19

There were corpses everywhere on the ground and on the bed.

What was once a life-saving place is now like a morgue.

"No! Stop!!"

He shouted, struggling to get up from the ground, but was held down by two Cybertronians, and watched them being killed one by one.When the wailing ceased, a purple-painted Cybertronian gestured for his captor to let go.He knelt on the ground and didn't try to stand up again, because he knew that everything was meaningless.

Yes, all dead.All his patients were killed.

"Now, are you going to reconsider your answer, Doctor."

The chief culprit who created hell, the Cybertronian who killed all the patients he healed just because he refused to join them, walked up to him step by step, picked him up and asked.

"You are crazy!"

"No, I'm not crazy. I should say I'm smarter than anyone else. You see, you saved my life, but you also learned about my body structure. I should have killed you, but I decided to keep you But you turned down my offer, for this clinic and this group of useless scum? Listen, I can kill all the people you have healed, and no one will dare to come to you for treatment; I can also destroy you hands, so that you can no longer pick up a scalpel; or tear off your optical mirror, and pour steel juice into it to cast your head sculpture to death."

The purple-painted Cybertronian spoke threatening words calmly in a low tone, clearly not joking.

Yes, of course he wasn't joking. The pain on his body and the situation in front of him told him that this Cybertronian was serious.

But he threatened the wrong person. There is a kind of person who can throw away everything at will. There is only one thing that refuses to let go, and that is dignity.

"GOTOHELL! (Go to hell!)"

He fought desperately, not expecting to hit it.But it so happened that he hit it!The face armor that covered half of the face of the Cybertronian flew out and fell to the ground.

At this moment, the surroundings suddenly fell into a terrifying silence.Those thugs or soldiers immediately lowered their eyes, not daring to make a sound.

But he himself ignored this revelation, which was obviously full of dangerous meanings. He stared at that face in disbelief, God, why didn't he think of taking off the face armor to take a look during the treatment?

"Orian? Are you... Orion? No, no, your body... has been transformed!?"

It may not be accurate to say that the recognition, he has met Olean.In the sand, there were hatchlings that were attacked by mechanical beasts. There was once such a Cybertronian who killed the beast with his own strength—pure bare hands, powerful and majestic, the Cybertronian standing on the remains of the beast The vivid image of is engraved on his CPU, which is still fresh in his memory.Although, he later learned that the man was just a librarian.

But that person is painted red, and the body is different. What caused such a huge change?Body upgrade?Or, leadership module?

"No, doctor. No one calls that name anymore. My name is Optimus Prime."

He was thrown to the ground, among the corpses.The minions who destroyed the emperor quietly retreated a distance as early as the moment they sensed the emperor's anger. Now that they saw the private information related to the leader, they evacuated the ward one after another, fearing that they would be implicated and silenced later.

Before he could stand up, he was hit hard on the head, dizzy; then he was crushed by a terrible weight, and the body creaked.

"I will definitely get what I want, and even if I destroy it, I won't let it fall into the hands of others."

****

The ambulance suddenly opened its eyes, startled into a cold sweat.It took him a while to organize the data on the disk before he was convinced that what he had just encountered was just a memory flashback.He looked down at a leg pressed against his body, drifting sweetly in his sleep, and kicked him away with black lines all over his head.

They said they couldn't sleep together, how did this guy sneak in, he had to change the electronic lock for his bedroom.

Speaking of which, every time I recall this, the following files seem to be encrypted, and I can only read garbled characters that cannot be extracted.I am afraid that he is the one who deliberately dealt with this memory, which also proves how unbearable these memories are.

Although he has an agreement with the Emperor of Destruction, as long as he works for the Autobots, the Emperor will not cross the line.But he also believed that Optimus Prime's behavior would not change after all these years - domineering, authoritarian, only obeying his own cruel logic.

"Sorry kid, I can't have anything important."

The ambulance touched the head sculpture of the swordsman who had fallen asleep.

"Either in the past or now."

20

If you want to ask drift, the cohabitation life is very happy, in various senses.

