"Bastard!!"
Seeing the playful expression on Mike's face, the Chameleon Alien said angrily, "You asked for this!"
As it spoke, the Chameleon Alien opened its mouth wide, and a thin, long tongue shot out like a javelin.
Besides "camouflage," the Chameleon Alien's other ability was its it's tongue.
Its unique structure made its tongue its strongest weapon, both deceptive and perfect for sneak attacks.
"So disgusting..."
With his extraordinary reflexes, Mike grabbed the tongue that came towards him, but the sticky feeling on his hand made him frown.
Seeing the slippery tongue in his hand about to break free, Mike, disgusted, became ruthless.
He wrapped the tongue around his hand once, then exerted force with both arms, entering a stalemate with the other party.
"Hiss hiss… Bang—"
Accompanied by the sound of tearing muscles, the Chameleon Alien's tongue was stretched to its limit and finally snapped in the middle.
Mike disgustedly threw away the half of the tongue in his hand, then wiped his hand on a nearby chair.
On the other side, the Chameleon Alien, having lost its reliance, painfully collapsed to the ground, constantly pawing at the remaining half of its tongue in its mouth with its front claws.
Things happened too fast; the two MIB Agents hadn't expected the Chameleon Alien to be dealt with so easily.
By the time they rushed over with their weapons, the opponent had clearly lost its combat capability.
As they passed by, both of them simultaneously looked at Mike in surprise. Then, they both stepped forward to control the Chameleon Alien.
"My tongue… My tongue… I'm going to accuse you Earth people of barbaric treatment of alien races… I want to complain…" The Chameleon Alien, having lost half its tongue, spoke in a muffled voice.
"Shut up!" The leading MIB Agent punched the Chameleon Alien a few times. Once it quieted down, he took out a mask-like object and sealed its mouth.
Clearly, the MIB was well-prepared to capture this alien criminal.
Moreover, the MIB was no charity, nor would it talk about democracy with offending aliens.
If this Chameleon Alien hadn't still had value, it might have already turned into dust.
Once the troublemaking Chameleon Alien was completely controlled, it was escorted away by a junior MIB Agent.
The leading MIB Agent remained at the scene to handle the aftermath.
The crowd who came to watch the movie all breathed a sigh of relief when the crisis was resolved. Then, having escaped a disaster, many questions arose in their minds.
"Excuse me, which law enforcement department do you belong to? And what crime did the alien just commit?" Colin, who quickly accepted the existence of aliens, raised the questions in his mind.
"MIB… people usually call us MIB." The remaining MIB Agent seemed easy to talk to, then he continued to explain, "The Chameleon Alien just now was planning to create panic among civilians, probably preparing for their race to invade Earth…"
"Chameleon Alien…"
"So that's it, no wonder that monster just now looked like a mutated chameleon…"
"Didn't you notice the main point? Earth is going to be invaded…"
"If Earth is invaded, what should we do…"
As the MIB Agent explained, the people present learned a lot of previously unknown information.
And the news of aliens invading Earth once again caused widespread panic among the crowd.
"Everyone calm down, the Chameleon Aliens doesn't have a large population. Even if all of them come to Earth, our MIB can handle it…" Seeing the panic spreading, the remaining MIB Agent patiently comforted everyone.
The real threat to Earth were those alien insectoid creatures with vast numbers.
As for races like the Chameleon Aliens, their evolution was incomplete, and their numbers were not large enough. With only a tongue as a weapon, how could they invade Earth?
On a frontal battlefield, a few plasma cannon shots could probably wipe out their entire race.
As the MIB Agent provided scientific explanations, the people present calmed down. Immediately, more other questions arose in their minds.
"This child with his hand raised, what is your question?" the MIB Agent asked.
Among a chaotic group of adults, nine-year-old Sheldon was very conspicuous.
"Yes, sir. I want to ask where your high-tech weapons are developed?" Sheldon asked politely.
Sheldon had already noticed that the plasma weapons in the MIB Agent's hand were definitely far more advanced than all existing weapons on the market.
Just looking at their cool appearance, they were incomparable to ordinary weapons.
"You mean this?" The MIB Agent raised the large weapon in his hand and introduced, "This is a handheld cannon, full name 'Tri-Barrel Pulsar Blaster.' It is produced by the Men in Black Weapon Department…"
After explaining, the MIB Agent saw that Sheldon was about to ask another question. Then, annoyed, he muttered, "Why am I telling you so much? Anyway, you'll all forget about what happened here in a bit."
Previously, this MIB Agent was in the mood to talk more with everyone because this mission had been successfully completed without major incidents.
However, as the questions from the crowd grew, he became a bit impatient. After all, his colleagues were waiting for him outside to return and submit the mission report.
No longer answering the crowd's questions, the MIB Agent took out a pair of black sunglasses from his pocket and put them on, then raised the pen-shaped "memory eraser" in his hand, adjusted the time, and said, "Please look here—"
As a blue light flashed, the people present seemed to be hypnotized, their faces showing a blank expression.
"Phew—" Seeing everyone quiet down, the MIB Agent breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, he put away the memory eraser and said, "Nothing happened before, there were no aliens, and no giant lizards. You just watched an ordinary private movie. After I leave, you can all go home…"
After fabricating a logical memory for everyone, the MIB Agent hurriedly left the movie theater.
And after the MIB Agent left, everyone returned to "normal."
"Hey, that movie was really good." Colin seemed to have forgotten the purpose of his trip. A moment later, he wondered, "By the way, what movie did I just watch?"
The situation of everyone else present was similar to Colin's. After all, the MIB Agent had only fabricated a vague memory for everyone, so the details naturally couldn't be taken into account.
"Mike, what just happened? Why do I feel like there's a blank space in my memory?" Sheldon, who had eidetic memory, was very sensitive to memory-related matters.
"Nothing, the 'movie' is over. We should go too." Mike didn't explain much.
The matter of aliens was not something Sheldon should be exposed to yet.
Even Mike himself wasn't planning to delve deeper into the matter at this stage.
"Did I fall asleep earlier? That shouldn't be…" Walking out behind Mike, Sheldon had a depressed expression on his face.
One must know that he came here specifically for the educational film. Now he only remembered watching an educational film, but he couldn't recall any of the content.
This discovery naturally made Sheldon very troubled.