Start a Base

"Huh? Boss, what are you doing here? This is?"

Just as Li Yunpeng was about to do something, human words suddenly came from behind him.

The shopkeeper looked surprised, "Help, they are from the MIB!"

"Boss, don't panic, I have already notified the law enforcement team. I have already seen that this group of people is not at ease."

The shopkeeper burst into tears with excitement, "Xiao Er, turn around and add chicken legs for you, oh no, processing capital."

"Go, wait for someone to clean them up."

Li Yunpeng was speechless, how did this **** see that he was not at ease?

But now that the law enforcement team has been notified, then if you kill someone at this time, things will become more troublesome, and you won't be able to run away, and you will directly become a wanted criminal.

Still sit and watch the changes, and see if the identity of the agent of the Military Intelligence Bureau of the Moyang Empire is working well in the Beixuan Empire.

Not long after, a group of people came outside and directly surrounded the shop.

"What's the situation?" The head of the scar face asked coldly.

When the shop owner saw that someone was calling the shots, he first hid the dark matter in his hands quietly behind him, then jumped a step, pointed at Li Yunpeng and shouted, "They belong to the Military Intelligence Bureau of the Last Sun Empire!"

Wow!

A group of law enforcement teams instantly pointed their guns at Li Yunpeng.

The shopkeeper didn't expect such a big disturbance. Before he had time, he said that the agent of the Military Intelligence Bureau planned to kill people after investigating the news of the leader of the Beixuan Empire.

Li Yunpeng smiled, watching the movements of these people, that is, an eighth-level evolutionary, placed in the current North Cantilever, they might be considered a master.

But in front of myself, it was not enough to see.

Li Yunpeng was sure to kill dozens of people in front of him before they pulled the trigger.

"Yes, I am indeed an agent of the Military Intelligence Bureau. I just paid 8 grams of dark matter and bought some... news from this shopkeeper."

The shop owner's eyes were round, he didn't expect Li Yunpeng to say that!

The law enforcement team knew that they had 8 grams of dark matter, so what was it?

Moreover, if you purchase some news, you must not let the law enforcement team know, otherwise you will have to die!

"Um... Brothers, this is the dark matter I received, please accept it."

Scarface's indifferent eyes burst out greedy eyes.

"Ahem..." He gave a dry cough, took the dark matter from the owner, and then put it into his pocket, "What news did he ask you for? He could actually pay 8 grams of dark matter?"

The shopkeeper felt that his legs were soft, and his brain was spinning so fast that he absolutely couldn't delve into this issue!

"Big, my lord, it's not an important issue. The most important thing is that these people carry a lot of dark matter!"

hiss--!

Scarface took a deep breath and put down the communicator that was going to notify the upper layer.

I simply ignored what question Li Yunpeng asked, and waved to the shopkeeper to go out.

If the shopkeeper is amnesty, the dark matter will be gone. He only blames himself for not having that life. If Xiaoming didn't explain it, he would have picked it up here.

After coming out, the shopkeeper took a long breath, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said to his confidants: "Go and get ready, tonight we will carry the spacecraft and run away!"

Subordinate: "Huh? Carry..."

The shopkeeper was taken aback for a moment, "Drive the spaceship and run! I made a mistake, go and prepare!"

"Ah yes yes yes..."

......

In the shop, apart from Li Yunpeng and others, there are only a group of law enforcement teams from the Beixuan Empire.

Scarface said gloomily: "Boy, you better hand over all the dark matter on your body!"

Li Yunpeng was speechless. The military intelligence agent who used to make people talk about it, now has no deterrent power?

"Brother, I said, I am an agent of the Military Intelligence Bureau and have the right to monitor the world!"

"Hahahaha..." Scarface seemed to have heard the funniest thing in the world, "Listen well, this is the Beixuan Empire, not your Last Sun Empire. You still monitor the world? Monitor a hook. 8!"

"Heh, Beixuan Empire? Who allowed you to build an empire?"

Scarface was taken aback, and he stopped asking this question, yes, who allowed it? Where does he know who allowed it?

"Slow talk nonsense, did I discuss with you how the Beixuan Empire was established? I asked you to hand over all the dark matter!"

Li Yunpeng took out dozens of grams of dark matter casually, "Here is what you want, answer my question, there is more to come."

Scarface hesitated for a moment, after all, he hadn't resisted the more temptations behind him.

"Then, then you can ask"

"Who created the Beixuan Empire?"

Scarface: "..."

"What am I..."

Li Yunpeng went on to say: "If you don't know, I will give you a chance to ask for help from a superior off the court."

"..."

Scarface was furious, "I see you don't want to live anymore, brothers, give it to me!"

five minutes later--

Scarface covered his face and said, "Brother, there is a chance to call outside the court for help...is there any more?"

Li Yunpeng took his feet away from his face, "Yes, you hit it, I'll just wait here."

"Haha..." Scarface smiled hard, and took out the interphone for a while, "Hey, lead, lead, we were **** by people from the Military Intelligence Bureau of the Last Sun Empire, come and save us. ....."

There was no reply on the other end of the phone, but just hung up.

About ten minutes later, a standard spacecraft stopped in front of the shop.

A group of people in black, tightly bound from head to toe, descended from the spacecraft.

"You belong to the Military Intelligence Bureau of the Last Sun Empire?"

Li Yunpeng nodded.

The leader said directly: "Come with us!"

Li Yunpeng smiled and said, "What if I want to say no?"

"Hmph, then don't blame us for being polite!"

......

five minutes later--

The man in black: "Ahem...I heard...everyone has an opportunity to ask for help outside the court?"

Li Yunpeng thought for a while, and raised the foot that was on his neck, "Okay, call your superior."

......

at dusk--

There was some disturbance in the small shop.

"Don't step on me!"

"Let me go up!"

"The leader is up there, so please let me down!"

"When can someone come to heal him? Sooner or later, the people under us will be crushed to death..."

......

On the floor of the store, there are a dozen layers of human mats thickly stacked, and dozens of square meters of space, miraculously accommodate hundreds of people...

Li Yunpeng sat on the top, and the carved red man stepping on his feet said and cursed: "You shit, the organizational structure of the Beixuan Empire is really brain-dead. You can only contact the next level at the first level. When will it end? Hurry up. Your superior asks for help, Bie Te Niang is delaying Lao Tzu's time..."