Chapter 495

In a remote place not far from the military base, a group of people suddenly emerged from the ground.

Anyang five fingers light grip into a fist, the hand holding the light ball will disappear.

What kind of fusion bomb is it, but it's actually just a variation of the art of lighting. A little change in the structure of the magic makes the scattered light particles gather together to form a ball, which is full of magic color.

Anyang looks back at the base of eyes, still on guard. He can't see what's going on inside from the outside.

Turn around and hide in the crowd.

……

Walking in the bustling streets of Meidi, he did not change his appearance by magic.

At that time, the United States did not make full use of the technology of Cybertron to develop science and technology, nor did it have time to establish a global and ubiquitous surveillance network for Decepticon members. No more than two years later, now, he does not need to worry about walking on the street and being detected by surveillance.

There is a sense of time in the rather old-fashioned street, and it is very delicate to walk in it.

Cars come and go, the flow of people is fast, but it is generally quiet. Only the whistling wind and the friction between the tires and the ground caused by the vehicles speeding on the road can not be heard. Although the buildings on both sides are high, they are also full of old color, which is not comparable to the strong modern architectural style of new cities such as New York or new cities in China, but has another style.

Compared with China, this is another culture.

To say the most, it is the transition between civilizations. At present, the average level of science and technology in the United States is no worse than that in China, and the degree of development is far higher than that in China. However, most of these buildings were built decades ago, full of mottle of time, with a sense of cross century, which is difficult to appreciate in China with too fast development.

Anyang has always believed that experience and walking, passing by and experience are all a kind of practice.

In the distance, the smell of fast food shops and sweet sweet sweet potatoes baked in the street. In the window, there are Barbie dolls, plush toys and cartoon models of some comic characters, which often attract many well-dressed children.

Anyang all the way forward, through the city, to the suburbs.

Because he needs to study the energy body and repair the damaged armor. Recently, there are still some problems in magic and magic. He decided not to go to Optimus Prime, but to find a place for a good rest for a while, and then start to promote the plot.

He didn't drive or walk too fast, but walked at a relatively slow speed.

This is the most part of the day.

When Anyang came to the suburbs, it was dusk.

There are few pedestrians on the road. Only 18-9-year-old young people are driving on the road. A whole car is full of people. Young men and women wave their hands and sing loudly in the wind, as if all their youth are flying up, making a little loud noise from time to time.

It's true that crooked nuts of this age can play better than Chinese people.

The road is very narrow. Anyang stands quietly on the side of the road, making way for the young men and women driving.

It can be seen that although they are well developed, boys are generally tall and big, with a lot of stubble, girls are concave and convex, showing a hot figure, but in fact, they are still a child, should not go to university, and their mentality is very young and wanton.

A car passed by him, bringing the cool wind of the night.

As he moved forward step by step, his mood gradually recovered and the smell of blood on his body quietly disappeared.

The dusk in American villages is very beautiful, with endless flat fields, exotic roadside cabins, winding roads that don't know where they are going. The sky is burning clouds. The setting sun hangs near the horizon, and the golden red light shines on the scattered oak growing land. Every color is just right.

Anyang stood quietly on the side of the road, looking at the distance where the light is fading, let a car roar from the open road.

But the car didn't arrive on time, but stopped ten meters behind him.

Anyang turns his head to see, his eyes are deep and calm.

This is a mountain cross-country vehicle without a roof. It's the favorite model of rebellious young men and girls. It's also full of girls, far more than the limit number of cross-country vehicles. These girls are all hot bodies, wearing short jeans and tight T-shirts, with flying smiles, talking and laughing freely.

The car stopped here because a girl got home.

the girl looks sweet and charming, looks delicate and touching, lips are painted with rose red lipstick, looks like water, if it is cold, people want to bite her. Her figure is also hot and thin, her legs are slender and symmetrical, and the well developed * * * * tall, the skin is full of healthy wheat color, and a little schoolbag is still on her back.

She got out of the car and walked out for two steps. Then she turned back and waved goodbye to her friends with a big smile.

"After these examinations, we will officially end our high school life. Then we must make our skin bronze and find a bar to drink! It's better to mute the mobile phone again. No one is allowed to disturb it! ""Yeah!"

The wanton display of youth is incisively and vividly.

