Grandpa Guang Weizheng[Comprehensive]

Starscream, to be precise, half Starscream and a bunch of parts, was finally successfully "rescued" with the help of the Autobots.The captured Starscream looked at the same miserable roadblocks around him, and cursed unbearably.If it wasn't for this bastard who sent out wrong information, how could Starscream be in this state!

hateful!Hateful!

"Calm down, Starscream." The barricade that had been squeezed and deformed until now hadn't recovered, picked its teeth with a wire that came from nowhere, spit out a little engine oil with a bah sound, and crooked into a comfortable posture: "Although we are against Optimus Prime, I have to say that they are still very righteous - the ambulance promised me to install a game console if I am safe."

Starscream was about to vomit blood.

Accompanied by the sound of falling parts, he stood up staggeringly, pointing at the roadblock with trembling broken fingers: "You, who are you?! You are no longer a noble and fearless Decepticon warrior! You are so rare now! Game console!"

"Come on, His Majesty Megatron is not here until now, and you are almost unable to pay your salary. Before I leave, I will charge some electricity every day. It is not as good as the food here. At least there are energy blocks to eat every day." Roadblock Yawning, the whole car was overwhelmed: "Anyway, you don't have a good plan, and your motherboard probably can't afford such a high-speed operation and calculation so that you can find a good way to escape."

"Who says I can't!" Starscream almost jumped up, and he yelled angrily: "I'll break out of prison right away and show you!"

【Beep——】

The roadblock calmly pressed the alarm button.

After three or four minutes, the ambulance walked in slowly with a wrench in hand, and seemed to be used to this kind of scene.He looked at the roadblock with a headache: "What's the matter? I told you to stop, I'm very busy now."

"Ambulance, I want to report!" The roadblock said with a righteous face, pointed his fingers firmly at the tip of Starscream's nose, and said loudly like a young pioneer answering a question: "This Decepticon wants to escape from prison! I suggest raising his alert level! Starscream has always been cunning, and is best at using flattering words to confuse others, you can cut off his voice device and loosen the screws on his limbs!"

The ambulance's expression drifted, and he couldn't help asking: "You seem to be a Decepticon too?"

"Of course, I'm the Decepticon of His Majesty Megatron, but you see, what else can I do if I'm trapped here? Why don't you plan how to install a game console early so that you won't be so boring." The roadblock lost again When he got up, Ge You slumped in the corner: "Then you see that I have made merit in reporting this time, can you install the game console in advance?"

ambulance:……

Half an hour later, the alert level was raised, and Starscream, whose limb screws were all loosened, could only watch helplessly as the barricade stood excitedly in front of the Cybertron arcade game machine, jumping up and down, sometimes cheering and sometimes frustrated.

He is not demanding, just want to say MMP.

But his voice device has been removed, and he can't even speak a simple sentence.

Starscream raised his neck with difficulty, looked up at the sky at a 45° angle, and felt a drop of condensed water slip out of his eyes.

Human beings are really cunning, this cooperation is completely regarded as a victim, and it is a big loss.He cursed secretly in his heart, and he could only curse secretly in his heart.

He sneered.

But don't even think about that meat worm.

As Starscream said, files are not easy.

After initially subduing Starscream, she set out to regain control of her abilities.It is not easy to keep this ability in a state of huge fluctuations. She feels that the peak value of her ability is constantly rising, and it is gradually beyond her control.

It was more serious than the time in Midtown Middle School. What she saw was not only the distortion of space, but also several cars that had been squeezed into strangely shaped scrap iron.

The riot had just subsided, and the uninjured citizens were approaching, looking at what happened here with five parts panic, three parts doubt and two parts curiosity.

She even saw the leading reporter of the Daily Planet, Miss Louise who won the Pulitzer Prize.

Files are no fools, she has figured it out.Some people want to intensify the conflict between mutants and ordinary people, but she has a special status, has a group of special friends, and is not engaged in a proper profession.They calculated that in the situation just now, she would definitely not refuse the feeling of being dominated by power, so she was honored to be selected as the fuse.

As long as her ability is out of control at this moment, only a small range of space distortion is needed, and everyone who is approaching will be torn to pieces.Immediately afterwards, verbal criticism will begin, and the balance that has been formed with great difficulty will be broken.

