Unreasonable, vicious, full of violence, and foul language!
This is in line with everyone’s stereotype of people who are uneducated, ignorant and unreasonable.
But what about this person?
Not only did he have a great attitude, but he also had a smile on his face. After Chiba Cheng said a few words, he immediately patted his chest and said that he would not pay a penny less.
This is so inhuman.
As for any individual, unless he is taking care of a self-reliant young lady on the street at night, paying money is like cutting off flesh, and it can be so painful that he can't breathe.
And this person wants to 'spend money for free', yet he is so proactive, his consciousness is too high.
If Chiba Makoto is really a tax collector, he will definitely be very happy, because he has broken a hard nut so easily. Not to mention the +1 performance, it also means that the rest of the day will be... I can freely control it by chewing hard bones.
But the purpose of Chiba Cheng's coming here is to stay and see more, instead of being dismissed in a few words.
Yes, this blue-haired man gave Chiba Cheng the feeling that he was afraid that Chiba Cheng would stay too long. With such a good attitude, he just wanted Chiba Cheng to leave quickly.
Chiba Cheng rolled his eyes and immediately continued to maintain a serious and serious expression, saying: "This is not only a matter of back payment, but also your factory, which is unlicensed and unlicensed, and must be shut down immediately."
“Ah, shut down?”
The bald man suddenly screamed and said immediately: “This is not possible”
The blue-haired man covered the other person's mouth and continued to say with a smile on his face: "I won't stop you. We will complete the procedures and hand over the missing items as soon as possible. Do you think that's okay?"
< br>"Well, that's a good attitude," Chiba Cheng nodded matter-of-factly and said, "Open the door. I want to go in and take a look?"
"Uh, this." The smile on the blue-haired man's face couldn't be maintained, and it looked very forced.
The sudden man next to him had a gloomy expression, and looked at Chiba Cheng with something wrong. Then the two people communicated intensely with their eyes.
Before they could finish their exchange, the big closed iron door opened with a clattering sound, and a man with dyed hair came out yawning and looking weak. said: "Why is it so noisy? Don't you know they are sleeping?"
The expressions of the blue-haired man and the bald man changed drastically, and one of them immediately jumped forward, trying to block Qian Ye Cheng looked at the other person and said quickly: "Tell me what is missing. We don't understand this. If there is anything missing, wouldn't we trouble you to make another trip?"
< br>While the blue-haired man was talking, he walked quickly towards Chiba Makoto. He quietly put his right hand behind his back, and a light flashed in his palm, and a fist-sized glass ball appeared, with blue light flashing inside.
As if Chiba Cheng didn't see what he was doing, through the gap in the rusty iron door, he saw a large steel 'skeleton' that reached the roof.
"Is this a toy?"
Chiba Makoto's words caused the blue-haired man to take the right hand he was taking out immediately back behind him, and the fierceness on his face instantly turned into a smile. , responded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, this is a toy, a model to be precise."
"Oh," Chiba Makoto nodded as if he suddenly understood, and said, "It's really big enough."
"Yes, yes!" The blue-haired man nodded like garlic, and then used his eyes to He frantically signaled to the other two people, especially Huang Mao, who had just woken up, to tell him to wake up, but not to talk nonsense.
"Then after you build it, how do you get it out?"
"Ah, this. This" the blue-haired man was stunned. This metal head lying horizontally is forty meters long and more than ten meters long. meters high, and the factory door is only six meters high and four meters wide. Unless the wall is demolished, it is impossible to take out the metal head.
For this reason, when the blue-haired man racked his brains and couldn't come up with a reason, he moved his right hand again, and the light flashing in the blue glass ball held tightly in his hand became brighter and brighter. , obviously activated.
But just when he was about to use it, Chiba Makoto said again: "From the back door, right."
"Uh, yes, yes, yes, this is for personnel entry and exit. The small door behind it is the door for goods to enter and exit.”
The ups and downs made the smile on the blue-haired man's face a little unbearable. The smile was so forced that he didn't know whether to continue moving his right hand or to withdraw it.
"That" Chiba Makoto drawled in a long tone, attracting the blue-haired man's attention, and then suddenly stepped back, his left hand reached out like lightning, and pulled the glass ball away from the blue-sailed man. He grabbed it from his hand, then immediately took two steps back and distanced himself from the blue-haired man. , shook the still glowing glass ball, and said: "What is that? A toy or a decoration?"
