When the American government was frustrated by this sudden global disaster, it also did not forget the most critical point, the Hoover Dam!

Simmons drove alone to the cordon one kilometer outside the dam, slowly taking off his suit and pulling off his tie while raising the loudspeaker in his hand.

"We need to talk! Seriously, we really need to talk!"

Simmons shook his beard, and even though he stared at his eyes, he was still a little listless. He knew at a glance that he was exhausting too much energy.

"A day, one night, twenty-four hours, you turned this place into a black hole. Whether people or war machines approach, they will be swallowed silently."

He put on his breath and shouted, "If we were to confront each other for a year, but now it is not possible! The outbreak of a global disaster has brought humanity to a corner.

We had no choice but to retreat, and the superiors didn't want to consume extra power, so the fans were lucky!

You can make the conditions!"

The sound spread and disappeared quickly on the empty road without even echo.

Simmons shouted to the empty street like a fool.

"I know you can hear it! No matter what you think, you must admit that communication is the only solution.

You don’t think that humans really can’t deal with you, do you?”

There is still no echo.

Simmons's face remained unchanged.

No matter who has endured the previous twenty-four hours of torture, he will be the same as him.

He had realized that at this time, no matter whether he was angry or irritable, he could not solve the problem. Only calmness was what he needed the most.

"Okay, okay, you've won. I just want to communicate now, figure out what you really want, and give my damn boss an explanation.

I'm going to come in. If you still refuse, then turn me into a puppet!"

Simmons suddenly opened his arms and pressed himself on the bet.

He also had no way out, and the tigers that appeared in Australia had been found from these two women.

In order to gather more information, he must establish a channel for communication with them today.

If you fail, the outcome will probably not be much better than death.

Since you have no choice but to retreat, it is better to risk your life and take a bet!

Simmons took a step with his eyes closed, without any movement.

Two steps...

Then there are three steps, four steps...

Just as his face couldn't help but show the joy of success, a light blue light suddenly appeared all over his body, and a force wrapped him up out of thin air.

Flying rapidly towards the direction of the dam like a soap bubble.

A few minutes later, Simmons brand soap bubbles landed from the air into an open-air playground.

This is the test site in the seventh zone, which is generally used to test the explosion values ​​and destructive measurements of certain alien objects of new weapons.

But now, there have been great changes here.

The playground was crowded with dense people, black or white, strong or thin, but they were all wearing white tight uniforms, like mice in the laboratory.

They were bare hands and were cold and silent, but they were in a fierce melee.

No matter who it is, as long as you catch an opponent, you must beat him down.

The most primitive close-fitting fighting, the fight between the flesh and the flesh, is like facing the enemy who killed his father, without any mercy.

There were blows mixed in the playground, spitting blood and falling to the ground, and there was no screaming, and the situation was very strange.

In just a few seconds after flying down from the air, Simmons saw forty or fifty people being smashed out and could never get up again.

Simmons was confused. What was going on?

Why……

"Aren't you yelling to negotiate? Why did you get stunned when you see the main owner? Why, this is also the skill of your agents in the seventh district?"

A pleasant female voice came from behind. Simmons turned around suddenly and found that there was a beautiful woman sitting behind her.

"Syx!" Simmons gritted his teeth.

Sykes pretended to be surprised and said, "Oh, it's quite awesome. Have you found my name now?"

"What did you do to them?"

"It's nothing. I saw that the good materials were itchy, so I did some modifications. Don't worry, they are essentially humans, but they have some different organs on the cellular level."

Sykes shook his head: "It's a bit disappointing to say. I thought they were good experimental subjects before, but the upper limit of tolerance was too low. Evolved cells could only hover at the bottom. If they were a little stronger, they would explode and die, which was disappointing!"

"You actually used them for experiments?" Simmons looked in disbelief.

Sykes raised his eyebrows: "What's so strange about this? Aren't you also experimenting with Cybertron?"

"Is this different?"

“What’s the difference?”

“Anyway, it’s different…”

"alright!"

Sykes waved his hand and said, "I don't have time to argue with you about these irrelevant issues. Let you in, just be interested in the negotiations you mentioned. If you just want to say this, forget it.

I'm even more curious how many modifications your genes can withstand!”

Simmons had a cold war.

He took a deep breath, cleared the distracting thoughts in his mind, adjusted for a few seconds, and calmed down again.

"Miss Sykes, whether you are an alien or a superpower, now I will give you a proposal on behalf of the American government."

Sykes picked up the corner of his eyes, and I see what you can say.

Simmons said: "You and Miss Noqigao surrender unconditionally, and we will treat you with courtesy and detention according to the rank of other heads of state.

It will meet most of your requirements, but you also have the obligation to cooperate with our research. Otherwise…”

"Haha...needless to say, do you know who you are talking to?" Sykes was not angry, just felt a little funny.

What is this?

Is the foundation of a great country or the inexplicable arrogance?

Lag in news? Lack of real fear?

"Miss Sykes, I know you are superpowers and have powerful abilities. But don't forget that you are now fighting a country. A country with a population of hundreds of millions, a complete industrial system, and can become a war machine at any time.

We are not afraid of war, if it is really necessary!”

Simmons said seriously: "You know that individuals can never compete with the collective. So, before things get worse, acceptance is your best choice."

Sykes looked speechless.

At this time, Mikaela drove over in an electric car, looked at Simmons, and said, "I'm not the time?"

"No, it's time, what's going on?" Sykes said.

"Oh, the king is coming soon. Noqi Gao asked us to be prepared and might leave at any time!"

Sykes stood up and stretched, saying, "The king is back. Have a lot of fun this time!"

Seeing that she was about to leave, Simmons was anxious: "Miss Sykes, we are very sincere!"
Chapter completed!