Chapter 146 The white in the White House is the white of the white-headed detective
The tense atmosphere that had finally been brewed instantly dissipated without a trace with the remote control in Teddy's hand.
Lange, Old K and Old Qiao looked at each other with disbelief in their eyes.
When this evil spirit comes to seek life through the TV, it can actually use the remote control to rewind and fast forward?
"Do you know what I'm thinking?"
"Yeah, we have to watch the big-nosed woman combing her hair again."
".That's not it."
Lango smiled after hearing Lao Qiao's complaint, then took the remote control away from Teddy, and continued to look at the woman on the TV screen who was still combing her hair.
I don't know if it was because she heard Lao Qiao's complaint, but the originally long scene of combing her hair turned out to be even longer than last time. A full ten minutes had passed, and the woman was still combing her hair slowly. He even looked at Lao Qiao provocatively, as if he was deliberately challenging their patience.
"Damn it, did this ugly old woman do it on purpose? Didn't it pass quickly before?" Lao Qiao finally couldn't hold back and cursed loudly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the woman on the TV seemed to hear his curse and raised her middle finger provocatively.
This move completely angered Lao Qiao, who was already suffering from irritability. He ignored the persuasion of Lango and others, pushed his wheelchair directly to the TV and cursed: "You Bichi who messed with Fake, you just did it." Give me the middle finger? AH? Do you know who I am?”
Snap——!
The woman on the TV didn't tolerate him at all. She actually reached out through the screen and slapped him directly!
Lao Qiao touched his face in confusion, and immediately became furious when he realized what he was doing: "Sang Yaofu Bichi!"
His thick arms stretched into the screen like iron pliers, grabbed the woman's throat, pulled her out of the TV, and then gave her a powerful headbutt!
The woman immediately let out a piercing scream like a witch, and the glass around the apartment shattered.
But Lao Qiao didn't seem to be affected at all. He held the woman's collar with one hand and slapped her face with the other hand!
"Don't do this to me! You want to influence me with a little bit of witchcraft? Let me tell you, the Supreme Witch has to push my wheelchair obediently when she sees me!"
Unlike Old K, who was covering his ears and looking a little uncomfortable, Lange was carefully observing Old Qiao in an angry state.
Old Qiao, who originally looked like an ordinary disabled person, now had muscles in his arms bulging high, and each slap was accompanied by a roar in the air. The speed was so staggering that even Lange was shocked.
Sure enough, both Quagma and Wheelchair Joe, although they look like ordinary people, possess powers that are unimaginable to ordinary people.
After hundreds of slaps in a row, Old Qiao finally vented his anger, pointed at the witch's head and threatened her before throwing her back into the TV.
"Fuck, no one but my brother has ever given me the finger."
Qiao cursed and returned to push the wheelchair. When he saw the eyes of Old K and Lango, he instantly returned to his honest smile: "Don't mind guys, I've just been in a bad mood these past two days. Well, it’s better now.”
After saying that, he sat next to them like a normal person and watched TV attentively.
Lange burst out laughing when he saw this. What kind of guys were he working with?
On the TV at this time, the woman with a bruised nose and face was huddled in the corner. After glancing at Old Qiao in fear, she no longer combed her hair slowly and disappeared from their sight as the screen turned.
Immediately afterwards, the terrifying scene of the evil spirit slowly crawling out of the well emerged again.
Under the camera, a hand as pale as paper and as dry as firewood tightly pressed the edge of the well, and then, a wet, ugly woman with an extremely distorted face appeared in front of everyone.
Her skin was livid, her facial features were distorted beyond recognition, and her dark eyes were full of malice and hatred for humans.
If it weren't for that long hair, Lango and the others wouldn't be able to tell the gender of this evil spirit.
In the TV screen, the female evil spirit raised her head slightly, and between her messy hair, her eyes swept across Lango and his group like poisonous snakes, revealing her malice unabashedly.
Sure enough, she moved quickly, and a hand suddenly penetrated the screen and reached into the real world!
But this scene, which is enough to scare ordinary people into fear and trembling, is nothing new for Lango and the others.
After all, just a few seconds ago, Lao Qiao dragged the guy from the TV out and beat him up.
"roar--!"
The female evil spirit seemed to be angry at their indifference, and accelerated to break free from the shackles of the TV. At the same time, she let out a deafening roar, accompanied by a disgusting rancid smell. Her saliva splashed everywhere, falling on Lango and others!
"Shet."
The filthy and stinky saliva made everyone curse in disgust.
A ferocious smile appeared on the female ghost's face, but just when she was about to crawl out completely and end Lango's life, the originally arrogant expression suddenly froze on her face.
