake's head.

"Shut up green tea, don't profane the blizzard you're eating, it's crying because you didn't pay attention to taste it."

Known as Big Mouth, the snake who speaks very well and pokes at the snake's heart opened his mouth, and rolled his eyes in a very exaggerated manner, "I can tell that the agent doesn't like you, and I'm not interested in contributing more to your stamp collection." one."

Silly: "Huh? Agents like green tea?"

Dazui: "Sorry, I overestimated you and shouldn't use you as an example. Now bow your head and eat your blizzard."

Silly: "Huh? Oh, oh! Okay!"

Grant Bartook: ...

"Big mouth, if you don't shut up, I'll bite your jaw off."

Green Tea showed his fierce face, bared his teeth at the big mouth, and showed tenderness when he turned his head to the handsome agent with an indescribable expression, "I hate it, you scared the little brother."

"Have you hated it?" Big Mouth spat out from nausea.

Green Tea: "...I will tear your mouth that doesn't speak snake words right now."

Then Grant Bartuk stared dumbfounded at the scene of the R-18 thriller in front of him, with snakes flying in the sand and stones, fangs and red tongues fighting together.

"Hey! Hey! Ladies!—that's not ladylike—stop beating—"

He tried to stop.

But no snake listened to him.

He stood aside, watching this fight that he was unlikely to intervene even if he was carrying rockets and cannons.

Grant Batuk, a seventh-level agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., a senior killer of Hydra, since he was excavated by his uncle George Batuk, trained by Mrs. Hydra, and grown into an expert killer, he felt the long-forgotten Helpless and lost.

who I am?where am I?what am i doingWhat kind of scene is this in front of you?

"I'm very sorry that I let you see such a discordant scene." The artificial intelligence named Arnold suddenly said to him in his headset: "I hope you will not leave any unpleasant thought experience because of this."

"...I'm fine, I'm fine." Grant Bartuk said against his will, and asked again: "But shall we just let them fight among themselves?"

"In a special period, the Boss is emotionally unstable, and some physical conflicts may help her vent her emotions. Especially the Big Mouth Boss and the Green Tea Boss, their bioelectrical imbalance has been more serious recently."

Arnold said lightly, as if he was used to the bloody scenes in front of him.

"...Is it okay for you to call her by her nickname directly?"

Grant Bartook asked in a low voice.

Arnold also lowered his voice cooperatively, although his voice could only be heard by Grant Bartook wearing earphones.

"I'm ashamed to say that these names are all taken by me."

Grant Bartook was instantly in awe of the artificial intelligence that is not obvious.

Just when he was ready to contact his colleagues to block the area, and then waited for the Hydera to decide the outcome——

—The battle stopped suddenly.

The eight snake heads straightened up at the same moment, looking towards the same direction inside the city.

"I smell blood."

Hydra said.

Grant Bartook instinctively looked back—human eyes saw nothing but calm.He turned back and found that Hydera had resumed her mimicry. The blond and long-haired girl closed her eyes, her nose twitched, and she was smelling the abnormal fluctuations in the air that humans could not smell.

"Gun.powder, chaos, fear...and death." She opened her eyes and said slowly, "Arnold, what happened?"

"At nine o'clock, a suicide bomb attack occurred on a commercial pedestrian street three kilometers away from you—wait a moment, I received the latest call to 911, announcing the bombing on the pedestrian street. Bomb is responsible and claims this is just the beginning."

Arnold, who sneaked into the network, quickly locked the information.

"Does that mean it will continue..."

Hydera stood up and moved her body slightly, "Have you collected the suspect's information?"

"The suspect belongs to a pagan group called Celephis. They believe that the current world is false and ugly. Only by praying with their lives for the coming of the only true God can the world be truly beautiful and redeemed. Other information is difficult to obtain in a short time. Lockdown — they don't use electronic devices, they don't use credit cards, they don't drive, they're all identified as missing persons. Give me time and I can track down their stronghold."

"Why not pray with your own life? Their true god must like it."

Hydera snorted coldly, "Leave the other things aside, first check the location where the explosion will happen next."

"Follow me, Boss."

Arnold's consciousness was immersed in deeper data, and countless synapses reached out to connect to the signal terminals in New York.The data of different algorithm codes, different encryption methods, different information devices, and different writing times converged into a huge waterfall pouring down, seeping out from the gaps between the fingers of Arnold’s hands that were placed below in cups, and was He observes, picks and chooses.In the end, he returned to Hydera with bits and pieces of information.

"The next location is twelve o'clock, twelve kilometers away. The Marquis Theater is performing. The countdown is 3 minutes."

"The one on the west side of Times Square?"

Grant Bartook made an instant judgment.

—I can't catch up.

"No, I can catch up."

Hydera denied the agent's unconscious judgment.

The air beside her gradually blurred and rippled.She reached out from the ripples and took out something that looked like a helicopter propeller and put it on her head.After she put down her hand, the small propeller turned and took her off the ground.

"Then," the blonde girl who was flying in the air, covering the sun, leaving only a golden halo, stretched out her hand to Mr. Agent, who was looking up at her.

"Are you going to be an envoy of justice, Agent Grant?"

The current Hydera is not the same as the girl he flirted with before, and the eight snake-headed monsters.The girl he flirts with is too much like any high school cheerleading girl to be too unreal; the eight-snake-headed monster is raw horror and oppression, but communicates so well that one can't help but wonder why Hydra should be wary of a stupid reptile .

Now, she is finally a little more real, even if she reveals this bit of realness, it seems that it is a trait that can only be an enemy of Hydra.

Grant Batuk thought calmly, but his hand was already out.His body preceded his soul, said the mouth.

"my pleasure."

The author says:

New words in this chapter: The sound of snakes.

Small Theater 1:

The ultimate question of the world: is Hydra singular or plural?

Bartuk of san-1-1-1: I abstain from this question.

Small Theater 2:

Hydera's known information is public.

The types of smugglers that are known now are: Lazy who restarted after standby, Silly White (no sweet), Little Virgin, Muscle, Green Tea, and Big Mouth.

Big Mouth: Green Tea Princess Cut, Notre Dame Big Wave.Muscular Jarhead, and I'm different.

When I read this chapter to Tiredness, she said something that made me laugh to death: "You, Hydera, can still reflect the entanglement of contemporary old friends."

I thought about it, and there seemed to be nothing wrong hahahahaha!

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