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Chapter 229 The Patriotic Old Bachelor

Sam, who had been stimulated for a whole day, was taken away by the bumblebee. When he left, his mouth was still stuffed with Fisher's secret biscuits. Rest, so after getting in the car, I soon fell asleep.

Not long after the Autobots left, a team of Chevrolet SUVs ran over the road with extreme arrogance, appeared on the street, and surrounded Burns' private courtyard, and then a team of tall men in black clothes and sunglasses jumped out of the cars.

"The first team surrounds here, the second team knocks on the door with me, and the third team is responsible for searching the yard!" A curly-haired man chewing gum arrogantly assigned tasks to his subordinates.

"Sir, yes, sir!"

Dozens of agents trampled across the well-tended lawn like wild boars, some sweeping around with radiation equipment, while others dug holes in the yard with shovels.

"Dang dang!" The curly-haired man knocked on the overwhelmed wooden door that was kicked by Fisher, and then he heard a very crisp clicking sound from inside.

"Crack!" Burns, holding a shotgun, put the muzzle of the gun on the split man's face, and then walked out the door.

"Calm down, calm down first! You have to know that we have 30 people!" The split-headed man slowly raised his hands, and then the agent he brought forward immediately raised his gun, and the two sides confronted each other.

"30 people? A lot?" A group of agents looked up and saw Fisher standing on the roof with a bazooka in one hand and an M320 grenade launcher in the other. "Everyone, put the guy down!"

"Wait, let me introduce myself first!" The split-headed man cursed inwardly, and then took off his sunglasses, "I'm Agent Reggie Simon from District [-], and I'm just here for investigation!"

"Really, Agent Simon, then I think you also know that American law says that trespassing on other people's territory and being beaten to death is no problem!"

"Then I think I can ask the police to investigate your prohibited firepower issues!"

"Why, as an intelligence worker, I put a few bazookas for self-defense, is there a problem?" Burns continued to attack the opponent with a gun, and poked Agent Simon's double chin vigorously.

"Then what, everyone put away the guns first!" Seeing that his mission would be delayed if this went on like this, Agent Simon waved his hand, signaling his subordinates to put down the guns.

After the situation eased, Agent Simon made it clear that he was here. Confusion did not hide his traces when the president's plane was sabotaged. The hackers of the Ministry of National Defense naturally knew what those aliens were looking for. The person in charge of the Seventh District The agencies dealing with Transformers (what they call non-biological extraterrestrial life forms) immediately split into two groups, one went to Sam's house, and the other came to find Fisher, who had become a buyer.

"You two, the country needs you now!" Simmons said righteously, with his hands flying up and down, his tone was passionate, and his actions were fierce, as if he would be a traitor if he didn't help! "Our country is under attack, we need you to go back, help us, and defeat those evil aliens together!"

"If we say no, will you do it?" Fisher teased.

"No, no, the United States is a democratic country, we will guarantee the wishes of the citizens, especially the two are public officials, we will naturally not force it!" Looking at the bazooka standing at the door, Simmons said against his will.

"Do you want to go then?" Fisher looked at Burns.

"Let's go!" Burns sighed. He has served the country for decades, but now he is disgusted by another group of people. He wanted to get angry, but when he thought of the roadblocks that were dragged away before, he could only force Enduring the discomfort, he nodded in agreement.

At the same time that the agents on this route were not going well, the other agents were also unlucky. When they went to find Sam, they encountered the same confusion. Although the confusion was only a few tens of centimeters high, although it looked weak in combat effectiveness, it was compared to other agents. The Transformers who created four energy cannons fought directly with the agent who discovered his whereabouts at Sam's house. The well-designed house of Papa Sam became a pile of ruins within ten minutes. If it weren't for the bumblebee Rushing to the rescue site, I am afraid that the parents of Sam’s agents will suffer. After seeing the force of the bumblebee, the agents of the seventh district were also very polite. In the name of protection, they pulled Sam’s family, including the Chihuahua, into custody Take the car to the seventh district, including Bumblebee.

It's just that these agents also did a stupid thing. They didn't check whether the confusion that was shot in two by the hornet was dead or not, and they packed up the body of confusion and took it away.

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Before coming here, Simmons did investigate the identities of the two, but Burns' information was false due to work reasons, but Fisher's information Simmons dared to use his mother's dentures to swear it was true, but the other party He didn't act like a soldier who was discharged due to injury.

"Agent Simon, may I ask how long you have been in this business?" Fisher, who was sitting in the back row, put his feet on the backrest in the front row without any politeness.

"More than ten years!" Simmons replied angrily.

"Oh, then you must be a very high-ranking agent!"

"Puff..." As soon as the words came out, the driving agent almost laughed out loud.

"No, I'm just an ordinary member now. It's my pursuit to be able to defend our America. I won't be greedy for fame and fortune!" Simmons gave the driver an angry look, and then replied.

"Then you should have dealt with a lot of aliens!"

"Then you should have killed many alien spies who undermined the stability of capitalist society!"

"and you…………"

Fischer's words pierced Simmons' heart like a sharp knife, causing him to burst into tears and bleed in his heart. Do you understand Simmons' pain as an old bachelor who dedicated his youth to the country with such low wages?

Fisher still didn't feel satisfied, so he continued to make up the knife, and hummed the running song to himself, what about the poor children going to the battlefield, and the rich children immediately broke the defense of the agents in the car with the lyrics, everyone The son burst into tears, but the last dignity of the man did not make them cry.

"Agent Simon, if things don't go your way, let's sell saltwater salmon together. I'll pay you to be a clerk, and we can take your mother over to live with us!"

"I..." Simmons really didn't want to leave behind Fisher, who was talking more and more vigorously. Finally, he simply plugged in his earplugs, and prepared to clean up Fisher properly when he was in the seventh district of the Hoover Dam.

(End of this chapter)