Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

Chapter 150

For the little yellow man Bob, tonight is destined to be a night of horror.

The luxury car experience project has become a stunt show, his hands are not on the steering wheel, the lights are on, the instruments are jumping wildly, and the car sitting under his buttocks is clearly a devil.

devil! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

"Stop Bob!" Kevin watched with his own eyes as Thomas made a 360-degree turn on the Camaro, like a huge dart, turning and bumping into him. If it wasn't for the goggles, his eyes would have popped out of their sockets. Pulling Stuart, who was already stupid, to a safe place, he said in a loud voice, "Stop—the car—"

Bob also wanted to stop the car.

But when the predicament escalated, the devil turned into a washing machine, which produced a strong centrifugal force in the high-speed rotation, and he was like a piece of yellow rag in the washing machine, flying around, knocking his head full of bags, crying and snotting Tears were wiped on my face, and I finally grabbed the seat of the car, like grabbing a life-saving straw. I didn't dare to let go, because I still have the ability to park.

The Camaro probably found that there was no way to throw Bob out of the car, and stopped with a squeak. A clip of the sound of the radio station came out of the speaker, and it was a male voice: "Get out of my car!"

After shouting this sentence, it turned its head and started to drive towards the garage door.

The panic-stricken Kevin couldn't and couldn't chase him. It was rare for him to find some reason in the panic. He got up and dragged Stuart, who was out of his body, and ran away.

Tony Stark was fast asleep in his bedroom.

He still had a cold. He took medicine before going to bed, and fell asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow. He was sleepy, and he was not awakened by the movement in the house.

Maybe you can still have a long-lost dream.

It's a pity that the sweet dream will soon be wiped out by a group of mischievous monsters at home.

The cars in the garage were fine, and of course Jarvis didn't miss this time. The Camaro was about to rush out of the garage, but the smart butler immediately locked the door.

He still had to report to Tony, but before the report, there was already a short figure in a hurry, rushing into the host's room at a speed of sprinting [-] meters, beating gongs and drums all the way.

"Dad!" Kevin yelled loudly, jumped onto Tony's big bed with a run-up, hit the red heart, and fell on the old father's stomach, shaking Tony who was sleeping soundly awake, "Help Dad!"

The breathing of Iron Man wrapped in the quilt changed suddenly, but he was still lying still, the room was full of darkness, and Kevin couldn't see Tony's face clearly, so he pulled out the loudspeaker and shouted vigorously: "Dad!——"

Before the sound of "Dad" could be prolonged, a big warm hand suddenly stretched out from the bed, strangling Kevin's fate by the throat.

Tony sat up with his messy hair and an angry face from lack of sleep, turned on the bedside lamp, his eyes were sharp, like a sharpened knife for a moment, he was about to unload the banana capsule that disturbed people's dreams in the middle of the night eight dollars.

When he saw the tearful Kevin in his hand, the thought of hitting someone gradually dissipated, his face was still stern, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "What are you doing?"

Holding his thigh at the critical moment, Kevin obviously made the right choice.

He didn't have the consciousness of being a car with a mantis arm, and he didn't move fast enough. Not to mention that when Tony arrived at the garage, the Camaro had already forcibly smashed open the garage door and rushed towards the wilderness of freedom. Broken cars as stepping stones.

"It can be concluded that the sudden start of the Camaro scared Miss Daisy." Jarvis said, "Sir, there is no machine or software operating the vehicle. That car is..."

He paused, "I am driving myself."

Tony narrowed his eyes, looking at the messy garage.

That Camaro was very fond of his kind, the door was smashed, but his other luxury cars were still in good condition without any damage.

"The assistant really gave me a good car." Tony said.

The Camaro drove Bob out of Tony's territory and galloped through the night.

There are no other residential areas around, and in the middle of the night, an unmanned car driving at high speed on the main road is not too scary.

The scariest one is Bob.

The Camaro kidnapped him, and laughed at him by playing nursery rhymes in the car. The short little yellow man shivered while clutching the car seat, nearly a liter of tears fell, and he was babbling about his last words.

Righteously thinking, "When you die, you should be buried closer to your family, and the bananas hidden under the seat cushions will be left to Daisy", almost biting your tongue when the Camaro suddenly stopped suddenly, shut up quickly, and never Dare to speak.

Live and die horror night will be staged again.

If it keeps going like this, maybe Bob can run at the destination, but it seems that he can't now.

Something went wrong with the Camaro.

The radio was muted, and the car was out of control after a stop. It was forced to start but drifted on the spot and hit a big tree on the side of the road.

Bob was terrified, hugged the car seat tightly, and cried loudly.