The blue-haired man's hand was empty, and his expression suddenly changed. He hesitated for a long time, and his right hand was now He reached out very quickly, trying to catch his glass ball.
But his hands are fast, and Chiba Makoto's hands are faster. The speed difference between the two is comparable to Wuling and Bugatti.
He saw it and moved his hand, but he couldn't catch up. He watched helplessly as Chiba Cheng, who snatched the glass ball, retreated to a place where he couldn't catch it, and his face suddenly darkened. Because Chiba Cheng's words seemed to be doubtful, but they were ridiculing, no, they should be provocative.
"Who are you?"
The bald man and the yellow-haired man also came over, standing on the left and right behind the blue-haired man. Their expressions became fierce, and they almost grinned.
"I'm just an Ultraman here to see."
Chiba Makoto took off his decorative zero-degree glasses and revealed a face that made the three people opposite him The strong man's expression suddenly changed, from fierce to shocked. He staggered back several steps, almost hitting the wall behind him. They were all trembling, their legs were trembling.
“Ultraman???”
"Dediga!!!"
"Oh my God!!!"
The voices of the three grown men were trembling, and their legs were shaking so much that they could sift through chaff. It felt like that. Kneel down at any time.
"Uh, can you really not tell if you just wear glasses?" Chiba Cheng looked at the reactions of the three people, and then looked at the featureless glasses in his hands, and felt very confused.
Is it because these three people have bad eyesight, or is it because the glasses are too good at covering up their faces?
Otherwise, why would people be unrecognizable by taking off and putting on glasses?
But having said that, looking at the reactions of these three people, we can almost make a sure judgment.
If you are not a cosmic person, why should you be afraid of Ultraman?
On the other hand, anyone who is so afraid of Ultraman must be a cosmic being, and he is also a cosmic being who has thoughts about the earth and mankind.
“So, can you tell me what this thing is used for, and the model in the house.”
Now that the showdown has been made, I will ask directly.
He recognized these three people just now. They were Mickey aliens whose abilities did not match their ambitions. The huge metal head inside, which only had a frame, should be their ambitious work - up to four hundred meters high. The head and keel of the super giant robot Galaon.
Their plan is to build robots, defeat Ultraman, and occupy the solar system.
It is very simple and crude, but not feasible.
One of the things Chiba Makoto is most curious about is, how should four-hundred-meter robots be covered up?
Digging?
This is a large pit four hundred meters deep and fifty meters wide. The amount of work is not ordinary. And seeing that they are now throwing their heads with only keel bones in the factory, it is obvious that they have not started digging holes yet, so what are they waiting for?
Faced with Qianye Cheng's question, the three panicked Mickeys looked at me and you, and finally their eyes were unanimously focused on the blue-haired man.
"Me? Let me tell you?" The blue-haired man was shocked. He looked at the bald man and the yellow-haired man in disbelief. His eyes that were timid just now were filled with anger, and he looked at the two angrily. The men immediately raised their hands to hit them, causing the bald man and the yellow-haired man to step back in horror, causing the blue-haired man to immediately chase them and beat them.
Just like this one fight and two people hiding, Chiba Cheng slowly and methodically took out the Brest pistol, then raised his hand and shot it on the ground at the door.
Bang!
A crater as big as a washbasin exploded in the ground, and the dust raised fell on the bald man who froze in response to the sound of gunshots.
"Do you want to run away?"
Chiba Cheng turned to look at the three spacemen who wanted to escape, shook the muzzle of his gun, and scared the three of them to raise their hands quickly. He raised his hand and shook his head wildly.
"If you don't want to run, let's talk about it." Chiba Cheng raised his left hand and shook the glass ball in his hand.
Facing the threat of gunpoint, the blue-haired man could only say with a grimace: "This is a memory erasure device."
"Oh, it erases memory."
< br>"Yeah!"
Bald Man and Huang Mao nodded.
"Who is the memory for?"
"Ah, this." The blue-haired man hesitated again, his eyes flickered, and his brain was spinning rapidly, trying to find a suitable reason.
