the end of the heavens

The process was too smooth, so smooth that it was beyond Optimus Prime's expectations, and Russell's actions were too hasty. After all, Decepticons and Autobots are good and bad is just his one-sided opinion.In Optimus Prime's view, Russell's IQ is definitely the best on Earth, and he shouldn't easily hand over the safety of his home planet to a group of outsiders.

Russell smiled lightly, and pointed at Optimus Prime and the other four Autobots, "Whether what you say is true or not, I have no choice, do I?"

Sam "..."

Why did I believe it all at once? Why?

Optimus Prime took the glasses and gave Russell a deep nod, "Don't worry, we are here for atonement and have no intention of starting a war. In the name of Optimus Prime, we Autobots will never take the initiative to harm any human beings. "

Russell shook his head with a smile, "I'm afraid it will be difficult, because human beings can also decide whether to start a war."

"What do you mean?" Optimus Prime heard something in Russell's words.

"Captain Witwich is indeed crazy, but there are 41 other crew members who are sober. The source of the fire must have been transferred, and there is a 100% possibility that it will be the US imperialist government." Speaking of this, Russell shrugged. "Greed is written into the genes of human beings. It is impossible for the US imperial government to hand over the source of fire to you, even if there is a threat of Decepticons."

Optimus Prime was silent for a while, "I hope... the fire source is still at the coordinate location!"

Russell shook his head. As a good friend on Earth, Optimus Prime is a qualified hero, but as the leader of the Autobots, Russell just wanted to say that he failed Cybertron!

Of course, I also thought about this in my heart, as a person on earth, the more aliens like Optimus Prime, the better!

"Bumblebee, you stay and protect them. When you encounter Decepticons, retreat immediately. Remember to keep in touch." Optimus Prime ordered Bumblebee, and then transformed into a muscle truck tractor. "Autobots, let's go!"

Unable to participate in the battle, Bumblebee was very depressed, and sadly changed back to the Chevrolet Camaro, expressing his dissatisfaction with the speaker, "We agreed that we would never let go of our mutual holding hands, but the reality is that love is not enough. At the fork in the road, you turn left and I turn right..."

"Russell, what happened to him?"

"Lovebroken!"

Chapter 232 Your expression can be my joke for a year

Optimus Prime and the others left for half an hour, and just after Bumblebee finished singing a few sad songs, a group of uninvited guests suddenly arrived. Five black SUVs were parked beside the street, and a dozen agents in suits and white coats strode forward. Go out, surround Russell's house, and take out the instrument to start detecting radioactive substances.

"Boom thump thump----"

A series of hasty knocks on the door woke up Sam, who was sleeping on the sofa in the living room. He glanced through the cat's eyes to make sure it wasn't the Decepticons that opened the door.

"Sam Witwicky? Your great-great-grandfather was Archibald Witwich?"

Sam blocked the flashlight that was shining directly into his eyes with his hand, and said dissatisfiedly, "Who are you?"

"Government agency! The Seventh District!" Simmons, the agent of the Seventh District, who looked like a dog, showed his ID card, and took it back regardless of whether Sam saw it clearly.

"What is that? I've never heard of this organization." Sam was anxious, seeing the man in the suit rummaging through the yard, and gradually approaching the bumblebee, he hurriedly said, "Hey, this is not my house, you haven't won the owner yet." agree."

"The Seventh District doesn't need anyone's consent, we have enough authority." Simmons said with a drag, staring into Sam's panicked eyes, and chuckled, "Sam, you called the police last night to say that your car ran away, which seriously threatened national security."

"Sir, regardless of whether that car threatened national security or not, you have now threatened my personal safety and property safety..." Russell walked down the stairs on the second floor, holding a shining Sand Eagle in his hand, and said lightly " The Constitution gives me the right to shoot you, so can you get your men out of the garden?"

"I'm sorry, but I also have the right to kill you." Simmons opened his suit, revealing the gun under his arm.

Russell raised his brows, "It seems so, but I'm not one of those cowards who will soften when you are frightened. If you want to try whose gun is faster, I can accompany you now."

