the end of the heavens

Trien rolled his eyes and raised his hand to poke Sam's chest "Listen, skinny monkey, this is my party, I didn't invite you. Now, take your shitty friend, drive your shitty car, and get out of my out of sight, understand?"

"Hey, Cui En, don't be like this, you are going too far." Mikaela couldn't stand it anymore, her boyfriend's childish appearance made her feel stupid.

"Okay, listen to you." Cui En spread his hands, gave Sam a hard look, and then raised his hands and shouted loudly, "Guys, enough rest, let's go to the party!"

The figure of the goddess leaving made Sam feel inferior. He looked at his friend hanging upside down on the tree, and realized that he was not only inferior, but also stupid. Unless Mikaela was blind, he would never be Chance.

"Jingle bell~~"

The mobile phone in his pocket rang suddenly. Sam picked it up and saw that the caller was a sand sculpture who bought glasses. He immediately put on a smiling face and answered the call, "Hi, I've arrived at the lake."

"I saw you, and your friend hanging upside down from the tree."

"That's not my friend, I don't know him." Sam didn't even think about it, he lost his friendship in an instant, looked up and looked around, "Have you arrived yet, why didn't I see you?"

"Under the shade."

Russell hung up the phone, the engine roared, and he raised his hand and shook it.

Sam looked at the Lamborghini parked on the side of the road not far away, then at his second-hand Chevrolet, and walked over without love.If Russell asked him where the Porsche was, he said it was for repairs and the Chevrolet was his dad's car.

No, it's his grandpa's car!

"Glamorous 217?" Russell pulled down his sunglasses and couldn't help laughing, "If you just punched that bastard in the face, you would indeed be worthy of that name."

Sam smiled awkwardly, "I have an auto repair shop, sir, did you see it just now?"

"Just call me Russell."

"Hello, Russell, I'm Sam! Sam Witwicky!"

The two reached out for a handshake, which was considered a preliminary acquaintance. Russell answered Sam's previous question, "I see it very clearly. I have been observing you since you stepped out of the Chevrolet. Young man, I have a word for you, physique is not a measure of strength." The only criterion for being weak, if you're afraid of being beaten, you won't be able to pick up girls!"

Sam was a little moved by what he said. He was stunned for a while, and hurriedly asked, "You have been observing me since getting off the car, how do you know what I look like?"

"Sam, forgot what I said about you?" Russell said with a smile, "Your outstanding temperament is so eye-catching that I found you at a glance in the crowd."

Sam "..."

"Hahaha, just kidding!" Russell said as he took out 250 dollars from his wallet. "Here is the money, where is the goods, I want to check?"

"Uh, can you stop saying that, although it sounds cool." Sam glanced at Russell's wallet enviously, cursed a damn rich man secretly, took out the glasses case from his trouser pocket, and opened it to show off his great-great-grandfather's treasures.

Russell frowned, and saw the subtle golden lines on the broken lens, nodded in satisfaction, and the two paid the money and delivered the goods.

"Happy cooperation, I guarantee you will find it worth the money." Sam Meizi accepted the banknotes, and said with an idea, "Russell, do you want to see my other collections, just like this pair of glasses, they are all precious antiques, Very collectible."

Just as he was talking, Sam stopped talking suddenly, and looked at Mikaela with bright eyes. If he heard correctly, there seemed to be a quarrel there.

Here's my chance!

"Russell, wait for me for 5 minutes, and I'll be right over." At the sight of beauty, Sam decisively dropped the money, turned around and rushed to Chevrolet.

Russell blinked, not understanding which of Sam's tendons was wrong, and looking sideways, he found Michaela.

Michaela and Cui En broke up because she wanted to test drive her boyfriend's off-road vehicle, but Cui En disagreed, commenting that she is more suitable for playing with bumper cars because of her delicate body.

This guy has advanced cancer, so he is not suitable for having a girlfriend!

Frustrated by her self-esteem, Mikaela decisively kicked her boyfriend off and walked home alone.

Sam was driving the Chevrolet happily, and Mikayla's enchanting back in front made him go crazy, he looked in the rearview mirror, trying to make himself look less sloppy, "Hey, Mikayla, I'm Sam. Sam Witwich!"

Michaela "..."

Who is this sand sculpture with 'want to mate' written on its face?

"Hey, Mikaela, I'm sorry to cause you and Trien to have conflicts, I hope you didn't make it too difficult." Sam mistakenly thought that the quarrel between the two was because of him, and raised his hand to push the car door "I can drive you home , uh, if you don't mind."

Mikaela kept silent. Hearing this, she glanced at the painted Chevrolet. For some reason, she felt that if she couldn't get in this car, she would definitely regret it.

Just as she was putting her hands together to get into the car, a strange cry came from the rear. It was Sam's second-hand friend Miles.

"Sam, what are you doing, why didn't you call me when you left?"

Miles jumped down from the tree. Because of his upside-down posture, he fell into the mud when he fell. He slapped the dust on his body and ran all the way. He lost a single slipper and didn't pick it up.

Michaela "..."

Taking back what she just said, she will regret it after getting in this car.

Seeing the back of the goddess leaving, Sam's whole body is not well, and he was only a little bit close to being able to drive Mikaela to take her home.

"Hey, Sam, what are you going to do?" Miles panted and got into the co-pilot.

"Man, I should ask this question, what are you going to do?"

"Sam, you broke the party rules."

"What kind of shit rules?"

"You can't value sex over friends." Miles said solemnly, "Can you return the car, I lost my slippers."

Sam wanted to cry, "I value sex over friends... What stupid things are you talking about, I don't know you at all."

Five seconds later, Sam was literally crying when he saw Mikaela get into the Lamborghini, that goddamn 'I've got a garage' convertible.

"Myles, don't wear your seat belt."

"why?"

"I want you to die in a traffic accident."

Chapter 228 Cars Are For Hitting

"Hello, can I go for a ride?"

Mikaela was standing by the door of the Lamborghini car. Because of the convertible top, she had a clear view of the inside of the car. She looked at this super sports car with envy and fantasized about owning one herself.

Because of her family, she has been in contact with cars since she was a child, and her hobby is car modification. However, she has no money, so she can only enjoy herself in the garage.

"city center?"

Russell glanced at Mikaela suspiciously. According to the plot, she should sit on the Bumblebee and act as the heroine of the vase for 2 consecutive episodes, until she was kicked off by the director when she uttered wild words.

"Yes, can I trouble you to give me a ride?" Mikaela clasped her hands together, raised her eyebrows and gave Russell a shock.

"I have to say, your acting skills are really bad..."