z answered quickly through the information reported by his subordinates.

"Find a way to block the block where that guy is and block him on that street. You guys bring a few agents with me."

Anton ordered.

Immediately, the group quickly assembled at the headquarters.

Buzz!

As soon as the accelerator was stepped on, the black explosion-proof car quickly broke out of the headquarters and drove on the street with lightning speed.

Anton sat in the car and looked at the agents beside him.

They all wore black suits and black sunglasses, and they looked like they didn't love each other, which was highly consistent with the image of the agent in black in his memory.

"After that being said, aren't you going to introduce yourself?"

Anton suddenly spoke.

"K, sir, my name is k."

A serious and calm agent spoke first and introduced himself.

His tone was calm, but it could make people feel the power hidden in his words.

“k?”

Anton raised his eyebrows and looked at the popular agent in black who was slightly different from the one he remembered, and looked even younger. He smiled: "k, I like this letter very much, I hope you won't let me down."

"It won't disappoint you, sir."

k answered lightly.

Agent K on the Marvel timeline is much younger than the original timeline, and is also much more confident.

From him, Anton could see the aura of the young man.

"K has come out too, I don't know if j will appear..."

Anton's thought flashed.

However, whether it is k or j, to him now, he is just a small person.

The reason why I care a little is that it is only a fate that is intertwined by the past and present lives.

Of course, since you really encounter K, you can naturally cultivate it with your heart.

As a popular character in the movies of the man in black in his previous life, K's personal abilities and professional qualities are definitely a thumbs-up.

You know, the current Black-clothed Man Organization lacks elite agents like K.

Although z is good at abilities, he is inevitably a little busy with his own internal responsibility and attendance.

If K is cultivated, you can be the top leader of the field.

At that time, it would be more convenient to fish by yourself.

Anton thought.

...

Manhattan, a neighborhood.

The men in black whom Anton belonged to informed the New York Police Department as soon as he set out.

With the assistance of the New York Police Department, the street was quickly emptied by the patrol officers who rushed to the scene, leaving only the middle-sized truck in the center.

On the truck, a man with loose skin but quite strong body was sweeping over everyone in front of him with a strange look.

This guy seems to have not figured out why he was surrounded.

But under the gaze of a pair of eyes, the surrounded man had an indescribable meaning in his eyes.

Neither cruel nor fierce.

It's purely unmannerable.

The aura emitted by this man didn't look like a person at all, but rather like an animal that accidentally entered the city from the wild.

"This guy has a weird thing..."

“Notify the contingent.”

"No need to inform, the contingent has arrived."

The patrolmen exchanged a few simple words, and next to them, another truck drove into the blocked block amid the cheers of the surrounding citizens.

The turtle chariot.

Everyone knows that this is the car of the Mutant Ninja Turtles.

The New York City mascot has arrived.

Although it is a mascot, no one dares to underestimate these turtles.

Those who dare to underestimate them will either be slapped in the face or be defeated.

After all, everyone has seen the combat effectiveness of the turtle with their own eyes after they joined the contingent.

"Uh, it smells so smelly."

"The smell on that man is so smelly..."

"Be careful, I heard that this was the action of the United Men in Black, and it was Anton's instructions. That man was not simple."

The little turtles exchanged a few words and looked at the man in the driver's seat of the truck.

Michelangelo looked disgusted.

Donatello and others beside him felt that he was almost as sharp as him, and their faces were not very good-looking.

soon.

Donatello exclaimed again, attracting the attention of the other three turtles.

"This guy is not a human!"

"What?"

"Not a human?"

“How to say it?”

The other three turtles looked at Donatello and waited for the tech controller to give them an explanation.

"After scanning, this guy is wearing a human skin..."

Donatello's eyes were wearing technical glasses like swimming goggles, which could help him scan the enemy in all aspects.

Obviously, he already had some understanding of the enemy in front of him.

"The true face of human skin..."
Chapter completed!