The ambulance often comes back with 'work', so the drift also gets used to getting home early.Most of the time they just enjoy delicious food together, or go for a drive; occasionally they stay at home and do their own things.The ambulance's residence has a large medical room. Drift doesn't quite understand what that is for, because he has never seen any patient come to the ambulance.But occasionally, an ambulance would go in with some stump and wouldn't come out for hours.Don't dare to disturb the ambulance when drifting at this time, because that means eating a wrench in your head.

Yes, it's all just very ordinary life, but drifting likes it very much.He couldn't imagine going back to his past, playing casually with his teammates, returning to an empty house alone, the feeling that the fire in his chest stopped burning could kill him.

Except for a little that makes drifting nerve-wracking, yes, that's all.At other times, the ambulance is still very talkative, and basically willing to agree to its own requests.But the only thing the old doctor refused to compromise was sleeping together at night, no matter who dismantled who or how tired he was, every time Drift woke up, he found himself lying on the bed alone.

It took Drift a while to realize that the ambulance actually went out often at night, and it seemed that it deliberately separated from him to avoid him noticing.Drift tried to follow it once, but ended up following the residence of the Great Destroyer!After that... After that, he couldn't follow him any further. The Emperor's bodyguard, Sir, and Bounce were not good at it. It took him more than three hours to get rid of them, and by then the ambulance had already returned home.

Drift was mad with jealousy, and that was the first time he used force on his savior, forcibly inspecting the body of the ambulance.After confirming that he had misunderstood, he was beaten up again by a wrench and demolished all night.

Drift knows that the Great Destroyer didn't touch the doctor, but he doesn't know why, the Great Emperor often calls an ambulance at night.To be honest, Drift didn't believe what the ambulance said about the emperor's chronic illness, and he often needed the help of a doctor to deal with it.That's really unreasonable, knockdown and strike live in the palace, far closer than the ambulance.If the Lord of Destruction trusted ambulances more - he probably would have believed that even before he knew the existence of another ambulance.A suspicious king will give his life and trust to a doctor with dual qualifications?No one will believe this.

Luckily he had his own source, an idiot who fell in the same hole as him and was also obsessed with ambulances.Although Perceptron is dissatisfied that he no longer should come out to 'communicate', Perceptron believes that Drift will be dumped soon, and then he will be able to 'share' this 'ambulance used' again, which is very 'useful' It is not an exaggeration to please in advance.

"The emperor is quite paranoid about the TFs of the white body. Jazz has seen many times that the TFs that the emperor played bad are all white machines."

Drift rolled his eyes at the sensor on the screen, he didn't bother to ask when this guy had sex with Jazz, he hoped he wouldn't play with firecrackers, and be spoiled by those brutal twins.

"Well, the emperor really likes white. Just look at Professor Megatron and you can tell what the emperor's taste is. But, what does this have to do with the ambulance? Even if the ambulance is white, the emperor has never touched him?"

"Oh, it seems that you don't know about this."

"...??"

"The exchange condition for the ambulance to stay in the Autobot is that the Emperor will not attack him again."

"Again? Wait a minute, you mean—"

"When the emperor invited the ambulance to join him for the first time, he refused. No one has ever dared to refuse Optimus Prime, but that day twice in a row—the first Starscream who refused the emperor's invitation was lucky enough to be picked up by Megatron. Saved. The ambulance wasn't so lucky."

The perceptron has seen the video in the tape recorder's hand.The fact that the doctor was still alive in the end is enough to prove the emperor's preference for him.

"Hey, do you think he really doesn't remember, or is he pretending not to remember? If he does, then the ambulance has become the emperor's confidant, and the emperor didn't suspect it at all, don't you think it's weird?"

Drift stretched out his hand to cut off the communication. He always felt that if he didn't do it quickly, he would definitely fall into the mud.But it was too late, perhaps at the moment he contacted the sensor, he was destined to be unable to escape the whispers of the devil in his ear.

"You must know that there is only a thin line between the abuser and the abused. I think the emperor has discovered that the ambulance is indeed his good friend, and they are very similar in interests."

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