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Chapter 570 - Chapter 571 Alien Criminals

"Ugh, I can't take it anymore… Quick, get it away from me…"

Just as the alien dog Frank and K were communicating, the humanoid Stray Star cub in Agent J's hand woke up.

Though this little creature wasn't even as big as an adult's arm, it had a lot of fluid in its belly.

In just a moment, he spat dark green saliva all over Agent J, while simultaneously making "goo goo ga ga" sounds, calling out something unintelligible.

Coupled with the alien cub's wrinkled features, he looked somewhat grotesque.

Agent J was already disgusted, and now it felt like he was holding an unspeakable blob.

"Don't be agitated, J, that alien baby isn't malicious, he's just asking for our help…" Frank, the alien dog who could understand many alien languages, kindly explained to Agent J.

However, for Agent J, who was in a state of disgust, the help wasn't all that significant.

"Then what is this four-eyed octopus baby saying?" K placed the alien baby from the second plate in front of Frank.

Perhaps to ensure the "ingredients" were fresh, the chefs at Beast Restaurant hadn't killed the alien cubs directly.

They had only stunned them when plating.

At this moment, the alien cub in Agent K's hand also woke up, spitting bubbles and making "goo goo ga ga" sounds, saying something.

"This alien cub is also asking for our help, and at the same time, he's accusing this restaurant of its crimes…" Frank simultaneously translated the general meaning of the four-eyed alien cub.

Now, things were getting interesting. Mike and his group were already attracting attention.

After this commotion, the gazes of everyone else in the restaurant almost entirely converged on them.

"Nobody move, MIB on duty—!" Seeing that the situation couldn't be resolved peacefully, K placed the four-eyed alien cub back on the table, pulled out the Noisy Cricket 4 he carried with him, and shouted, "I am now arresting you for selling and harming alien cubs! Please cooperate with our work!!!"

Agent K was good in every way, except for one thing: he was too righteous.

"MIB? You really are up to no good." Just then, a man who looked like the boss walked out.

The employees of Beast Restaurant seemed to find their backbone, each picking up a handy tool nearby and walking behind the "boss" to bolster their presence.

At the same time, the other customers in the restaurant subtly surrounded Mike and his group.

After all, according to K, these customers who purchased alien cub dishes were also criminals.

In an instant, Mike and his group found themselves surrounded by enemies on all sides.

"Nobody move, please put down your weapons and cooperate…" Perhaps more than two years of retirement had prevented K from getting back into work mode.

Even at this moment, facing dozens of hostile aliens, he didn't immediately open fire; instead, he continued to issue verbal warnings.

"Bang—!"

Until a fat chef with a bunch of octopus tentacles ambushed K, knocking him down and shouting, "Nobody causes trouble in my restaurant!!!"

With that, the fat chef, wielding two cleavers, began fighting K.

And just as K was knocked down, the Noisy Cricket 4 in his hand fell somewhere unknown.

Thus, for a short period, he could only be unilaterally chased and hacked at by the octopus chef.

The octopus chef's "charge" also seemed to be a signal, prompting all the other aliens to take action.

Mike originally had the ability to stop all of this beforehand.

However, it was the same problem as before; this operation also included the task of helping Agent K quickly adapt to his work as a MIB agent.

Therefore, letting K suffer a bit was for his own good.

And honestly, it was quite interesting to see K, this former "legendary" agent, being chased and jumping around.

So, after restraining a few aliens who actively attacked him, Mike retreated to the side and became a spectator.

The alien dog Frank also knew how to assess the situation and had been following closely behind Mike, his "big leg," since who knows when.

His life safety was greatly guaranteed.

As for Agent J, who was still holding the Stray Star cub, he wasn't so lucky.

With only one hand free, he had to endure the large amount of slime secreted by the alien cub while also taking the brunt of the attacks from the alien criminals.

However, more than two years in the MIB had also trained him in some skills.

Moreover, he was much more decisive than his old partner, who had just been reinstated. Seeing that the situation was dire, he used his free hand to pull out Noisy Cricket 4 and chose to open fire.

After killing a few people, he temporarily secured his safety.

Furthermore, these alien kin of Boris the Animal were, after all, just alien stowaways.

Although their innate abilities were good when they revealed their true forms, due to their terrible reputation, no alien arms dealers were willing to sell them weapons.

So, even though they were more numerous, most of them were wielding Table knife and Fork as weapons, thus they were not truly a threat to Agent J.

Just as the situation fell into a delicate balance, the MIB agents on alert outside heard movement inside the restaurant.

Then, they saw hundreds of fully armed and agile MIB rush in, a dark mass.

Their movements all demonstrated their professionalism.

Within a few seconds, all the aliens in Beast Restaurant, including the alien diners, were subdued by the arriving MIB agents.

This efficiency made the scene seem somewhat "comical."

After all, there were only a few dozen alien criminals at the scene, not nearly enough for the agents to go around.

Some agents who were a little slower didn't even get to touch a single alien criminal during the entire operation.

"Finally saved!!!"

Nevertheless, Agent J was relieved.

Seeing the arriving MIB agents control the situation, he quickly threw the Stray Star cub in his arms to an agent who hadn't caught a criminal.

"I hate children, especially alien babies—" Agent J, covered in a layer of sticky liquid, complained as he wiped the slime from his face after freeing his hands.

Then, his gaze was drawn to the MIB agents gathered around the kitchen entrance.

It turned out that Agent K, empty-handed, had already wrestled the octopus chef into the back kitchen.

Given Agent K's status as a "legendary" agent, out of respect, the other agents didn't intervene in his "battle" until he actively called for backup.

It was also fortunate that K had recently used a [Recovery Potion], which restored his aging body to peak condition, preventing him from losing face in front of his juniors.

K, using his stamina, which was not much worse than that of the alien octopus, casually grabbed two frying pans from above his head.

First, he knocked away the cleavers in the octopus chef's hands, then, using his combat skills, he repeatedly smacked the frying pans onto the octopus chef's large face, left and right.

The scene was quite brutal.

And this kind of ordinary yet impactful combat was very satisfying to watch for onlookers.

Before long, the octopus chef was beaten into a "pig's head," collapsing unconscious like a pile of mud.

"Cuff him and take him away—"

A "hearty" battle also helped K regain some of his form as a MIB agent.

After dealing with the wicked alien chef, he then told the agents, "Bring me the owner of this establishment; I still have questions for him."

The restaurant's criminal issue was resolved; next up was the matter of Boris the Animal.

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