But before it could come up with a reason, Baldhead made the first move: "We are afraid that the earthlings we hire will reveal our details, so we will let those who only work for a few days forget about this place."< br>
"Why are you still hiring people? To help you build that robot?" Chiba Cheng pointed at the big head with only a frame in the big iron door that was still open.
“Can’t Galaon be created by those humans?”
Huang Mao curled his lips rather disdainfully.
"Then why hire someone?"
"Of course"
Huang Mao subconsciously wanted to answer, which made Lan so angry that he was going to smoke, and turned around and shouted : "You two idiots, why are you talking about everything?"
"He has a gun in his hand."
"He is Tiga."
Huangmao and Baldhead answered one by one, but their voices could not help but become much softer under the intimidation of Blue Hair.
"Okay, they don't say it, you do!"
Chiba Makoto pointed the gun directly at the blue hair, letting the blue hair's shaggy momentum shine under the cold muzzle of the gun. He fell down and suddenly shriveled up, but he immediately straightened up again, held his head high, and said: "We have not invaded the earth, nor have we destroyed cities. Is it wrong to stay on the earth? "
"You are asking the right person," Qianye Cheng coughed twice immediately and said seriously: "First of all, you entered the earth without permission; secondly, after living on the earth for many years, you earned They made so much money but did not pay a penny of tax; and they tried to build giant robots on the earth, threatening the security of the earth; and
Do you want me to continue? "
Every time Chiba Makoto mentioned a crime, the blue-haired man's aura became weaker. In the end, he could hardly hold his head up after being talked about. He could only say submissively: "Did we do anything? ? "
"It's not too late, no, you have already caused harm," Chiba Cheng immediately put the glass ball into his pocket, took out the WIT, called up Mr. Takayama's photo, and raised He showed it to the three Mickeys and said, "This is your employee. "
The three Mickeys looked at it, and then nodded honestly under Chiba Cheng's gun.
"He is dead, and his brain has been severely atrophied. ”
"Ah!" X3!
The three Mickeys exclaimed together, then looked at each other, and then complained to each other.
"It's all you. I've said it a long time ago. You shouldn't hire someone so old."
"It's not that you think they are cheap."
"Cheap is not good. Goods.”
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Chiba Cheng stood aside, listening to them noisy, watching them noisy and glancing at them from the corner of his eye, but every time he met Chiba Cheng's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. After meeting each other once, the quarrel became a little softer and gradually became silent, leaving only pushing and shoving. You pushed me, I pushed you, trying to push the other person out to face the aggressive Ultraman first. .
Finally, Lanfa, as the leader, stood up and said: "Actually, this was an accident, but we can't be blamed entirely."
"Then who should be blamed?"
It's so human to immediately shirk responsibility when something goes wrong.
"It's the suppliers' fault. The chips they provided didn't meet the standards at all." The bald man added.
Huang Mao also followed up and said: "We used software to tamper with the data, and used low-level chips to pretend to be top-level chips."
"We also left redundancy, but we didn't expect that their fraud was so serious. This melted through the rectifier tube, causing this accident." The blue-haired man said helplessly and sighed.
"Uh" Chiba Makoto never expected that human responsibility would be mixed into this.
Fake goods are really harmful to people, and they don’t even distinguish between people on earth and people in space.
"Everything I said is true," the blue-haired man seemed to be afraid that Chiba Cheng would not believe it, and said quickly: "The damaged equipment has not been repaired yet, and some of the fakes have not been opened. By the way, do you care about this? ? They lied. I paid for the top chip, but they sent it to us. Low-grade goods."
"I will report this to the industrial and commercial department, but you cannot escape your responsibility."
"We don't want to evade responsibility," Huang Mao said aggrievedly. Said: "When the accident happened, when we passed by, they all He ran away, shouting, 'Run, the aliens are going to kill people.'"
"But we just want to save people," the bald man said helplessly, "It would be a mess. I don’t know who’s in trouble.”
“If it’s them. If they didn't run away, the scene wouldn't be so chaotic, and we would be able to know who was in trouble in time and get treatment immediately." The blue-haired man sighed as he spoke, and said, "We didn't want to do anything to them at all, but why did we do it? So scared?”
Hmm. Probably the stereotype of space people.
The various bad behaviors of cosmic beings, coupled with media propaganda, have given mankind the stereotype of cosmic beings as evil and terrifying. (End of this chapter)