Chapter 285: A little genocide in "District 9"? (Daily)
Long Island, Murder House.
A grand party is being held in the yard. The nearby residents who are friends with Lango's family, as well as all kinds of things that look like humans, but don't know what race they are, are all gathered here. Celebrating Lango's triumphant return from hell.
Of course, for ordinary residents, they may not know the true meaning of this party.
But it doesn’t matter.
In the world of Lao America, no matter you are poor or middle class, even if you are rich, you will inevitably be assimilated by this social trend.
Have a party when you are happy, have a party when you are sad, have a party when the weather is good, let alone have a party when the weather is bad, it is not convenient to go out and you can only stay at home and have a party.
So, despite knowing nothing about the reason for the Lango family's celebration, and despite being curious about the guests they had never seen before, the residents of the community were attracted by the free wine, food and spacious swimming pool. Join this feast one after another and enjoy it to the fullest.
At this moment, the room was filled with guys swaying to the rhythm under the loud rock music.
Lango first struggled through the crowd, then stepped through the dense crowd of minions, and then passed through the crowded pack of wolves, and finally took out a bottle of ice-cold Lone Star beer and an unopened box from the refrigerator. Cohiba cigars.
He looked around. This was supposed to be a small celebration party, but Lucifer had invited all his various friends, making the originally spacious living room become overcrowded.
If the minions and wolf cubs weren't strong enough, they would have been crushed long ago.
Lange secretly decided that one day he would buy all the land around the murder house and expand it again.
According to the rapid increase in the number of their family members, it is estimated that only large manors or farms can accommodate them in the future.
Through the crowded crowd, Lango came to the yard to breathe. As soon as he stood still, a group of people came towards him holding wine glasses.
"Look, who is here."
Luke's father Phil patted Lango on the shoulder, smiled and congratulated: "Lango, you are now the director of the Natural History Museum Yes, we will visit in the future. Can you give me a discount? ?”
“Director?” Phil’s old father-in-law Jie asked suspiciously: “Isn’t this party to celebrate Emma’s graduation from school?”
“I remember? Is it to celebrate Lango’s birthday?” someone interrupted.
"How come there is no cake on the birthday? It must be to celebrate the promotion." Another person speculated.
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Faced with everyone's comments, Lange could only smile helplessly.
These innocent neighbors were flashed countless times by the memory erasing pen of the man in black because they were neighbors. They still think that they are just a security captain who inherited a large inheritance and works in a museum.
The strange thing is that there are a lot of messy but extremely cute pets in the house.
However, compared with people like Quagma and Lucifer, Lango is more willing to get along with these ordinary people.
Since gaining the power of [Atomic Fist Breath], his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and he no longer needs to be busy with new tasks and adventures.
But unfortunately, fate always seems to play tricks on him, preventing him from enjoying the tranquility and ordinaryness as he wishes.
"Godzilla? That guy is an idiot!"
Teddy was lying on the lounge chair by the pool, complaining to Rango, "I asked Toothless and Murphy Take turns teaching him how to grow bigger Shrinking, but he seems to have no such muscles at all, and he opens his bloody mouth to scare me with his atomic breath. "
Hearing this, Lange said, He could only shrug helplessly. Since they returned from hell, both Toothless and Malphite have obediently shrunk in size, and Lucifer has returned to his human appearance.
Only this Godzilla summoned from hell is a unique guy...
He can neither shrink in size nor seem to understand human speech. Except for Lango's orders, no one else can He couldn't listen at all. If he couldn't deal with it with two words, he wanted to use atomic breath.
Because he couldn't find a better way and was worried that he would cause innocent casualties if he stayed in human society, Lange could only fire a few nuclear explosions into his mouth. After feeding the kid, Then send him to the Atlantic Ocean closest to New York, to the depths of Long Island Sound.
But Teddy didn't give up. He rode Toothless to the sea every day to find Godzilla, trying to teach him how to shrink in size.
This boy treats these summons as real family members even more than Lango. Therefore, he especially wanted to bring Godzilla home, but now it seems that even he, who is optimistic, has given up hope in the plan to bring Godzilla back to the community.
But having said that, Long Island Sound is not too far away from them. If Lango wants to see Godzilla, he can be there in a few minutes.
Compared to Toothless and the others, Godzilla is just "free range" at best.
Just as Lango was thinking about delivering some "nuclear snacks" to Godzilla at night, two spirits suddenly flew out of the swimming pool, wearing clothes and shaking their wet hair, and came to him. .
"Grandpa, are you used to living here?" Lango looked at Anderson and Amos with a smile.
After getting rid of Satan, these two old naughty boys had to follow Lango home to have a look. They stayed here for several days and had no intention of leaving.
