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Spider looked at the convoy with scrutiny, from Pontiac sedans, to Chevrolet sports cars, Hummer rescue vehicles, to GM off-road vehicles, and finally to dog-nosed trucks.

"Are you playing a small car show?" Spider smiled seductively and walked to the door of the black off-road vehicle, stretched out his index finger and stroked lightly on the black window of the driver's seat, "Come on, come down and play with me Well, honey..."

The spider was caught in the face by the sudden opening of the car door, and she glared angrily at the rapidly closing door, as if trying to poke a hole out of it.

"Oh, okay." Spider walked up to his subordinates, took the handkerchief they handed over and covered his bleeding nose, "I can think that you are deliberately provoking me—— Spider? Get out of the car! If you don't want my If my subordinate smashes your car windows and foreheads, get out of the car right now!!"

"Hey, hey, ma'am, calm down!" Sam and Mikaela quickly got out of the car and gestured calmly at the spider, "I, uh, we just accidentally got separated from that, my sister, I came here to pick her up. We have no malicious intentions, you know, no malicious intentions!"

The spider took a breath of the cigarette, and the expression on his face returned to calm.She said in a lazy tone: "Oh? Two minors, accidentally lost their sister here? You don't look like brothers and sisters, are you a couple? Children are really open now, come here to find young girls Playing 3P? Oh wait, judging by your posture, it seems more than 3P, right? Have a party?"

The black off-road vehicle made a low engine sound, as if warning the other party.

The spider frowned unhappily, looked at the iron skin and said, "You want to threaten me? You want to kill me? Come on, let's see if it's my subordinates or you!"

Only then did Sam notice that a group of rascals were already standing behind the spider, looking at them with grinning grinning.

"Uh, calm down, ma'am? That's, that's my cousin. He has always had a bad temper, please forgive me." Mikaela walked slowly in front of An Ning, blocking her behind her, "Then, we Now take my sister and leave without disturbing you."

While Sam and Mikaela were having tense negotiations with the spider, An Ning, who was lying on Jazz's car window, had never stopped talking with Jazz.

"Hey, Sir, that blue and red car is Optimus Prime, right?" An Ning asked, pointing at the simulated Optimus Prime.

Jazz answered An Ning's question in a very gentle voice: "No, that one is Op, and the green one is Rhett."

"Hey~ So Opus is Optimus Prime." An Ning nodded with a smile, then looked up at Mikayla who suddenly stood in front of her and asked, "Mikayla, what's wrong?"

Mikaela turned her head when her name was called, but because she couldn't understand Chinese, she immediately turned back and had a tense negotiation with the spider.

Jazz, who understood An Ning's words, said in surprise, "How do you know..."

"That boy's Sam, Sam. Wittwicky. And the yellow car is a BUMBLEBEE, isn't it, Sir? Woo!"

"You... why are you... able to call out their names..."

"Why?" An Ning tilted her head in doubt, and then said, "Because their names are easy to pronounce."

...What the hell is this.Jazz felt he had no idea how human children thought, or how they expressed themselves.

"Do you think it's enough to just apologize?" The spider threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it hard with the metal tip, as if it was this group of ignorant brats, "That mentally retarded child is already my If you want to take it away, okay, just buy it with money.”

"Don't be too..."

An Ning walked around Mikaela calmly, exposed to everyone, and then walked straight to Optimus Prime.

Mikaela quickly grabbed the opponent's arm and said in panic, "Hey, don't come out, it's dangerous..."

Mikaela's subsequent words were blocked by An Ning's eyes looking at her.

This look is definitely not what a child of this age would have.

It's like an adult looking at a child who is not sensible and making a lot of noise with reproachful eyes.

Mikaela, who was stared at by this kind of gaze, couldn't help but let go, allowing her to stagger to the front of the blue-red truck, looking at the Autobot logo on the hood.

After a long time, Ning finally spoke—in fluent English: "I know you want to abandon me—although you have come back because you didn't choose a good location, you will definitely leave me on the street again. I know What you think, you hope that 'An' can live as an ordinary person, so as not to be attacked with you."

"But unfortunately, this is not possible." Ning's tone suddenly became hasty, as if being forced by something, although he tried to speak in a calm tone, but the anxiety revealed in the sentence can be heard by anyone, "[That person] is not allowed. [That person] is watching, watching us. We have to put on a farce for him, understand? Farce! I have to add it, or there will be punishment. See, I Injuries on your body? This is punishment! Do you think the Jazz chose this place by accident? No! [That person] planted this idea in your subconscious—have you seen "Inception"? No? What do you want me to say about you!

"It's too late, listen up, OptimusPrime! I know your future, you're going to go find glasses and smash other people's gardens and fight Decepticons! I can't tell you more useful information, because 'Ning' Even appearing is not allowed, but 'An' can! 'An' can tell more useful information, but the more critical information will be forcibly stopped by [that person]! Because it will make this farce become Boring! Can’t understand?! There’s no time! If you stay any longer, you’ll be...too late!! In a word, it’s just one sentence, "

Ning took a deep breath and shouted loudly at Optimus Prime: "Please, don't throw me away!!"

"boom!"

The bullet grazed An Ning's inner calf and flew past. Fortunately, Optimus Prime's chassis was relatively high, so there was no such thing as exploding the oil pipeline.

"It hurts!" An Ning, who was scratched by the bullet, exclaimed. In Chinese, it was obvious that she was "An".

Ann turned around and looked at the spider holding the revolver that was still emitting white smoke, and flinched in obvious fear.

"Didn't you speak English fluently just now? Why don't you speak it now?" The ignored spider was very angry, and the rogue subordinates standing behind her also started to discuss which car to knock down first. In the end, everyone unanimously decided to knock down Jazz's most expensive Pontiac sedan first.

"Whoa, gun? Shot? Hey lady calm down..."

"Shut your mouth!" Spider pointed the gun at Sam who was trying to make him put down the gun, squinted his eyes threateningly, and immediately pointed the gun at Ann again, emphasizing himself in a very slow tone. Every word, "Now, come here. Disobedient brat. If you don't want you and the owner of the car behind you to blow your head."

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This was originally posted tomorrow...Jinjiang, why don't you smoke...