"Hello, is it Mr. 217?" Xu Nuo took a hot dog bought from a roadside stall and a drink to the public telephone booth and dialed according to the phone number left on B.

"Well, who are you?" Sam Witvic, who was still scratching his head for his two thousand dollars and three, asked in confusion.

"It's like that." Xu Nuo cleared his throat. "I am an archaeological enthusiast and am interested in your great-great-grandfather, Mr. Archibaldevichti, the Arctic expedition."

"It's Witvic." Sam raised his voice.

"Sorry." Xu Nuo lowered his head and sucked the drink in the straw. "Mr. Witvic, I saw the items you sold on B. I'm very interested. Can we have a chat in person?"

"Okay." Sam's voice was obviously a little excited. "You can come to 251 Pine Street, I'll wait for you here."

"See you later." Xu Nuo hung up the phone.

Xu Nuo, who walked out of the phone booth, quickly solved the hot dog and drink in his hand, and found more than 200 US dollars in banknotes from his pocket and looked entangled.

It really makes him feel very depressed to think that he, a dignified billionaire, had to scratch his head for a few hundred dollars at this time.

He looked at the crowded bank across the street, and Xu Nuo, who was struggling in his heart, finally shook his head vigorously. He came to the taxi waiting area and took a taxi to "Go to No. 251 Songshu Street."

Xu Nuo knew that the glasses were not actually very useful. Because he knew very well that the fire source and Megatron were both below the Hoover Dam, and he also knew that there was a super spacecraft on the moon. And the Egyptian pyramids also had super black technology that could absorb energy from the sun. Unfortunately, even if you know these things, it would be useless.

First of all, he can't go to the moon. Not to mention that Iron Man's armor has no energy now, even if it has it, it can't fly over. Secondly, even if he really goes to Egypt, he can't get that super black technology. It's not something that a person can master, but it will waste time.

After all, there is only one source of fire. Once it is destroyed by the Transformers, or it falls directly into Megatron's hands to create a super army, then he will not think about going home again.

The mission world is just based on the story of the movie, and it does not mean that it can be guaranteed to develop completely according to the plot of the movie. After all, the promise to come here through the crystal wall of time has already broken the original balance. No one knows what the future will be like.

Therefore, Xunuo can only focus his attention on the Hoover Dam.

Of course, as the super secret of the US government, it is no exaggeration to say that the defenses under the Hoover Dam are stronger than the White House. Promise would not think that he could rush into the Hoover Dam alone under the strict protection of many guards and the Seventh District to approach the source of fire.

No matter how strong his body is, he cannot defeat an army.

In this case, the only chance of getting into the Hoover Dam is to go with the Transformers. With the help and cover of these powerful aliens, the only chance of getting close to the source of fire is to be there. He has no choice but to do so.

Time is tight, and you can't attack forcefully, and you can't sneak in. What else can you do in this situation? You can only temporarily surrender to aliens.

As for why we found that pair of glasses, the only reason was to lead the bumblebee and make a relationship with the Transformers.

After all, Xu Nuo knew that for those Transformers, all he needed and protected was the pair of glasses with coordinates. Whoever owned them would be who.

After arriving at Pine Tree Street, Xu Nuo looked at the taxi that was leaving with a tangled face, holding a hundred and twenty dollars in his hand. He didn't expect that it would be so far away, and that only a little money was left after paying the fare. It seemed that he would have to use his eloquence later.

Of course, Xu Nuo is not a Virgin. He can do whatever he wants to achieve his goal. But he has the bottom line he sticks to, that is the moral bottom line that normal people have. He can be a bad person when necessary, but there is no need to take the initiative to be a bad person.

Only by having your own persistence in your heart can you go further. You may be able to be proud for a while by any means to achieve your goals, but you will never be able to be proud forever. After all, whether it is the real world or the mission world, it is always right.

Xu Nuo did not have the idea of ​​forcibly snatching Sam's glasses. After all, he had to take away the story that originally belonged to him, and if he had to force him to seize it, he would not be able to get through it. What's more, if the Autobot was discovered by secretly peeping at him, it would not be good news for future actions. In fact, the latter sentence is the point.

If you force yourself to rob, Bumblebee may see it, or even interfere. But if Sam gave up on his own initiative and exchanged glasses for money, then all this is his own choice. Autobots are very respectful of human will.

"Hey, are you Mr. Witvic?" Xu Nuo soon saw the face he had seen in the movie, and pretended not to know him and came forward to say hello.