"Child"
Anderson picked up a cigar and lit it. In the eyes of ordinary people, he could only see a cigar floating in the air, with smoke coming out of the air from time to time.
The old man first looked at the women in the room, and then looked at Lange with a complicated expression: "Tell me honestly, do you have any problems with X ability?"
"Waterfa?" Lange immediately shook his head and said speechlessly: "How could you have such an idea? There is nothing wrong with me, and in that aspect I can even get the Guinness record!"
“But.”
Anderson looked at Mavis, who had turned into a bat and was getting along with the little monsters in the house; then he looked at Clary in the yard, who was bathing Toothless with a mop and brush; and finally his eyes were fixed on the balcony on the second floor. , faced with this noisy environment, Gloria looked hopeless.
He couldn't help but ask: "You have found three women and they all live together. How come none of them are pregnant?"
Lango was stunned and was thinking about it. How to answer? The old man secretly pointed at Lucifer who had turned into a woman in the swimming pool and was wearing very little fabric and was ogling Rango.
He said with a sullen face: "Don't be fooled by that Lucifer guy. That guy has no gender. Even if he turns into a woman now, no matter how hard you work, , he won’t even get pregnant!”
Isn’t that just right?
A thought suddenly flashed through Lange's mind, but then he shook his head and said helplessly to Anderson: "Grandpa, you think too much. Mavis and the others are not pregnant just because I have no plans to be a father yet. Don’t be too impatient.”
"Fuck, can I not be anxious? You are the boss of this generation of the Winchester family. If you don't set an example for Dean and the others, the next generation of our family will not know that they will have to wait until the end of the year. !" Anderson complained dissatisfiedly.
"The next generation?" Lange frowned, "Isn't Emma the next generation of our family? She is my sister's only daughter and a natural witch."
Anderson heard this. After saying this, he immediately retorted: "Your sister is the child of the ancient god Cronus, and the blood flowing on her body is not ours." The blood of the Winchester family. And that Emma, although she calls you uncle, there is no blood relationship between you. I don’t recognize her as a Wen family member.”
Lango was slightly stunned. , I didn’t expect Anderson to have known about Louise’s deal with the Ancient God for a long time, and to be so clear about the origin of his sister Megan.
However, when Anderson mentioned that Emma was not related to him by blood...
The little girl who always wanted to occupy him, who looked delicate and cute but had a dark heart, appeared in Lange's mind, and he couldn't help but fall into deep thought. .
Seeing Lango's appearance, Anderson thought he had something in mind, so he raised his eyebrows and said with a wicked smile: "Don't you think..." "Huh?"
Looking at his grandfather’s unruly look, Lange knew that he must be thinking wrongly. , and quickly explained seriously: "I don't care whether Megan is the child of the ancient gods, but she has always taken care of me when I was a child. So, even if Emma and I are not related by blood, I don't care. She is here In my heart, I will always be a Winchester."
"Hahaha, I understand, I understand~"
Anderson patted Rango on the shoulder and laughed, "There are many ways to become a family, right? Speaking of which, I'm really curious about you and What kind of offspring can the blood of the ancient gods be combined with?"
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Anderson rubbed his chin and muttered, seeming to be really thinking about what Rango and Emma would have. children. Amos beside him closed his eyes with a look of disgust and recited the Bible silently.
In the teachings he accepted, neither lust nor ethics were acceptable.
Lange shook his head helplessly and ignored the old man who was bent on continuing the Winchester bloodline.
With his own ability, he doesn't have to worry about having no descendants at all, but he still worries about having no descendants. It's really outrageous.
As for Emma, well, it is not a question that should be considered in the past few years.
Seeing that Anderson and Amos were arguing over whether his union with Emma constituted a sexual relationship, Lango bit his cigar, picked up his beer, and gave a middle finger to Lucifer, who was posing in the swimming pool, and then Turn around and leave, sitting on the stone steps next to the door of the house, with the intention of being pure and pure.
But what was depressing was that before he could sit down, he heard Lao Qiao’s yelling not far away.
This guy was sitting in a wheelchair, making a phone call in the middle of the road without fear of death. Although he couldn't hear the content on the other end of the phone clearly, it was not difficult to tell from Old Qiao's red face and continuous swear words that he must is bad news.
“Well”
Lango suddenly felt that this was not a good place, and got up and prepared to change places again, but at this moment
“Lango! You Just in time!”
“Fake.”
Lango took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, turned to look at Lao Qiao, and pretended to be busy.
"Qiao? Why are you here? Forget it, you go ahead, I have something urgent to go to here."
"Hey, I'm looking for you!"
