Chapter 76: Shiny

"Shit, why did I fall asleep on the road?"

It was a dark night with few lights.

A drunken Xiao Hei crawled up from the ground, mumbling incoherent words, feeling a severe headache, as if he had forgotten something important.

"Ugh, what the hell is this stuff, so disgusting!" He propped himself up with his hands pressed on a puddle of black mud, which got his hands covered in it and smelled particularly fishy.

"Forget it, let's go home and wash it, go home, go home."

He staggered and walked slowly towards home.

Such scenes are happening quietly in many places in Maicheng.

In dark streets, dilapidated apartments, or bright and beautiful houses.

The next day.

The Sun Also Rises.

The beach was crowded as usual.

Windsurfing, surfing, sunbathing.

No one can resist the embrace of the sea.

"Alas!"

"too fast!"

"I can be faster~"

"I can't catch it--ah--"

There were waves rolling in the water near the coast, and a jet ski roared, leaving a long trail of white foam.

Because the speed was too fast, the female companion behind lost her grip during a shake and was thrown into the sea.

Pfft!
The man laughed loudly, turned a corner and came back, stopping his motorcycle: "Honey, how is it? Is it exciting?"

No one responded.

After waiting for a long time without seeing his girlfriend show up, he gradually became a little panicked.

"Hey! Honey! Stop playing and come out. I was wrong."

Still no sound, just when the man was frightened and ready to jump into the water, the woman finally surfaced, wiped her face, and said angrily: "Quinte! Do you dare?!"

The man sighed and patted his chest: "I won't dare to do it again. I absolutely won't dare to do it again. If I make you angry again, let me be bitten to death by a great white shark."

Anyway, he doesn't want money for swearing, and women like to hear it, so he will say more. As for the future, who will remember such trivial things? Besides, with the current efficiency of dating, they might break up this afternoon.

But today's vows are more effective than ever before.

Just after the man finished swearing, a strange and ferocious figure leaped up from the side of the jet ski and instantly splashed the man directly into the sea without even a scream.

The woman's smile had not yet faded after hearing the oath, but she was frightened out of her wits by the horrifying scene before her. She suppressed the urge to scream and swam frantically towards the jet ski.

After a lot of effort, she finally got her hand on the corner of the jet ski, but before she could even breathe a sigh of relief, she felt her ankle being grabbed.

"F**k, who on earth suggested coming to Florida."

At this moment, she was no longer panicked and was even able to leave behind these last words.

Gurgle—the next moment, the woman was dragged into the sea, leaving only a rented jet ski floating on the waves.

Next to a busy beach vendor, a child was eating a freshly-made ice cream and pointing towards the sea.

"Mom, I think I saw a shark."

"Kid, there are shark nets here, and don't fill your mouth with them."

"What is a shark net? Can it catch sharks with legs?"

"what?"

The mother was stunned. What kind of shark has legs?

Then I looked in the direction the child pointed, and saw the person running madly towards the shore in the shallow water, the faint screaming, and the "monster" behind him.

Before she could correct herself that the thing was definitely not a shark, she quickly picked up the child and ran to the side of the road.

Blood dyed the waves red. One after another, they fell under the indiscriminate attack of the monster. The panic was like ripples caused by throwing a stone into a pond, spreading outward in circles.

"father!"

A little girl who was building a sand castle alone on the beach was targeted by an alien. The sand castle that she had finally built was crushed by the alien. Then, with a look of despair in its eyes, she saw that she was about to die.

However, a shadow quickly expanded under the monster's feet.

Bang! Sand splashed everywhere.

The alien's brain was smashed to pieces, and the figure gently used its body to block the black blood that splashed towards the child.

"It's dangerous here, don't look back, run towards the road."

The little girl came back to her senses at this time, looking at the man who looked like a god from heaven, and then looking at the many monsters coming towards him, and then she ran to the shore with panic on her face.

Jamie Walton punched the alien that was not yet dead, feeling the slight burning sensation from his fist: "The blood of these monsters is corrosive, be careful to protect yourself."

"Understood." The response came from the headset.

The dead alien gradually turned into a pool of black mud. This form, coupled with the corrosive blood, gave him some guesses.

"Another demon?"

"Very good, I will let you be my first stepping stone."

Looking at the alien baring its teeth at him, Jamie also smiled and showed his teeth, then took out a rifle from his back.

It takes so much effort to use your fists.

Chu Chu Chu!
The bullets caused the alien demon to splatter black blood.

But other aliens kept attacking from the side, so Jamie flew away directly, then pointed at the alien's head in mid-air and shot it. The effect was quite good, but it was a bit wasteful of bullets. Basically, it took a whole volley of bullets to hit the vital points of an alien and bring it to the brink of death.

Glancing at the sky, he saw that the "reporter" who was slower than him had already arrived by helicopter. He dropped his gun, put on boxing gloves, and started fighting with the alien.

Jamie does a great job of making people feel protected.

On the coast, when an alien ignored him and tried to attack others, Jamie saw the opportunity and stepped forward, blocking the attack with his back.

Although some people may think that you can just break the opponent's claws.
But most people were moved to tears by this faithful live broadcast.

Oh my god, this is the American hero we want!

The reason why he chose protection instead of attack was that he must have put people's lives first, so he subconsciously made this move that could not be faked.

As you can imagine, Jamie is going to be famous.

By the time the non-investigation bureau personnel arrive, they basically start the finishing steps - dealing with the wreckage, first aid for the wounded, and cordoning off the area.

Countless reporters swarmed the scene.

Countless microphones tried to be put into Jamie's mouth as he was dealing with his "injuries".

"Sir, sir! May I ask where your extraordinary abilities come from?"

"Sir, are you an official? How come you can come so quickly? Is there any hidden secret?"

"Sir, are these monsters demons?"

Jamie sighed, motioned for the reporters to be quiet, and then said with a heavy face: "We are here to investigate a case. The specific content cannot be disclosed. I was able to come so quickly because a colleague of mine was at the beach. He informed me in time, and as you can see, I can fly, so I rushed here as soon as I received the news."

"But unfortunately, I was still a step too late. When I arrived, people had already died. When I saw the tragic scene on the beach, my heart was broken! My parents have always taught me that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. I am very sad that I failed to save the lives of these innocent people. Please don't speculate on our actions with malicious intent, which will only discourage those who participated in the rescue."

"These monsters are undoubtedly a type of demon. They may be the remnants of the demons in New York. Please rest assured. For safety reasons, we will conduct a closed investigation of this sea area and eliminate the demons as soon as possible."

"Mr. Jamie!" A deputy captain came over and whispered something in Jamie's ear.

"Let them come over." After listening, Jamie nodded.

Soon, the family of three appeared in front of everyone.

They were a couple and a little girl.

It was the first child Jamie rescued.

"Thank you sir! You saved our child!"

Amid the flashing lights, the parents excitedly held Jamie's hands.

"That's what I should do," Jamie responded sincerely.

"Brother, this is the neck wreath I made yesterday. Can you accept it?" The little girl asked shyly, holding a somewhat simple neck wreath.

"Of course, thank you, can this little angel put it on for me?" Jamie squatted down and touched the girl's hair.

"Yeah!" The girl nodded happily, then stretched out her hands and stood on tiptoe.

The camera recorded a little girl hanging a not-so-beautiful wreath around the hero's neck.

The reporters were sure.

This will be the cover of the headline.

(End of this chapter)