American comics: Praising the sun, starting from Gotham!

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Bang!

Xiu En hadn't finished his opening remarks.

Reality gave him a resounding slap in the face.

The Ford Mustang police car showed no sign of slowing down, and even activated some kind of kinetic energy impact module at the moment of impact.

The police car crashed into the Dairi Projector, which had just finished projecting and hadn't yet had time to reinforce its structure.

A crisp sound, like a wind chime shattering.

Xiu En's newly formed clone projection exploded into a cloud of golden dust flying everywhere on the safety bar.

If the scene were accompanied by background music, it would even be somewhat beautiful.

But for Sam Witwicky, who witnessed the accident from the driver's seat through his rearview mirror, it was absolutely a horror movie.

"Aaaaaaah! He killed someone! He smashed that glowing person to pieces! Bee! We're accomplices too! We're doomed, we can't go to college now!"

Bumblebee played soothing songs on the radio to comfort him.

The feeling of passing through police car roadblocks is like walking through a holographic projection.

The tires left four charred marks on the asphalt road as the police car completed a 180-degree drift and came to a stop where the shimmering mist had dissipated.

The Decepticons' database does not contain any Earth creature that, when shattered, would turn into these particles attempting to recombine.

At this moment, the yellow figure in front also stopped.

Bumblebee didn't want to stop, but he couldn't just abandon some unknown variable.

Moreover, Sam was trying to open the car door to see if there were any survivors.

"Is this how you came to be?"

In the air, the golden photons stopped spreading.

Ivy's exasperated voice resonated through the mental link in every point of light, sounding as if the mist was talking to itself.

"It's already causing light pollution before it's even landed? Couldn't you at least let it bask in the sun before blocking the road?"

"Uh, I forgot, never mind! This is called tactical dispersal!"

Xiu En retorted from within the light mist.

"I'm analyzing the composition of the air in this world! And while I'm at it, I'm also taking a closer look at the firmness of the food!"

As the words fell, the sunlight in this world seemed to be summoned in some way.

Even through the clouds, the originally lazy, diffused sunlight suddenly became straight and sharp.

It's clear that Xiu En is absorbing sunlight to reinforce the projection this time.

The light spot began to spin and collapse wildly.

The recombination of each cell is accompanied by thunder.

In just three seconds.

The light and shadow bubble that was just shattered has solidified at a speed visible to the naked eye into a living person with flesh and blood, whose pores can even be seen breathing.

Xiu En stood in the middle of the road, the light continuing to amplify him. He reached out and patted his shoulder with a hint of disdain.

He stretched his neck.

Those eyes, now completely molten gold, were coldly fixed on the black and white police car that was trying to transform.

She looks a little angry.

"I have to say, this is the worst airport pickup service I have ever experienced in my life."

He raised his hand, pointed to the sun overhead, and a smile that triggered an alarm in the roadblock's core processor appeared on his lips.

"That police car is really rude."

As he spoke, Xiu En reached directly for the spinning spikes on the roadblock.

The roadblock, accompanied by a groaning sound, made the Ford Mustang resemble an exploding metal Rubik's Cube as it sped along.

The black and white armor flips and snaps together.

Two thick mechanical legs crushed the asphalt road, and the nearly six-meter-tall steel body transformed from a means of transportation into a war machine in an instant.

There is no intention to negotiate.

The high-speed spinning barbed saw on the left arm, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, headed straight for Xiu En's head.

This Decepticon's idea is simple.

When faced with the unknown, cut it in half before studying it.

When the saw gear came into contact with the human hand, which was not even as big as its bearing.

collapse!

Xiu En's right hand was plunged straight into the rapidly spinning spike wheel.

Sparks flying?

No, what flew out were saw-tooth fragments that were blasted away by brute force.

Xiu En directly gripped the axle of the spiked wheel.

"This is your gift? It's a bit meager, though..."

Xiu En lowered his head and sniffed the still-smoking weapon.

"It smells like cheap diesel fuel. Did you grow up drinking gutter oil?"

Click!

Xiu En suddenly flipped his wrist.

The roadblock let out a mournful cry as its entire left forearm was snapped off by monstrous strength.

Just as this scene, full of violent aesthetics, was unfolding, the yellow figure in the distance suddenly turned around and launched a surprise attack.

With a beautiful drift, the yellow Camaro came to a smooth stop on the shoulder fifty meters away.

"Bee! Are you crazy?!"

Sam was pressed against the passenger-side window, his face contorted with fear and shock.

"That monster just tore a police car apart! I mean, literally tore it apart! Why did we come back? To be his dessert?"

But now, its scanner shows that the glowing object that is beating up the Decepticons is releasing an extremely high-pressure deterrent against metallic creatures.

There's no point in running away.

zizi.

Bumblebee's car radio switched to a different channel, but it still played that cheerful, almost irritating tone.

"Baby, back!~?"

"Back my ass! Those are Decepticons!"

Sam roared.

"Wait? What's he doing? Is he eating?"

Yes, he is eating.

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Shuen treated it like a buffet.