"Hey, I'm Sam Witvic." Sam, with a tender expression on his face, looked at Xu Nuo with some confusion. "You are the one who called me?"

"You can call me Xu or Wiston." Xu Nuo nodded with a smile. "There is a roadside cafe over there, where can we talk?"

"good."

After finding a white plastic table under the big tree, I sat down and ordered two cups of coffee, Xu Nuo looked at Sam, "Sam, let me see the good things you sell."

"You're such a coincidence." Sam, who had a slightly greasy freckle on his face, took out a few things from his backpack. "I was about to go to school to do a family history report, and I'm going to sell these things to my classmates."

"This is a quarterfinal, eighty dollars. This is a sextant, forty dollars. This is my great-great-grandfather's glasses, two hundred and fifty dollars. This is" Sam took out a lot of things, but Xu Nuo's eyes were always on that pair of glasses.

"Sam." Xu Nuo raised his hand and interrupted Sam's introduction. "Although these things of yours are good, they are not really high-value collections. They are not worth so much money."

If he had enough cash on his body, Xu Nuo would take everything down without hesitation. But he was short of money now and had to use tricks to negotiate the price.

"No!" Sam was obviously a little business-oriented and shook his head vigorously. "You must know that my great-great-grandfather was the first person to explore the Arctic. The value of these things is far beyond my current price."

"Dear Sam." Xu Nuo picked up the coffee the waiter had just sent and took a sip, and smiled. "Do you think I have never been to school? Someone had already explored the Arctic as early as the fifteenth century. The Dutch Barents had already arrived at the Arctic Circle as early as 1596. Your great-great-grandfather, Mr. Achberdevichti."

"It's Vitevich."

"Sorry." Xu Nuo nodded in apologize. "Mr. Archibaldwitvic has not achieved the brilliant achievements you said." Xu Nuo reached out and picked up the glasses and shook them. "But I still admire Mr. Archibaldwitvic's brave spirit of adventure. I am willing to buy this pair of glasses he used."

"Two hundred and fifty dollars." Sam looked a little excited.

No matter which world is in, Americans will be very serious when talking about money. Because they attach great importance to the spirit of contract, and once they are determined, there will be very few changes. Therefore, they really do everything they can before determining the price.

"It seems that it's hard to reach a consensus between us." Xu Nuo put down the coffee cup and escaped from his pocket. A Franklin placed it on the table. "I will only have these at most. There is no one on your B account who wants to bid. Maybe I am the only person in the world who is interested in it." Not counting as aliens.

"This is too little." Sam, who had no idea what this pair of glasses meant, was already a little moved. After all, it was good that a pair of old broken glasses could sell for a hundred dollars. However, he wanted more.

"If I have it now, it will be fine to give you a million." Xu Nuo complained in his heart. He sighed and raised his head, "I'll treat this coffee."

"make a deal."

When Sam Witvic left the cafe with his backpack on his back, he suddenly felt as if he was losing something. He turned his head and looked over. The pair of glasses had been put into his pocket by Xu Nuo.

After shaking his head, Sam turned around and rode his bike and headed towards the school.

After leaving a ten-dollar bill on the table, Xu Nuo turned around and left the neighborhood.

At the end of the street corner, a 74-year-old Camaro Bumblebee with black patterns painted and rusted, slowly started and followed the promise.

Sam, who was riding a bicycle, passed by the bumblebee while passing the intersection. Sometimes, ignorance may also be a kind of happiness.

Xu Nuo has excellent physical fitness, but it consumes a lot of energy. After drinking a cup of coffee, he feels even hungry. However, he only has a few dollars left on him and a pair of glasses that are useless to ordinary people. At this time, Xu Nuo wants to meet a street gangster.

Unfortunately, many things are always unavailable when you want them. Xu Nuo walked on the street for more than ten minutes, let alone a street gangster, and even the police did not see anyone. In desperation, Xu Nuo turned around and walked into the alley.

According to normal stories, generally, the places where there are garbage everywhere, sewage flowing, cockroaches, rats, and stray cats and dogs run around are usually places that street gangsters like to stay the most. Unfortunately, Xu Nuo has not seen any ghosts along the way except for a few homeless people who are poorer than him!

After walking out of the alley and returning to the street, looking at a fast food restaurant that is open across the street, Xu Nuo began to think in his mind whether he could use washing dishes to pay off the debt if he ate the king's meal. Then, he saw the car.

The car with black racing stripes, the paint fell off and the body was dirty, looking like the Chevrolet and Bumblebee that just drove out of the abandoned vehicle recycling station! To be continued.
Chapter completed!