Chapter 90: Do you think I dare to kill you?

After 12 minutes, Lan Ze tidied up his clothes, looked at his watch, and walked into the courtyard of Sam's family with a smile.

"Leader, do we want it?" As the deputy, Jazz looked at Optimus Prime with a hesitant face and made a gesture of action, from the bottom of his heart, Jazz looked down on weak humans, they did not have great strength, they did not have a long lifespan, and the use of energy was wasted to the extreme.

"No, we have to trust Lan Ze." Optimus Prime shook his head, recalling the thrill he had just had, stopping Jazz's thoughts.

"But those glasses are about the tinder! And a human, I'm afraid ......" Jazz looked at Optimus Prime in confusion, feeling that the leader took this human too seriously? Isn't it just an agreement? If Lan Ze messes up, what should I do?

"No," Optimus Prime shook his head, looking at Lan Ze who was gracefully walking on the lawn, and a hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes, "Sir, do you know the biggest difference between ordinary Autobots and Supreme?" ”

"I don't know." Sir shook his head, the things involved here were too profound, and the question was a bit overstepping his authority to ask.

"In your eyes, Lan Ze is a human being, but in my eyes." A hint of jealousy and confusion flashed in Optimus Prime's eyes: "He's a monster, I can feel the energy in his body, that feeling of abundance, it's like another source of fire!" So, don't mess with this human! ”

"It can't be! He's just a simple human being, a carbohydrate living being! Jazz looked at Optimus Prime in astonishment: "How can he be compared to Tinder?" ”

"That's why, you're not the Supreme." Optimus Prime didn't explain anything to Jazz, because Optimus Prime knew he did, and Jazz wouldn't believe it because it was incredible.

Lan Ze didn't know how surprised these Autobots from Cybertron were by Optimus Prime's evaluation of himself, and with a hint of a smile, Lan Ze knocked on the door of Sam's family: "Hello sir, is this the Witwich family?" ”

"Yes, sir, I want to say, I don't need insurance, I don't need anything else, if you're a salesman, I can only say sorry to you." Sam's dad waved his hand with the smell of alcohol, signaling that Lan Ze could leave, and there were not many salesmen in the United States, and many of them were annoying.

"I'm sorry, I'm the FBI's agent inspector - Lan Ze." Although Old Sam didn't open the door, Lan Ze had a way to get Old Sam to open the door.

With a smile, Lan Ze handed Old Sam a black ID, which was his work permit in the FBI, an agent inspector-level agent, and the deterrent effect on an ordinary citizen like Old Sam was great: "This is my ID, please open the door, I need to search your house." ”

"No, Mr. Lanze, I wonder if there is some misunderstanding between us?" Looking at the documents in his hand, Old Sam's face changed, and the FBI came to the door? That's not a good thing!

"Don't worry, sir, it's just a very simple search," Lan Ze smiled and shrugged his shoulders jokingly, signaling Old Sam to relax: "Of course, you can also refuse, if you refuse, this matter will become complicated." "Lan Ze took back his documents, normal people, as long as they don't really violate the law and discipline, they will never be afraid of this kind of search, and of course they don't dare to refuse this kind of search, after all, the FBI can put a crime on your head at any time.

So Old Sam opened the door very cooperatively and entered Sam's house, Lan Ze raised his wrist and looked at his watch. I promised Optimus Prime to find him the glasses in fifteen minutes, and now two minutes have passed, but there is still plenty of time.

After entering Old Sam's house and glancing around, a faint smile came.

Sure enough, in the corner of the kitchen, Lan Ze saw a backpack.

"Mr. Lanze? What are you doing here? It was Sam who spoke, and when he heard the knock on the door, Sam felt something bad and quickly ran down from the stairs, in Sam's subconscious, a human who could talk and laugh with aliens made Sam more frightened than an alien, so after hearing the knock on the door, Sam quickly ran down.

"Sam! Do you know this FBI inspector, Mr. Lanzer? Old Sam looked at Sam in surprise, his son didn't seem to have anything to do with the FBI in his memory, but why did his son know this FBI inspector? And it seems like it's scared?

“FBI？” Sam looked at Lan Ze in surprise, and suddenly remembered that the Autobot called the ambulance before was called Inspector Lan Ze and the doctor.

Like Sam, Lan Ze sighed: "Mr. Sam, I'm sorry it seems that you are not suitable to join the FBI. ”

"What?" Sam was stunned for a moment, and then immediately knew that Lan Ze didn't want his parents to know about aliens, so he quickly pretended to look at Lan Ze with a depressed face: "I'm sorry, Mr. Inspector, but I'll try." ”

walked into the kitchen, took out a pair of glasses in his purse, his pupils shrank, the lenses expanded rapidly in Lan Ze's sight, and the strange texture in the glasses appeared in front of Lan Ze's eyes, blowing the fine dust on the glasses, Lan Ze looked at Sam's family with a smile: "The search is over, the test is over, I took this glasses away, the specific reason is confidential, Sam can't tell you, this involves the screening of FBI members, so I can't tell you that your son is very good, but I hope he can be even better." ”

After tidying up his clothes, Lan Ze pushed open the door, and a tall white man appeared in front of Lan Ze's eyes, Lan Ze froze: "Who are you?" Then he shook his head: "Forget it, you can go in, I'm leaving." ”

"I'm sorry, everything here, no one can go, no one can take anything, you can't take it!" The white man waved his hand, and a large group of black-clothed people in suits behind him rushed into the room very arrogantly, holding some strange equipment in their hands and scanning around.

