I'm Not a Hero of God, I'm a Driver in Meiman

"Where have I seen you?" Li Cha asked while reaching out to No. 13.

Number 13 stood up by himself, glanced at Li Cha, flicked his blond hair, twisted his waist, turned around and left.

Looking at her back, Li Cha suddenly realized.

Isn't this the killer lady who was fucked by him?

The mist grass looks like it was carved out of the same mold!

Twins?

Hill's eyes lit up.

Although I couldn't see Li Cha's expression, since he showed interest in No. 13, maybe he could...

"Barbara 'Bobby' Morse, one of the best field agents in the Homeland Strategic Defense Offensive and Logistics Agency," Hill approached with folded arms, "Now you know her name, you are Not in exchange, tell me your name."

"What kind of bureau are you, the name is too long." Li Cha complained.

Hill was expressionless, mmp in his heart.

"Also, are you really embarrassed to replace my name with someone else's name?"

Hill: ...

"Maria Hill!" Hill said coldly.

Li Cha scanned Hill in all directions, but, as expected, she is a cold-faced beauty. "My name is Yanlong Xia. It's very good that you didn't hold back too much in the first cooperation."

"So I should thank you?"

"You're welcome."

"..."

Li Cha was quite satisfied with the first contact with the Land Barabara Bureau.

At first glance, this organization is an organization that often contacts and handles abnormal events. The spaceship that can take off and land at will, the special stun gun, excellent equipment and excellent quality of men all show that its background is extraordinary.

But this organization didn't show any strength that disgusted him, and didn't even show any intention of dealing with him at all, which made Li Cha very fond of it.

Of course, [-]% of this favorability is due to the two mature beauties, Barbara and Hill, and the two little beauties, Megan and Heather.

Li Cha wouldn't be bothered to talk to him if it was another old man.

"I don't know if they have completed the task of catching people..."

Li Cha smiled, looking for a place to check the harvest.

This time fighting monsters, the karma harvest is nearly [-], which is great!

Counting the previous ones, Li Cha now has a total of 12067 karma!

It's a pity that although there is a lot of karma, it obviously hasn't reached the point of unlocking new functions.

After comforting Audrey, Richard and Skye went home.

As for the neighbor Uncle Stan being taken away, Richard is not worried at all. With the style of this Barabara Bureau, he should be fine... right?

On the way back, Li Cha saw the destructive power of those monsters.

The signal base station collapsed, and the steel bracket was twisted so badly, as if it had been twisted by something.

There are burning cars, damaged roads and storefronts, and frozen people on the roads and streets.Li Cha was thawed easily, and gained hundreds of karma.

In a relatively well-preserved house, by the window, a man and a woman watched the apocalyptic scene outside the window, and fell silent for a while.

"I thought you would be very powerful if you were targeted by the Eagle Bureau, but I didn't expect there to be even more powerful." The middle-aged man in a white suit pushed his glasses, "Aliens, snowmen, ghost cars, big praying mantis... tsk tsk , would you like some whiskey?"

The middle-aged man's tone was emotional, and there was a hint of excitement in his eyes that no one noticed.

"Forget it, I don't drink, it will affect my sanity." The blond beauty pointed to her head, "And those guys are in this small town, I'd better be careful, and you too, Fu Xier."

The blond beauty glanced at the middle-aged man, pushed the door open and walked out.

Fu Xier pushed his glasses again, "The arms dealer who was targeted by the Eagle Bureau, remind me to be careful? Hehe..."

Seeing the blonde beauty leave, Fucher turned around and dialed a number.

"I know who did it in Manhattan, and I'll send the address right away."

"very good."

"I propose to send out a special envoy. That guy is not an ordinary person." Fu Xier couldn't help narrowing his eyes when he remembered the figure he saw when he went to his alma mater to be a prom guest.

"Pharmaceutical agent, are you sure you mean the special envoy, not the hotel member?" The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became more serious.

Fu Xier put away his smile and looked serious, "As a drug agent in New York, I formally request the assistance of a special envoy from the High Table!"

"I will ask Elder Bobby for instructions. If your judgment is correct, you will know the consequences."

The phone hangs up.

Fucher sneered.

as a result of?

Ha ha.