She closed her eyes and held her breath, trying to calm down her abilities quickly.Cold sweat gathered on his forehead and slipped down. At some point, the person who was originally standing upright like a pine and cypress knelt down on the ground, digging deeply into the ground with his fingers.

Jason...Red Hood went after Garrett.The opponent also had a space-type ability user, and the red hood grabbed Garrett's shoes before he was buried.

...Could it be that Yubia Danxi?

"Are you okay?" The kind greeting sounded like a devil's whisper to the file, and now that her hearing is declining, she can clearly hear the other party's question, which only shows that she is too close.She tried to yell loudly to keep the crowd away from her, but only received a more concerned sentence: "I'm sorry I didn't hear, what did you just say?"

Opening her eyes suddenly, the light made her pupils shrink suddenly: "...stunned me."

"Okay, I'm happy to help you." Then, she calmly picked up the file, "I'll send you to the hospital right away, please don't worry."

The floral skirt wraps her curvy figure, and even in the ruins of gravel, the eyes of the woman with high heels are still gentle and moving.At this time, there was a look of satisfaction and concern in those eyes, she declined the help of others, and helped the file to her car by herself.The car door was opened, and the file squinted her eyes to vaguely see that the fragrance box on the driver's seat was a little flower that could shake her head. She only felt a splitting headache, and now she almost didn't even have the strength to breathe.

"Bracelet..." She moved her eyes and looked at the bracelet on her hand.

Lena placed her on the back seat, and found a metal box from under the driver's seat with ease, opened it and took out the syringe.

"I met Lydia again." She held up the hand of the file, with a lazy and elegant smile on her face: "I have been thinking about when we will meet again, and to be honest, I miss you a bit."

"In order to prevent you from killing the two of us in a burst of high-frequency radiation, if you don't mind I have to take some measures, relax, it doesn't hurt at all." A slight pain, followed by a feeling of being pushed into the body A tube of ice.When the ice blue liquid in the syringe completely entered the body of the file, Reina's smile became more gentle: "Are you wondering why the things Stark gave you are useless?"

"The reason is very simple, you are so smart, you must have thought of it." The engine started, and they got farther and farther away from the broken Starscream.The consciousness of the file gradually became blurred, and she felt a little strange that her senses were indeed becoming dull, but Reina's voice was as clear as if it appeared in her brain.

"Because we also have weapons from Stark, to fight the gifted, in other words, mutants like you."

"But I'm afraid you can't hear my voice now." She looked at the squinting file lying motionless on the back seat, and chuckled: "Go to sleep, my dear, when you wake up, everything Anxiety will disappear."

Will all troubles disappear?

It sounds like a lie.

She felt as if she had fallen into quicksand, her consciousness was gradually engulfed by darkness, and even her breathing became cold and difficult.

Forget it, what does it matter?Anyway, my world is already a mess.

For the time being... just believe this clumsy lie.

The car was driving fast, and Lena watched a golden-red iron can in the sky flying towards the direction they came from like a shooting star, and after an instant of rendezvous, there was no trace.She comfortably turned on the car stereo, turned down the volume, and turned on the radio, which was playing the sensational [Master Worthington's Disappearance].

After frowning back and forth, she finally stopped at her favorite channel.

[In the long 46 billion years of life on the earth, in order to survive, organisms have evolved again and again]

[Marine creatures walk on land, fish grow limbs and lungs]

【And now, it's the turn of the mediocre to transform into a gifted person】

The voice on the radio was calm and gentle, like reciting slowly.

[When you find that you are different from others, my friend, please do not be afraid, it is not that you have become a monster, but that you have been called by God and become a glorious chosen one]

【God bestows on you a talent that makes you different from ordinary people and allows you to guide the world】

[The gifted have the right and the duty to rule and lead others]

"And if I don't have talent, I don't have to panic when the end comes." Countless times of listening have already made her remember this rhetoric, and she recited along with the anchor in a cheerful tone: "I will do my best to make the confused talent Those who are sent back to God."

When the car stopped, she looked at the file's restless sleeping face in the rearview mirror, with a kind smile on her face.She unbuckled her seat belt and turned to touch File's face.

"Don't worry." She said softly, "Everything that makes you sad will disappear soon."

"I hope you didn't disappoint people." A girl with twin ponytails walked out of the woods. It was clearly daytime, and she still stubbornly held a military flashlight in her hand.Looking at the impatient face of the other party, Reina tidied up the sleeve of the file.

"Good luck."

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