Chapter 84 bumblebee
The sun was setting, and the dim yellow light from the west cast a golden glow over the land.
A slightly frantic engine roar echoed in the desolate outskirts.
The wild speed kicked up a sky full of yellow sand.
[Skillfully rode the bumblebee once, gaining 1 experience point.]
[Driving Lv2: A novice driver fresh on the road; you need to be constantly vigilant when driving, lest you get rear-ended and shaken up. (Experience 9/200)]
Mo Fei lit a Romeo cigar, holding the steering wheel with one hand, looking relaxed and unrestrained.
In his rearview mirror, he could see three SUVs following closely behind him.
In the city, they had been somewhat covert, but once outside the city, they dropped their disguise and brazenly tailed Mo Fei, looking as if they were here to mess with him today.
"Boss, looking at him, it seems we were discovered long ago."
Some smart people had noticed something was off; Mo Fei was too reckless.
After leaving New York City, anyone who wasn't blind should have seen the three cars closely following behind.
Yet, the target, despite certainly having discovered them, showed no signs of panic. Instead, he maintained a leisurely pace, just fast enough for them to keep up, seemingly leading them deliberately to this place.
"So what if we were discovered long ago? There are twenty of us here!" The leader of the group sneered, "Whatever schemes he has, with our strength, can't we just roll over him?"
Twenty against one—anyone would see this as a battle with a foregone conclusion.
Especially since they were drug dealers who had seen gunfights, and Mo Fei was just a quack doctor running a black clinic in a corner of Chinatown.
So, even if they sensed something was amiss, it wouldn't scare them off.
At most, they'd think this kid was an idiot for not knowing to run when things went south, but instead leisurely driving around.
Under Braga's subordinates' gaze, Mo Fei drove the old Chevrolet into an abandoned factory.
"Leave five people outside to watch; the rest follow me in."
The leader picked five people, then led the others into the abandoned factory.
He pulled an FN57 from his lower back, skillfully disengaged the safety, and the fifteen men split into formation, quietly infiltrating the factory.
Mo Fei got out of the Chevrolet, took a deep drag from his cigar, threw the butt on the ground, and stomped it out.
Two streams of smoky blue vapor shot from his nostrils.
Mo Fei took a P226 from his Spatial Ring, removed the magazine, and reloaded it with an extended magazine.
"They want to kill me with just this many people? They're underestimating me too much!"
Just then, the Chevrolet Camaro next to Mo Fei made a mechanical sound.
"Click, click, click, click!"
Accompanied by the heavy sounds of mechanical operation and collision, cracks appeared on the Chevrolet Camaro's body, its exterior rapidly decomposed and unfolded, and the complex internal mechanical structures continuously shifted and changed. After a transformation too fast for the naked eye to follow, the old Chevrolet turned into a five-meter-tall, super-large robot—bumblebee!
Its lemon-yellow color and exposed intricate mechanical structures gave bumblebee a sci-fi aesthetic.
He stood before Mo Fei, a voice composed of different radio broadcast channels saying, "Hello... Earthling..."
The order bumblebee received from Optimus Prime was to protect the person holding the glasses, not specifically Sam.
So when Sam sold the glasses to Mo Fei, he naturally had to protect Mo Fei.
Seeing Mo Fei surrounded by about twenty people, bumblebee couldn't hold back.
Even though he knew Mo Fei wasn't a poor slob like Sam, he didn't believe Mo Fei could emerge unscathed from a group beating.
After all, blades and bullets have no eyes; what if he accidentally got hit by a stray bullet?
Especially... he didn't know where Mo Fei had put the glasses.
Mo Fei: Would I tell you I put them in my Spatial Ring?
The space within the Spatial Ring belonged to a subspace; only Mo Fei could control its entrance, and no one else could detect a thing.
Not startled into jumping, Mo Fei was very calm. He stroked his chin, circled bumblebee, observing him carefully. Hmm, very sci-fi aesthetic, but there was one regret... it wasn't a beautiful female robot... He remembered there was a robot in "Transformers 2" that could transform into a woman... and a very high-quality woman at that... And the Autobot faction also had three motorcycles that were female... It would be even better if bumblebee were female...
Feeling uneasy under Mo Fei's gaze, bumblebee vaguely sensed danger.
bumblebee: Damn, this guy is a devil, even wanting to... with robots...
Mo Fei: When I look for women, as long as they're female, I never care what race they are, only whether they're pretty or not! Do you think my title 'Little White Dragon of the Waves' came from nowhere? I, Mo Fei, am famously known for my literary ability to control lolis, my martial ability to pin down married women on a boat, and my ability to advance and bully... Bah! Just advance is enough!
Mo Fei chuckled, "I noticed your abnormality long ago. Who are you... er, what kind of machine? You're not, like in the movies, an intelligent life form that escaped from some lab, are you?"
"Cybertron... silicon-based life... glasses... give them to me... protect Earth..."
bumblebee made an OK gesture, then put his thumb and forefinger together to form a circle over his eye, mimicking glasses, and stared at Mo Fei.
"Oh, come on, do I look like an idiot to you?" Mo Fei pouted, "You can't even speak clearly and you want to save Earth? Your intelligent voice system isn't even perfected yet, is it?"
"Wah ah ah ah!"
bumblebee stomped his feet in frustration, wanting to explain in detail to Mo Fei, but the vocabulary was too complex; he couldn't find the right words all at once.
Just as Mo Fei said, he couldn't speak clearly.
He was so anxious that he grabbed his head with both hands, his mechanical antennae on his head flailing wildly, constantly hopping left and right in place.
"What's that sound?"
The people who broke into the factory heard bumblebee's hopping sounds, finding them unusual, and couldn't help but become vigilant.
"You cannot die... my love..." The appearance of these people just reminded bumblebee. He directly blocked Mo Fei's front, his right hand making a "clack clack" sound, transforming into a large-caliber energy cannon, aiming at Braga's subordinates who had entered.
Mo Fei: "..."
The voice was a man's, and the tone was tragic and deeply moving... definitely the male lead of some melodramatic drama.
And now these words were directed at Mo Fei... Although he knew bumblebee spoke this way because his vocal system was damaged, Mo Fei still couldn't help but get goosebumps all over.
If bumblebee kept speaking to him, Mo Fei, in this tone, then Mo Fei felt he might as well dismantle the car and sell it for parts.
Anyone who has seen "bumblebee" should know that bumblebee would never easily kill people, but when necessary, he was not incapable of killing.
In the last hotel incident, Mo Fei was almost blown to pieces by an RPG while under bumblebee's protection.
Didn't he, bumblebee, have any dignity?
After last time, he was already very angry and had seriously reflected on himself. And now you guys come again?
Do you really think I, bumblebee, am an honest person whom you can bully at will?
Amidst a low hum, the thick cannon barrel slowly rotated, and a powerful, destructive orange energy gathered.
"Boom!!!"
A shot blasted out, steel fragments exploded everywhere, tearing apart a steel wall and blowing Braga's subordinates into the air.
Having been among human society for a long time, bumblebee already knew that people like Braga, who sold "washing powder," were guilty of heinous crimes, separated from ordinary people. Killing them would have no repercussions whatsoever.