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On the flying saucer, two Benefactors looked at Bai Zhongqi, who was shooting to kill, and were utterly dumbfounded.

"Is this Earthling an idiot?" Shen Shen Zhe Ruofu called out, "He's actually killing our people right in front of our flying saucer. Doesn't he know our flying saucer can blast him into nothingness?"

"Unfortunately, we can't do that," Qian Ya Zhi Ji Yangbo sighed, "We need to capture one or two living Earthlings as much as possible."

"Then go catch him."

In this game, both sides considered the other as their prey.

Bai Zhongqi looked at the open door of the flying saucer and then, hearing movement, saw a group of oddly shaped aliens with weapons charging down. These aliens were no longer purely Baburondi, but clearly of multiple races, each with distinct physiological traits and weapons suited to their bodies.

"Let's begin, then." Bai Zhongqi raised his gun and started attacking: one, two, three, four, five.