Chapter 229

Sam, who had been stimulated all day, was taken away by the bumblebee. When he left, his mouth was filled with Fisher's Secret cookies. The child was frightened all day. He didn't eat much and didn't have a good rest. Therefore, after getting on the bus, he soon fell asleep.

Shortly after the Autobots left, a team of Chevrolet SUVs ran over the road and appeared in the street, surrounded Burns's unique courtyard, and then a team of tall men in black jumped out of the car.

"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 men.

“sir，yes，sir！”

Dozens of agents stepped on the carefully cared lawn like wild boars. Some swept around with radiation instruments, while others dug holes in the yard with shovels.

"Dangdang!" The curly haired man knocked on the heavy wooden door kicked by Fisher, and then he heard a very crisp click inside.

"Creak!" Burns, holding a shotgun, put the muzzle of the gun in the man's face and walked out of the door.

"Calm down, calm down first! You know, there are 30 of us! " The parting man slowly raised his hands, and then the agent he brought immediately raised his gun and confronted each other.

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

"Wait a minute, I'll introduce myself first!" The split man scolded secretly in his heart, and then took off his sunglasses. "I'm agent Ricky Simmons of the seventh district. I'm just here for investigation!"

"Really, agent Simmons, I think you know that American law says it's no problem to break into other people's territory and be killed!"

"Then I think I can find the police to investigate your illegal fire!"

"Why, as an intelligence worker, I put a few rockets to defend myself. Is there a problem?" Burns continued to hold the muzzle of the gun against each other and vigorously poked agent Simmons in the chin.

"Then what, let's put the gun away first!" Agent Simmons, seeing that his task would be delayed, waved his hand and motioned his men to put down the gun.

After the situation eased, agent Simmons showed his intention and was confused. He didn't hide his trace when the president's plane was damaged. Naturally, the hackers of the Ministry of defense knew what the aliens were looking for. The organization responsible for dealing with transformers (they called abiotic alien life) in zone 7 immediately divided into two ways and killed Sam's house all the way, The other way is to find Fisher, who has become a buyer.

"Two, now the country needs you!" Simmons said with awe inspiring righteousness. His hands flew up and down. His tone was excited and his action was fierce. It seemed that if he didn't help, he was a traitor“ Our country is under attack. We need you to go back and help us defeat those evil aliens! "

"If we refuse, will you do it?" Fisher teased.

"No, no, America is a democratic country. We will ensure the will of citizens, especially if you are still a public official. Naturally, we will not reluctantly!" Looking at the rocket launcher standing at the door, Simmons said against his heart.

"Are you leaving?" Fisher looked at burns.

"Let's go!" Burns sighed. He had served the country for decades, but now he was disgusted by another group of people. He was angry, but at the thought of the roadblock dragged away before, he could only bear his discomfort and nodded his agreement.

While the agents along the way were not going well, the other agents were also unlucky. When they went to find Sam, they encountered the same confusion, which was only tens of centimeters high. Although it seemed that the combat effectiveness was very weak, it was the confusion of four energy guns compared with other transformers, which directly fought with the agents who found their whereabouts at Sam's house, The house carefully designed by Sam's father turned into a pool of ruins in more than ten minutes. If the Bumblebee hadn't rushed to the rescue site, I'm afraid Sam's parents of those agents would suffer. After seeing the force of the Bumblebee, the agents in the seventh district were also polite. In the name of protection, they dragged the SAM family, including the Chihuahua, into the car to the seventh district, including the bumblebee.

But these agents also did a stupid thing. They didn't check whether the confusion that was shot in two by the Bumblebee was dead or not, so they packed the confused body and took it away.

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Before coming, Simmons did investigate their identities, but Burns's information was false because of his work, but Fisher's information Simmons dared to swear it was true with his mother's dentures, but the other side didn't behave like any soldiers retired due to injuries.

"Agent Simmons, how long have you been in this business?" Fisher, sitting in the back row, put his feet on the back of the front row impolitely.

"For more than ten years!" Simmons replied angrily.

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

"Poof... Poof..." the driving agent almost laughed.

"No, I'm just an ordinary member now. It's my pursuit to defend our America. I won't covet fame and wealth!" Simmons glared at the driver angrily and replied.

"Then you should have dealt with many aliens!"

"Then you should kill many alien spies who undermine the stability of capitalist society!"

"Then you..."

Fisher's words stabbed Simmons into his heart like a sharp knife, making him cry and bleed in his heart. An old bachelor has dedicated his youth to the country, and the salary is still so low. Do you understand Simmons's pain?

Fisher didn't feel happy yet. He continued to mend the knife and hummed a running song. When the poor children went to the battlefield, the rich children immediately broke the defense of the agents in the car with lyrics such as Fuxiang. Everyone burst into tears at once, but the man's final dignity didn't make them cry.

"Agent Simmons, if your work doesn't go well, let's sell salt water salmon together. I'll pay you to be a clerk, and we can pick up your mother and live together!"

"I..." Simmons really didn't want to leave Fisher who talked more and more vigorously behind. Finally, he simply plugged himself in and was ready to clean up Fisher when he was in area 7 of Hoover Dam.