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"What's that sound?"

"It's nothing. Maybe some stray cat knocked over the trash can."

Although Sam's behavior was a bit abnormal, no matter how Sam's father used his brain, he could not think that his son actually brought six aliens home.

When the original Decepticon was in the Iron Research Group, Bumblebee and Optimus Prime were approaching Sam. Since Decepticon could become Mikaela's, it was hard to guarantee that he would also become an electronic item on Sam.

Seeing two huge robots trampling their own lawns as if they were passing by on the road, Sam felt that his mother would definitely kill him after seeing them tomorrow!

"What are you here for?!"

After finally persuading his father back to the room, Sam whispered to the two Cybertrons. Seeing that Sam dared to beat the Cybertrons who could easily crush him, Wang Dali couldn't help but admire his courage.

Although it was quite interesting to see the high school student panickingly, as a "government staff member", Wang Dali still spoke out to stop the restless Autobot.

"Be patient, everyone, glasses are here, they can't escape."

"Yes, I'll get it right now!"

After Wang Dali, Sam also hurriedly said. Optimus Prime reached out and asked Sam to stand on it, and sent him through the window into his room on the second floor.

But the more anxious you are, the busier you are, the more you are, the more wrong you are. Under the pressure of the Autobot, Sam rummaged through the cabinets, but he never found where the glasses he had taken out a few days ago.

So, Optimus Prime also sent Mikaela into his room and helped him find it together.

"Okay, I'll say again. Please change your car form and wait patiently. The room is so big, Sam will find his glasses soon. But if a large number of ordinary people see you, I think we can't maintain this friendly communication state."

"...Sorry, the source of fire is of great importance, it's because we are too anxious."

The source of fire is related to the revival of the planet Cybertron, and even Optimus Prime, as the leader, lost his normal mind for a while. After being reminded by Wang Dali, he calmed down a little and asked the people of the car to do what he wanted.

Soon, five Autobots parked quietly in the dark alley next to Sam's house, while Sam continued to toss and turns looking for glasses. At this time, the real American official finally arrived.

"You are Rons Witch, your son is Archibald Witch's great-grandson? I am a government worker, from District 7."

A white man, who looked around fifty, took out a silver badge and swayed in front of Sam's father.

"I don't know any Seventh District, and my last name is Witvic, sir."

However, the staff of the Seventh District, who had a large group of people, did not stop because of Sam's father's words. He walked around Rons and walked into the room, surrounding him for observation.

"A car theft case reported by your son a few days ago attracted the attention of relevant government departments and even affected national security."

"National Security?"

Sam's father obviously did not think that his son, who had not graduated from high school, would do anything that would endanger national security. Moreover, the government worker who claimed to be from the Seventh District was taking his subordinates to scan his house with strange instruments.

What's even more excessive is that every time the instrument makes a sound, they will move away the scanned object. Judging from this situation, Rons felt that his house might not be able to keep a brick tonight.

"What are you doing?! You are breaking into a private house. According to the law, I have the right to kill you!"

Take out a white oak baseball bat from behind the door, and Rons said fiercely to a group of black suits in his room. But the next moment, several guns were pointed at him in one go, which scared him so much that he quickly raised his double.

"I'm just kidding..."

"I'm just kidding, too."

He nodded to the lower ones, and the leading white man signaled them to put away their weapons.

While the people in the seventh district were acting, Wang Dali also saw them.

"It looks like Sam is in trouble."

Open Optimus Prime's car door and Wang Dali jumped from above.

“Need help?”

Optimus Prime's voice came from behind him. Upon hearing this, Wang Dali waved and walked towards Sam's house without looking back.

"You stay here and don't move, wait for my signal. Although it belongs to different departments, I happen to know this guy."

...

"Isotope reaction fourteen Rad, had direct contact! Arrest him and take him away!"

Seymour Simmons, the leader of the operation in District 7, stared at the violent reaction of the instrument and widened his eyes.

With his order, several men wearing black suits, black leather shoes and black sunglasses stepped forward and caught Sam's family, Mikayla, and even Sam's Chihuahua pet dogs and escorted them into the car.

"Did you see this badge? This means I can easily send you to prison!"

Holding the silver badge representing the seventh district, Simon threatened Sam and Mikaela in the back. Although this was useless, it was very effective.

Just looking at Sam's face, you can tell that he was obviously scared by the other party's words.

"Listen to the child, you are still young, I guess you don't want to see yourself staying in prison for the rest of your life! So, tell everything you know!"

"Don't listen to him, Sam, he's just a small government clerk."

Mikaela shook her head next to her and interrupted Seymour's next words. After her sweetheart said this, the expression on Sam's face instantly changed.

Damn it!

Seymour cursed in her heart, turned back unhappily and said to Mikala.

"Shut up, yellow-haired girl, don't forget that your father is still in prison!"

"Prison? What's going on?"

Sam was a little surprised when he heard Seymour suddenly mention Mikaela's father. Moreover, why was her father in prison?

Just as Seymour and Mikaela, who could not hide her panic on her face, were about to speak, a distorted voice suddenly rang out of the car window.

"Semo, please park your car?"

Looking at Wang Dali, who was gently tapping the window outside the car, Seymour suddenly turned around calmly and asked the driver beside him.

“What is our speed now?”

"Sir, it's one hundred and ten kilometers per hour!"

This old man who held the steering wheel tightly and could hardly control his urge to step on the accelerator felt that as long as he didn't die this time, he could blow for a month when he went back!

"Damn!"
Chapter completed!