"Who are you?" Old Sam looked at the man in front of him strangely.

"Simon, a member of the Seventh Bureau of Special Events in America, everything here has now been expropriated by the state, and when we leave, the government will compensate you." Simon moved his fingers, looked around, and looked at his subordinates with great satisfaction: "Don't let go of anything, everything is removed, and samples must be taken for everything!" Of course, this FBI gentleman, can you give me the glasses in your hand? I've heard that just now. ”

"Wait, sir, I don't know when there was a seventh game in the country!" Old Sam looked angrily at the men in black who were crazy about wreaking havoc in his own home, the seventh game? What's that? All of this today has short-circuited Old Sam's brain, first the FBI is now coming to a seventh inning, Old Sam now feels like his brain is going to explode, but compared to the FBI he is familiar with, this seventh inning seems to be more annoying: "Damn, get out of my house!" What is the seventh inning? Leave me, I'm going to call the police! ”

"Yes, you can do whatever you want." Simon looked at Old Sam indifferently, and his tone was full of disdain for the police, many people didn't know about the seventh game. The seventh bureau is very important, although it is not obvious, but it has great power, it involves the development of the United States, and this matter is related to the security of the country, and he has great power, and he can even kill the rebels, the police? Even if the army came, Simon was not afraid.

Glancing at Lan Ze, Simon took a machine from his assistant and looked at the glasses in Lan Ze's hand: "Radiation level fourteen? Mr. Lan Ze from the FBI, you need to give me the glasses in your hand! ”

"Sorry, no." Lan Ze looked at Simon regretfully, and waved his hand helplessly: "I promised a friend of mine, I need to give this glasses to the other party." ”

"Then this friend of yours shouldn't be a member of the FBI, right?" Simon looked at Lan Ze with a smile, according to the information he had gotten, the FBI had not intervened in this matter, and even the National Defense Agency had not intervened in this matter, but this Lan Ze actually appeared here to get a pair of glasses with a radiation of 14, which was obviously a bit abnormal.

"That's right," Lan Ze shrugged very calmly, "Actually, he's an alien from Cybertron. ”

"Haha," Simon laughed, Lan Ze didn't know why he laughed, in short, Simon laughed crazy, tears came out of his eyes, wiped a handful of tears from the corners of his eyes, Simon calmed his mood: "Man, your joke is very interesting, very thoughtful, do you want to come to the seventh game?" ”

"I'm sorry, the FBI is quite comfortable now," glanced at the time on his wrist, time was running out, only five minutes, Lan Ze looked at Simon helplessly: "I'm leaving, otherwise those friends of mine will be in a hurry." ”

"Yes, but you have to leave your glasses behind." Simon wiped his tears and looked at Lan Ze seriously.

"I'm sorry, I can't." Lan Ze looked at Simon helplessly.

"Then you'll have to stay." Simon pouted helplessly, looking helpless.

"No, in fact, there is another way," with a smile, Lan Ze looked at Simon seriously: "That is to kill you." So that I can leave. ”

Simon's skin inexplicably got goosebumps, and Lan Ze's words made Simon's heart chill, and he laughed dryly: "Man, are you joking?" ”

"You can guess," it was still that kind smile, but the kind eyes made Simon feel cold, obviously looking down at his watch, looking harmless to humans and animals, but Simon just felt dangerous, and this feeling was as creepy as his first experiment with energy modification creatures: "You can guess, guess if I dare to kill you?" ”

Walking up to Simon, he kindly tidied up Simon's suit: "I should leave, goodbye, I hope that the next time we meet, this will be the beginning of our friendship." ”

Looking at the figure of Lan Ze leaving, Simon hesitated, Simon has a special talent or a very keen subconscious, this subconscious has helped Simon get through a lot of problems, at this moment, when Lan Ze asked himself if he dared to kill his own people.

Simon's subconscious did not doubt whether Lan Ze had the ability to kill everyone who was fully armed, but told Simon in fear that the man in front of him was a very dangerous creature to stay away from Lan Ze!

In fact, Simon's subconscious saved Simon's life, if Simon really wanted to intercept Lan Ze just now, in order to prevent Brother Zhuzi, who had just come to Earth and didn't know the Earth, the Autobots from doing anything wrong and causing a bad impact on the masses, Lan Ze would really kill these people.

"Hey, Mr. Lan Ze, what about our family?" The miserable green boy watched Lan Ze leave in a dashing manner, and his heart was anxious, Lan Ze left, but these black-clothed men in the seventh game at home had not left yet, which made Sam very distressed.

"Don't worry, the government will compensate you," looking at Sam with a smile, Lan Ze waved his hand with an intriguing smile: "And, we will meet again." ”

"See you again?" Sam frowned, "Mr. Lanze, what do you mean?" To be clear, I don't understand!! ”

Lan Ze didn't look back, but waved his hand, leaving a dashing back: "You'll understand......"