The atmosphere suddenly became tense. Seeing that the smell of gunpowder was not going to end well, Simmons took a deep breath and lowered his posture first, "Mr. Russell, we are here to take Sam Witwicky, and it has nothing to do with you."

Russell nodded, "No problem, but don't touch my stuff."

Sam "..."

Simmons didn't care what Sam thought, took out an instrument and came to Sam, after some detection, his face turned black into the bottom of the pot, "Boy, look what you have done, this value really makes me surprise."

"What value, what are you talking about?"

Simmons waved his hand, and Sam looked panic-stricken. He didn't bother to listen to the other party's clumsy defense, took out handcuffs, bound his wrists, and dragged him out of the room.

Michaela came down the stairs, the cat was behind Russell, and the two stood in the doorway watching Sam be taken away.At this moment, a white coat came to the Chevrolet car, and the instrument showed that he had encountered an exceeding value.

"Sir! Here! The value of this car has seriously exceeded the standard!"

Simmons gasped, "That's the car, damn it, stay away from him."

Twit twitter chuck chuck!

Seeing that he and Sam were about to be taken away, Bumblebee transformed into a giant robot over five meters in an instant, and its arm was replaced with an energy gun, aiming at Simmons's position, "Zizi...this cat is so cute...you bugs , Release the hostages!"

After all, it is an intercepted broadcast, and it is impossible to come across the right sentence every time, so the words of Bumblebee sounded more like threats to the agents.They drew their guns and looked for cover, but there was no obstacle in the garden for them to hide except for the fountain.

"Bumblebee, don't shoot." Sam was pressed to the ground, raised his head and shouted loudly. He didn't want the bumblebee to stand against humans. As long as everyone calmed down and communicated, everything would be perfectly resolved.

Optimus Prime would not allow him to take the initiative to harm humans, and Bumblebee respected his decision, but Optimus Prime also said that he must protect the safety of the three of Russell.There was a contradiction in the order, and he looked at Russell with a headache. Among the people present, Russell had the highest IQ. Bumblebee thought he would have a solution that got the best of both worlds.

Russell shook his head lightly, "Bumblebee, turn back into a car, you are not here to start a war, and Optimus Prime doesn't want to do this either."

Bumblebee looked around, put away the energy gun a little unwillingly, moved the metal all over his body, and transformed back into a Chevrolet Camaro.

After ten seconds of silence, the ashen-faced Simmons got up from the ground, straightened his suit and came to Russell, saying in a deep voice, "Mr. Russell, it seems that you also need to come with us."

"No problem! But for the sake of helping you out, can you open Sam's handcuffs?" Russell's sentence made Sam look grateful, but the second half of the sentence directly caused Sam to fall into self-doubt, "After all, Sam is so weak. , with or without handcuffs."

"Thank you for your cooperation!" Simmons nodded to Russell, and asked someone to open Sam's handcuffs. He looked at the Chevrolet Camaro in horror, not knowing what to say.

"Don't worry, the Hornet will go with us to where you want to go." Russell took the opportunity to give Simmons a step, and added a sentence at the end, "If you are worried, you can add a layer of insurance to the Hornet, But remember, he's a fighter, give him the respect a fighter deserves."

"I'm afraid..."

Russell interrupted Simmons, and said lightly, "The Hornet's race has a highly developed civilization, and there are many comrades-in-arms on Earth. In order to avoid war, he has made concessions, hasn't he?"

"Well, only this time is an exception." Simmons rolled his eyes. Now that others have less firepower, they can make concessions, but when it comes to his territory, it's up to him to decide.

Russell grinned, and before the other agents could react, he dragged Simmons to the Chevrolet co-pilot, opened the door and pushed him in.

"Mr. Agent, let's go!"

Simmons "..."

Five suvs guarded the Chevrolet in the middle and headed towards the airport outside the city.

What Russell didn't know was that as soon as the convoy left, another SUV stopped in front of his house. Four agents entered the house to check and found traces of fighting on the second floor.

"Detect, all suspicious objects are recovered."

"There are alien bodies in the trash can."

"Take it back with the trash can!"

"There's a lot of radioactivity on the floor..."

"Pry away."