He grabbed the spiked wheel and opened his mouth.

Click!

The high-strength Cybertron alloy is as brittle as a potato chip.

Xiu En looked disgusted but quickly gnawed off a large piece of the metal plate.

"Ouch... It's spicy."

Xiu En frowned, exhaling a stream of exhaust fumes that crackled with electricity.

"Why is this machine's energy source all this violent, negative emotion? It feels like it ate a battery soaked in chili water."

Although he said he was disgusted, he didn't stop taking action.

His right hand shot out again, ignoring the barrage of bullets raining down from the heavy machine gun on the right arm of the roadblock.

The armor-piercing bullets could only create barely perceptible ripples on his golden skin.

Xiu En directly gripped the gap in the barricade's breastplate.

"Let me see if that bouncing thing down there is sweet."

"Squeak squeak squeak!"

Just as the barricade was grinding against the ground, a small, silver figure sprang out from his ripped chest compartment.

It is confusion.

This small but extremely deadly infiltrator Decepticon was holding those sharp discs, its target aimed directly at Shuen's eyes.

This is a blind spot.

Even for ordinary humans, or super soldiers, it would be difficult to defend against this move.

Unfortunately, he was facing Xiu En and Ivy.

Xiu En didn't even lift his eyelids, still focused on how to pry open the top of the roadblock.

On his shoulder, the seemingly harmless sunflower swayed its leaves slightly.

call out!

A golden net of light instantly spread out in mid-air.

It's clear that Ivy can now use the power of light.

It's like a cicada caught in a net.

Before the bewildered figure, still in mid-air, could even throw the frisbee, it was enveloped by this net of light.

The more he struggled, the tighter the light contracted, until it squeezed him into a glowing metallic ball the size of a basketball.

ADHD is an illness, and it needs to be treated.

Ivy said with a hint of disdain.

"And the smell of lubricant on you is too strong, stay away."

After saying that, the sunflower leaf made a fanning motion, and Mi Luan was directly smashed into the wasteland hundreds of meters away.

And roadblocks?

It was no longer able to react to Xiu En's attacks.

Xiu En acted like a customer who had just finished eating fried noodles at a roadside stall, casually pulling off a cable that was still crackling with electricity.

Then, he casually wiped his hand and waved at the yellow sports car that had returned.

"Oh. You haven't left yet?"

A bright smile appeared on Xiu En's face.

"Although the seafood here is a bit tough and has a strong smell of unfiltered diesel fuel, it's plentiful and filling."

He kicked the wreckage of a roadblock at his feet, which was so badly damaged that the car model was barely recognizable and only the basic frame remained.

"Here's the chassis left. If you haven't had lunch, I don't mind sharing a table."

Sunflower Ivy shook her leaves on his shoulder, her movements full of disdain.

"That's a robot! Not a crab! Can't you, you damned glutton, tell the difference between species? This is a desert! This is hell!"

Xiu En rolled his eyes and retorted confidently.

"As long as it's edible, it's food. Besides, didn't you see that yellow car also emits radiation? Maybe it's lemon-scented."

"Is he talking to the plant on his shoulder?"

Sam shakily poked half his head out from behind the massive mechanical legs of the now-transformed Bumblebee.

What happened in just half a day has completely shattered the worldview he has built up over the past seventeen years.

First, a car turned into a robot, then a glowing, muscular man fell from the sky and ate another police car that could also turn into a robot.

"Bee...are we really going to greet this creature? It's not on my car-buying and woman-chasing plans, absolutely not!"

Sam gripped his backpack with both hands, as if it were his only remaining sense of security.

The bumblebee slowly crouched down, trying to make itself look less intimidating.

The pair of soulful blue optical lenses even simulated the sound of a human blinking camera shutter to match the atmosphere.

"Hello!?"

This was followed by an edited recording of a talk show: "Is this... a friendly neighborhood... or... the Saviors?"

The big yellow guy pointed at Xiu En, then at the roadblock that had been dismantled into scrap metal, and gave a thumbs-up.

Clearly, he knew he couldn't escape, so he was being friendly.

Xiu En raised an eyebrow, looking at the tall man who clearly possessed a higher level of intelligence with some surprise.

He clapped his hands, and gold dust fell from between his fingers.

"I'm Xiu En. This sunflower is Ivy. We're from... well, probably next door."

Shuen took a step forward, a move that startled Sam so much that he immediately pulled his head back, but Bumblebee did not retreat.

Hugh placed his hand on Bumblebee's leg armor.

Golden energy spread along the point of contact.

"Yes, the structure is more precise, and the energy is purer."

Xiu En licked his lips, and the light in his eyes made Bumblebee twitch its cooling grille.

"And it really is sweet. If only I could cut a piece and take it back to make fried rice for Afu..."

"stop!"

Ivy's voice rang out again, accompanied by a golden vine lashing Xiu En on the back of the head.

"He's alive! And he means us no harm! You can't just eat anything! Get your humanity back; it's basic diplomatic courtesy!"

Xiu En pursed his lips and withdrew his hand with a regretful expression.