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.

But 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 chewed a hard nut so easily. Not to mention performance 1, it also means that for the rest of the day, he can be free on the pretext of chewing a hard nut.

dominated.

But the purpose of Qianye Cheng's coming here was to stay longer 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, shutdown?"

The bald man suddenly screamed and said immediately: "This is not..."

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?"

"Well, that's a good attitude," Qianye Cheng nodded matter-of-factly and said, "Open the door. I want to go in and take a look?"

"Uh, um..." 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 Makoto with something wrong, and then the two people communicated intensely with their eyes.

Before they could finish the exchange, the big closed iron door opened with a clattering sound, and a man with dyed hair yawned and walked out, saying feebly: "Why are you like this?"

Is it noisy? I wonder if people are sleeping?"

The expressions of the blue-haired man and the bald man changed drastically. One immediately jumped forward and tried to block Chiba Cheng's sight, while the other quickly said: "Tell me what is missing. We don't understand this. What if?"

If there is anything missing, I will trouble you to make another trip."

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 notice his actions, through the gap in the rusty iron door, he saw a large steel 'skeleton' that reached the roof.

"This thing...is a toy?"

Chiba Makoto's words caused the blue-haired man to take the right hand he was taking out immediately back behind him. The fierceness on his face instantly turned into a smile, and he responded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, this is a toy, to be precise, it is a model.

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"Oh," Qianye Cheng nodded as if he had a sudden realization and said, "It's really big enough."

"Yes, yes!" The blue-haired man nodded like crazy, and then used his eyes to signal the other two people, especially the yellow-haired man who had just woken up, to tell him to wake up and not to talk nonsense.

"Then after you build it, how do you get it out?"

"Ah, this...this..." The blue-haired man was suddenly stunned. This metal head lying horizontally was forty meters long and more than ten meters high. The door of the factory was only six meters high and four meters high.

meters wide, it is impossible to take out the metal head unless the wall is demolished.

Therefore, 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 it was activated.

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But just when he was about to use it, Chiba Makoto said again: "From the back door, right?"

"Uh...ah, yes, yes, yes, this is the small door for people to enter and exit, and behind it is the main door for goods to enter and exit."

The ups and downs made the smile on the blue-haired man's face a little unbearable. He smiled so reluctantly that he didn't know whether to continue moving his right hand or to withdraw it.

"Then..." Chiba Makoto drawled in a long voice, attracting the blue-haired man's attention, and then suddenly stepped back, reached out with his left hand like lightning, and snatched the glass ball from the blue-sailed man's hand.

He came over, then immediately took two steps back, 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 drastically. After hesitating for a long time, his right hand quickly stretched out to grab 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 Makoto, who snatched the glass ball, retreated to a place where he couldn't catch it. His face suddenly darkened because of Chiba Makoto's words.

Here, it looks like confusion but it is ridicule, no, it should be provocation.

"Who...are you?"

The bald man and the yellow-haired man also came over, standing one on the left and one on the right behind the blue-haired man. Their expressions became fierce, and they almost grinned.

"I'm just an... Ultraman here to see..."

Chiba Cheng took off his decorative zero-degree glasses and revealed his face. The expressions of the three strong men opposite him suddenly changed, from fierce to shocked. They stomped back several steps, almost bumping into each other.

The wall behind was broken, and everyone was trembling with fear, their legs were trembling.

"O...Ultraman???"

"D...Diga!!!"

"OMG!!!"

The voices of the three grown men were trembling, and their legs were shaking so much that they felt like they were about to kneel down at any moment.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Uh, can't you 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.

I feel 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 unable to recognize me by taking off and putting on my glasses?

But having said that, looking at the reactions of these three people, we can almost make a sure judgment.

If you're not a spaceman, 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 human beings.

"So, can you tell me what this thing is used for, and the... model in the house."

Now that the cards have been laid, I asked him directly.

He recognized these three people just now. They were Mickey aliens whose abilities were not worthy of their ambitions. The huge metal head with only a frame inside should be their ambitious work - the four-hundred-meter-tall super giant robot Gala.

The head of Weng... the keel of.

Their plan is to build robots, defeat Ultraman, and occupy the solar system.

It's very simple and crude, but not feasible.

One of the things Chiba Makoto is most curious about is how to cover a four-hundred-meter-long robot?

Digging?

This is a large pit 400 meters deep and 50 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 haven't started digging holes yet, so what are they waiting for?

Faced with Qianye Cheng's question, the three panicked Mickeys looked at me and I looked at 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. He looked at the two men angrily and was about to raise his head immediately.

He hit them with his hands, causing the bald man and the yellow-haired man to step back in fear, and the blue-haired man immediately stepped forward to chase and beat them.

After such a fight, the two of them hid, and 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 raised dust fell on the bald man who froze in response to the sound of gunshots.

"You...want to run?"

Chiba Cheng turned to look at the three cosmonauts who were trying to escape, and waved the muzzle of his gun, which frightened the three of them into raising their hands and shaking their heads crazily.

"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.

Faced with the threat of gunpoint, the blue-haired man could only say with a grimace: "This is the memory erasure device."

"Oh, it erases the memory."

"Um!"

The bald man and the yellow man nodded.

"Whose memory is it for?"

"Ah, this..." The blue-haired man hesitated again, his eyes flickering and his brain spinning rapidly, trying to find a suitable reason.

But before it could think of a reason, Baldhead made the first move: "We're afraid that the earthlings we hire will reveal our details, so we'll let those who only work for a few days forget about this place."

"Why are you still hiring people? To help you build that robot?" Chiba Cheng pointed at the big head with only a frame inside the big iron door that was still open.

"Gaaraon is not something that humans can create?"

Huang Mao curled his lips rather disdainfully.
To be continued...