Movie World I am King

Movie World I'm King Chapter 1125

"Optimus Prime?? Destroy them!!"

With Starscream's order, all the Decepticons rushed towards Optimus Prime...

"Be careful, it's a Decepticon!!" Optimus Prime was unwilling to show weakness and fought back.

But Zhou Ye simply jumped out of Optimus Prime's car, and then stood on his SUV, watching the robot sumo contest.

"My dear, don't you help them?" Camilla opened the car door and asked curiously.

"Don't worry, the Autobots have the upper hand now, we don't need to help temporarily!!" Zhou Ye said leisurely.

It looks like this now. The Decepticons have only four people, while the Autobots have five people... This is simply a abuse.

Zhou Ye travels well here, but-at the gate of his manor, someone is already going crazy.

Let's postpone the time to one hour and thirty-five minutes before the end of the Doom I Mech.

"Are you sure that your glasses have been sold to this Chinese boy named Ye Zhou?" Agent Simmons of District 7 shouted at Sam angrily: "Damn, you better not lie to me , Or I will let you squat to death in jail!!!"

"I really didn't lie to you..." Sam was already crying, who knew that selling a broken eyeglass could sell something??

This guy who claimed to be an agent of District 7 came to his home and started searching around his home with a radiation detector, and then asked him where the glasses that had been removed were gone...

Moreover, I took my parents and even my own pet dog into the car... God, is there any mistake??Did selling glasses violate the Constitution??

No matter what Sam thinks, but-Simmons already feels like he is going crazy.

It's just looking for glasses, and now they have been sold...Is this a trip for nothing??

At this moment, the agent next to him handed him the small computer in his hand."We have found the residence of this Chinese named Ye Zhou. There is only one property under his name, in Beverly Hills!!!"

[The house in the town belongs to Mikala.

"Beverly Hills?? Is it a rich man??" Simmons ridiculedly said, "Go, let's go to Beverly Hills!"

"Yes, head!" XN

Following Simmons' order, the convoy drove towards Beverly Hills...

"I really don't know why this rich man went to this small place to go to school!!" Simmons said depressedly: "A guy like him, shouldn't he go to those private aristocratic schools??"

"That...I guess it might be for his girlfriend!!" Sam didn't know what kind of mentality he actually said.

"His girlfriend?? Who is it??" Simmons asked rhetorically.

"A girl named Mikala Bans, by the way, he has two girlfriends, one is Carly Spencer, and the other is Maggie Madsen." After these words, Sam added In one sentence: "They are all from our school..."

"Damn..." Simmons was depressed. He was in a hurry and didn't carry all the resident information. Now when the internet is not available, he can only rely on asking, "Boy, you know those girls live Where is it??"

"I know, they usually live in Mikala's house... I know how to get there!!" Sam instantly incarnates into a leading party, "I'll show you the way!!"

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With Sam's guidance, the convoy in District 7 dropped a head on the road and drove towards Mikala's home...

However, when they arrived at Mikala's house, they found that there was no one inside...

If they follow the previous operation, they will search this place, even if they can't find Zhou Ye and others, they will find some traces of their contact with aliens here.

But-time is urgent, they have to rush to Los Angeles-so they can only give up searching here for the time being, after all-finding talent is the most important thing.

The convoy immediately turned around and drove towards Beverly Hills in Los Angeles again...

On the way, the convoy directly sounded the alarm and drove towards Beverly Hills like crazy.

Finally-half an hour after the end of the I-type left, they rushed to the door of Zhou Ye's manor.

"Damn rich man!!" Simmons looked at the huge manor in front of him, then got out of the car and tidyed his instrument by the way.

In the United States, you can choose to ignore the rich, or even ignore the rich.

But-don't offend them.

Otherwise, just wait to pay the lawyer's fee, they will play you to death under the legal framework...

That's right, the law is for the rich. Don't play if you don't accept it.

Even as an agent of the seventh district of the government secret unit, Simmons is not willing to offend these rich people.

Is the agent very hungry??

When the agent is on duty, the government protects him, but--the agent will also retire.After you retire...Isn't it just for others to fiddle with??

After tidying up his appearance and confirming that there was no rudeness on his body, Simmons stepped forward to the gate of the manor and rang the doorbell.

After a while-an automatic voice response system rang.

[Sorry, the host is not at home at the moment, if you are in a hurry, please call his private number to get in touch with him.

After saying this, the answering system was closed...

"Damn, what the hell is this special??" All the lines that Simmons prepared were useless, and he angrily kicked the iron gate...

However, in an instant, countless laser sights aimed at his whole body.

[Guests, please note that you are trying to invade private territory, please exit the private territory within three seconds, otherwise we will take the necessary defensive measures-Umbrella products, must be fine.

"Fuck!!!" Simmons almost didn't vomit blood, what the hell is this??Automatic defense system??Why did you bring yourself to advertise??

However, regenerating energy, he also wants to withdraw from the red line marked with private territory... Otherwise, he was really beaten to death, and there is no place to reason.

"Damn—damn—damn!!!" Simmons, who was almost vomiting blood, sat back in his car, cursing nonstop.

"Head, you are so lucky!!" Sitting in the back seat, one of the agents who looked after Sam said, "That's the fully intelligent defense butler from the Umbrella Group. It is said that it is now selling in the rich circle... "

"Intelligent defense steward?? What the hell is that??" Simmons asked rhetorically.

"I heard that it is a security system that combines a weapon system with an automatic portrait recognition system and an all-terrain scanning device!!" Speaking of these things, the agent is very excited, obviously he usually likes these things."It is said that when a system is installed, the installation cost per acre is as high as more than 10 million US dollars, and it also requires a maintenance cost of 1 million US dollars per acre every year! This system can automatically recognize, automatically scan and even automatically alarm... the coolest The thing is, it can also change the defense level according to the original owner's intention!"

"Who would install such a useless trash thing...?" Simmons couldn't get in, so he just sat in the car with his men and chatted, waiting for the guy named Ye Zhou to come back. Up."One million dollars a year is enough for the rich to hire a bunch of bodyguards!"

"People are selfish, but machines don't..." Hearing Simmons' words, the agent said with a mysterious face: "It is said that a Mexican drug lord bought a set of Umbrella from the black market. The defense system is installed in their own nest...The Mexican special police have been attacking for 24 hours, but they have not been able to take down their nest. Three armed helicopters have been lost!! Do you think it is useful?"

"..." Simmons was instantly dumbfounded when he heard this... Fuck, all three gunships were destroyed?"Does that system still carry heavy weapons?"

"No, it is said that the system can change the ammunition device as needed. It seems that the drug lord replaced the anti-aircraft aluminum foil bombs with stinger missiles and asked someone to change the relationship between the system settings!!" The agent said here, getting more excited. Up."As soon as this happened, almost all the wealthy people waved their bills and bought this fully intelligent defense butler system... and the order has been queued for the next year!!"