< br>Lao Qiao turned his wheelchair, and instantly slid in front of Lango with the chair and the person, and grabbed his arm tightly.
“This is a crisis of annihilation level. If you are not careful, the entire human race on the earth will suffer catastrophe!”
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Looking at his serious look, Lange couldn't help but sigh. Since he met this group of people, which crisis he has faced is not enough to destroy the world?
He shook his head, found a relatively clean place and sat down, took a sip of beer, and asked casually: "Tell me, what do you want me to do this time? Don't forget, I will attend the Dinner of the Gods in a week.”
The invitation I found in Satan’s hat is scheduled for a week later. Although the other party did not invite him, Lango was full of curiosity about the gods hiding in the world.
Incomplete guarantee is another opportunity to start continuous draws
"Don't worry, the mission this time is very simple." Old Qiao sat next to Lango with a smile on his face. "Actually, if it weren't for reducing the impact, it could be solved by sending troops directly there."
" Okay, okay, let's get down to business. To tell you the truth, Joe, my grandfather didn't even let me. I stayed with you and Quagma, and he said that my father was led astray by you."
"What? This old guy..."
Old Qiao was about to get angry. He cursed, but when he thought of the great strength Anderson showed in hell, he swallowed the curse words back.
He coughed lightly and began to make gestures with his hands, telling Lango about the crisis in his mouth.
About a month ago, a strange alien virus broke out somewhere in Africa. Those infected would transform into prawn-like alien creatures in just a few days.
Although this virus is not contagious, existing human technology is helpless.
Therefore, MIB characterized the incident as an invasion of an alien virus, and quickly mobilized a large number of manpower. It also seconded a group of elites from the Wooden House Organization, and Lao Qiao led the team to Africa to investigate.
At that time, Lange and the others were dealing with matters in the counter-world, so they were not aware of the actions of the wooden house.
But after Lao Qiao and MIB investigated clearly, they discovered something very difficult.
This virus turned out to be spread from the [District 9] where 1.8 million alien refugees live
“Wait! Wait!”
Hearing this, Lange said, He couldn't wait to interrupt Lao Qiao's narration, pointed at him and asked seriously, "You just mentioned that there is a place in Africa where millions of alien refugees live? It's called District 9? I've been living in Africa for so many fucking years, how come I've never heard of it?"
"Uh. …This information was strictly blocked decades ago and is currently only available It is controlled by the state at the Wuchang level and is classified as top secret. Even I only learned about it from confidential documents after I became the general manager of the cabin." Old Qiao scratched his head and continued to explain, "District 9. Guarded by humanity's most elite troops, surrounded by It’s normal that you don’t know about the minefield. After all, the aliens inside have never escaped.” People become alien virus weapons.”
After Lango made a mockery, he asked doubtfully, "Now that we know the source of the virus, wouldn't it be better to go in and capture the developer, tie up his family and children, and threaten him to hand over the antidote? Otherwise, we will do it in front of everyone." He killed his family in front of him."
"You are a bit extreme, man."
Lao Qiao helplessly put his arm on Lango's shoulder, took the cigar from his hand and took a deep puff, and then said tiredly, " It was a gathering of 1.8 million aliens They have a large number of weapons that can only be activated by alien DNA. Do you know how much humanity has paid to appease them and stay in District 9?"
"If violent methods are used, If their desire to resist is aroused, it will trigger a disaster no less than a world war."
Lango understood now. He glanced at the side and sighed, but then glanced secretly. His own Lao Qiao couldn't help but give him a hard knock on his lame leg.
"So, in order to minimize the loss, you thought of me, right?"
Old Qiao smiled awkwardly, "Actually, the main thing is that the general public cannot know the news. If the army is used on a large scale , the scene will be too big, and the news will be difficult to block, but if you are there, even if the negotiation breaks down in the end, You move your finger and a nuclear explosion occurs. The most we can declare to the outside world is a nuclear test."
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Lango shook his head helplessly. He had originally planned to do so for a few days. I took Sharon and Alessa to the heterogeneous academy where Emma was studying to go through the admission procedures, but now I was pestered by Old Joe again.
"Tomorrow, I want to spend time with my family tonight." After saying this, he patted his butt and got up from the ground to go back to the house.
After hearing this, Lao Qiao waved his fist happily as if he had won a battle. Then he suddenly thought of something and asked curiously: "How are you going to talk to them?"
"How else can we talk?" Lan Ge said without looking back, "Let them hand over all the virus weapons and execute all the aliens they developed. This gang As an alien refugee, how dare you develop such a thing that is harmful to humanity? They just want to invade the earth!"
"What if they don't agree?"
"Then they can only give it to us! They committed a little genocide.”
(End of Chapter)