Anyang looks at it lightly, waiting for the car to start again, so that he can continue to leave.

The girl who got out of the car picked up a letter in the roadside mailbox and walked along another path. The SUV started again, sending out a dull buzzing to drive a car of girls forward, but when passing by him, she slowed down and almost drove in parallel with him.

The girls in the car pushed me, and finally a girl with a more charming appearance opened her mouth.

"Hi, handsome. Are you Asian?"

In the face of these energetic girls who can't find a place to vent and take themselves for fun, Anyang is not angry, as if the person who killed dozens of fully armed special forces in one anger is not him, and he doesn't know where to go.

"Yes," he said lightly

There was a loud scream in the car.

A girl whistled at him and said, "handsome man, I like your Oriental eyes very much. There is a bar called free flame in the small town in front of you. Can you buy me a whiskey?"

"Susan, aren't brown eyes the most common color in the world?" the couple next to her immediately joked? The nerd next door is brown, too. Why haven't I heard that you like him? "

As soon as the girl's face turned red, she turned to fight with her: "it's not brown, it's black, it's black!"

Anyang looks at it lightly, but doesn't talk much.

Those eyes are very deep in the increasingly dim sky, but they reflect the residual red sunset sky light, with a light like water and a very young face, giving a contradictory but mysterious feeling.

The girl in the car fights for a while and realizes that there is still a stranger watching. She stops with a red face, pulls the tight T-shirt of spring light, and hits him again.

"Hey, handsome boy, how are you thinking? Would you like to invite me to have a drink, or I can invite you, with benefits!"

"It's my pleasure, but I'd like to ask, is there a place to live recently?"

"Do I know where I have a place to stay, whether it's a hotel or a rental room, and need us to give you a ride?"

"Is it convenient?"

"Of course."

"Thank you very much."

Anyang is very generous on the car, and they crowded together.

The road is still full of laughter and laughter. The off-road car is playing loud rock music. The girls on the car are singing together. They stop to talk and laugh with him from time to time, ask him some questions and have fun.

It was dark and finally reached the town ahead.

Anyang invited all of them to have a drink in the bar as promised before leaving.

In the room.

Anyang took out a lot of parts and necessary tools. Next to him was a man-made armour with perfect fit. There was no gap in his whole body. Standing quietly, he could not see that the armour was empty.

"Seventeen, draw up the design drawing of armor, analyze and establish the maintenance model."

"In model building, damage scanning and maintenance analysis, template building is expected to be completed in ten minutes."

Ten minutes later.

"The template was established successfully. The damage degree of armor was 23.47%. Some damaged parts were difficult to repair due to lack of nano equipment. Some damaged parts were unable to be replaced due to lack of original parts. Other damaged parts could be replaced. The template is as follows."

Anyang's retina projects a detailed perspective view of the three-dimensional armor. Various colors show the damaged parts. Meanwhile, the parts that can be replaced or can't be replaced are clearly displayed. Countless words are marked beside them.

Soon he set about repairing it.

Anyang did not use the chip for step-by-step guidance, but replaced it by itself.

He didn't stop until midnight.

It's done!

Although several parts of the armor are damaged, at least the basic functions can be used. The auxiliary thruster, environmental scanning equipment and infrared scanning equipment have been basically recovered, and will continue to be used.

Anyang breathed a sigh of relief and found that he was not sleepy, so he took out the energy body again.

He searched the room, took the DVD player in front of the TV, and took a picture of the energy body on it.

"Zi..."

A mysterious force surged out and just got into the DVD player.

He felt in a flash that the DVD player began to be filled with an energy, like the rune on the puppet, which changed it from a dead thing to a living thing, gave it programs and energy, and enabled it to have life.

With a few clicks, the DVD player suddenly deformed.

Anyang hurriedly recited the mantra and cast an internal defense spell around him.

In less than two seconds, the DVD player became a robot about half a meter high, with a few metal hairs on its head. The first moment of waking up was to raise its hand and turn it into a cannon port with a baby's arm thick, aiming at the front."Boom!"

The scarlet shell drags the flame forward, bumps into the defensive spell, and swings a circle of ripples.

The robot was stunned for a while, and soon recovered, aiming the muzzle at Anyang. It was a fanatical war fighter.

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