The lower half of her body was suddenly stuck in the TV. Lango pressed the pause button, got up angrily and walked towards her, then raised his foot and hit the guy's head twice.
"Bichi, I'm going to wait for you to come out and have a good chat, eh? How dare you spit on us!" After the female ghost reacted after being kicked in the head, she roared and grabbed Lango's calf tightly with both hands. Then he opened his mouth and bit hard on it!
Whoosh——
This bite seemed to bite on high-strength alloy. The female evil spirit's teeth, which were already rotten, shattered instantly and fell to the ground weakly.
"You still dare to bite me?!"
Lange pinched the female ghost's neck, looked at her with disgust, then rolled a magazine from the coffee table into a cylinder and forced it into her mouth.
"Teddy, go get McQueen in!"
"Oh?"
Teddy quickly persuaded him: "It's not like Lango, it's really not like this. This guy might still be a child based on his size."
Lango did not respond directly, but just stared at the female evil spirit, thought for a moment and then said: "Turn off the pause, let her out first, and we will think of a solution."
"OK"
Teddy picked up the remote control and pressed a button at random. Then, an accident happened.
The screen began to regress rapidly, and the female evil spirit seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and instantly retracted into the TV.
In the flash of lightning, Lange was ready to pull her back, but when the [Sports Car] didn't start, the speed still slowed down a lot, allowing the female ghost to escape back.
Looking at the unkind eyes of everyone, Teddy immediately raised his hands in surrender and said: "Mybad, I accidentally clicked the wrong button this time. Wait a minute, I'll move her in and out quickly!"
However, this time, even if he drove to the fastest speed of 32 times, no matter how he operated, the picture was finally fixed on the abandoned ancient well, and the female evil spirit completely disappeared.
"Is she too scared to come out?" Old K asked suspiciously upon seeing this.
Lango shrugged and seemed unconcerned: "According to previous cases, everyone who has watched the video will encounter her revenge after seven days. No matter where the address is, she will crawl out of the TV, which shows that she is at least She has the ability to clone, which means that even if she kills this clone, it won’t have much impact on her body, so it doesn’t matter. At least you know what this female evil spirit looks like. Wait until you find the well. "
After hearing this, Old K, who was more thoughtful, took another look at him. This guy said so many words, obviously trying to excuse Teddy's mistakes. It seems that the information they investigated is good, and the relationship between the two people is indeed very deep. .
He smiled and shook his head, "There's no need to be so polite, Rango. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have been able to find the source of the plague in this video tape."
Agent K then nodded to Old Qiao and said: "Qiao, your 'Woodhouse' team has always been an expert in dealing with this kind of supernatural threat. Therefore, the important task of finding crop circles is left to you. And I have to lead Lan now." Go somewhere special."
"You?" Lao Qiao asked puzzled after hearing this: "Where are you going?"
"White House."
Old K softly uttered these two words, with a hint of tiredness on his face, "I never said it before. In fact, the president secretly watched the video, but the seven-day death limit has not yet expired."
He turned to Lango, his eyes full of sincerity: "Lango, just do me a favor. Before we find the crop circle, please help protect the president's safety and prevent him from becoming the next target of the evil spirit on the TV. "
"Protect the president?" Lange raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, and the cynical old man appeared in his mind.
One hour.
Escorted by a special plane, Lango and the others flew from New York to Washington in just one hour.
Under the escort of the MIB motorcade, Lange looked at the looming white building not far away, and couldn't help but reached out and gently stroked the ends of his hair, feeling full of disbelief.
A few hours ago, because of my friendship with Old K and Cindy, I was helping them find and deal with evil spirits. As a result, I just took a nap and came to Washington and had to protect the president?
He shook his head and asked Old K, who was sitting in the passenger seat: "Are there still no clues about Cindy's whereabouts?"
"Unfortunately, not really." Old K shook his head, with a solemn look on his face: "Are you sure that woman knows the address of the crop circle?"
"Of course, and maybe she is already there now, but I don't know why she left her nephew alone at home."
At this point, he suddenly paused with a strange expression on his face.
According to Cindy's character, she might have forgotten her nephew again.
Poor Cody.
At this time, Old K suddenly asked curiously: "Lango, have you ever thought about what question you most want to ask when you meet the president?"
"uh-huh."
"I have."
While Lango was thinking, Teddy took the lead and raised his hand excitedly: "I want to look into this old guy's eyes and ask him why a group of Saudis, Lebanese and Egyptians launched a terrorist attack. In the end, we are going to cause trouble in Iraq and launch a war on terrorism!”
(End of chapter)