Hitting the tree didn't damage the front hood of the car, but it made things worse. It was able to start just now, but now the engine is still running, but the Camaro can't move at all.

The heavy sound of the car was like a man's heavy panting, mixed with pain and exhaustion. If he couldn't wave anymore, he could only look helpless in the wilderness.

There is no unparalleled road, and the same is true for cars.

Bob pushed the door open with all his strength, and crawled out of the car with his weak legs, trying to escape, for fear that there would be any changes in this crazy car and he would be crushed into a cake.

But after he took two steps, he heard the sound of the car getting louder and then suddenly lessened, like the Camaro was gradually losing strength, and he couldn't bear it, so he turned his head to look.

Turning around like this, not only saw the car, but also saw the mighty Iron Man descending from the sky wrapped in fireworks.

"Wow……"

Bob opened his eyes wide and forgot even his fear for a moment. His eyes were full of the figure of his old father who suddenly grew several times taller, and there was a bright starlight: "Handsome."

"Even if you praise me." It's a pity that this kind of admiration was quickly poured over by the itchy Tony with a basin of cold water, and it turned into a light smoke rising with his head hanging down. "I will beat you when I get home."

Iron Man landed on the ground, and the wheels of the Camaro rolled twice as if struggling, but failed to roll, and turned off the engine in despair without any movement.

If I had known that I had ended up in such an embarrassing situation, it would be better not to mess around in the first place.

Tony put away the palm cannon, strode forward, lifted the hood of the Camaro to have a look, raised the visor, and showed a knowing smile: "It's still a car with internal injuries."

Both the Camaro and Bob were eventually brought home by Tony.

Tuanzi's room was well soundproofed, and he was soundly asleep at first, but all the minions ran up to it, and one of them opened the door to see if the little master was safe.

This time the safety was guaranteed, and the baby was woken up from sleep at once, the kneaded dough rolled over with soft hands and feet, opened his eyes, and begged for his father in a daze.

So a row of minions got big bags on their heads personally rewarded by Mr. Stark, and Bob had the biggest bag, with a mournful face, and he had to stand in the corner with a plate of bananas as punishment.

The old father shook the feeding bottle with his left hand and dragged his soft daughter lying in his arms with his right hand. Seeing Daisy staring at the scarred Chevrolet Camaro after going out to explore the world, he explained lightly: "He was injured."

Benben is cleaning the Camaro with a cloth.

"Is he naughty, Daddy?" Daisy asked.

"If I hadn't been naughty, I wouldn't have made it like this." Iron Man himself is a very good mechanic, his eyes on machines are extremely sharp, and he taunted the motionless Camaro, "Still abducting people, still Run away. I'm afraid I can barely breathe now."

There was sympathy on the toddler's face, he took the milk from his father, sucked it into his mouth and smacked it.

Daisy is quiet when she has milk, and only her blue eyes are still watching the big yellow car.

He scared her during the day, and she didn't dare to get close to her. Now that she heard that the car was sick, her empathy overshadowed her fear, and she didn't think the car was so nasty anymore.

"Bring the tools here." Tony put his daughter on the sofa and wrapped her in a blanket. He was supposed to coax her back to sleep. Seeing how energetic this little girl is, he probably won't be able to close her eyes for a while, so it's better to get down to business first. .

Benben dragged a bunch of clanking tools over.

The mechanical arm probably has something to be proud of forever, because it is always the most competent assistant when Tony operates on the machines.

Like now, Tony's "welding tongs", "magnifying glass", and "switchboard" passed the instructions one by one, and it can also execute them in an orderly manner.

Not every time, though.

"Your magnifying glass can't block my hand, sir." Tony pushed the mechanical arm away.

Mr. Stark at work is always extraordinarily charming and extraordinarily reassuring.

He has the most sensitive sense of smell and can hear the sound of every joint in the machine, like the most professional surgeon, who can always hit the wound directly and rejuvenate.

Tony Stark is a born mechanic.

"Praising me as a natural mechanic won't help." Facing the compliment, the old father was thick-skinned and reticent. He pointed his back and said to Bob who didn't know when he came to flatter him, "Go back to the wall!" Go stand."

Bob backed away sadly.

Daisy drank half a bottle of milk early, and seeing her father concentrating on his work, she also enjoyed watching it with great interest. The baby cake was lying softly on the armrest of the sofa, which was more interesting than watching any TV news.

It took an unknown amount of time before Tony raised his head from under the hood and stood up straight.

The annoyance of being woken up in the middle of the night to deal with the mess turned into joy in this smooth repair operation, and he could even feel the subtle changes in the Camaro under his command.

At least now, this brat won't rush into the night by crashing the car door rashly.

"It's incredible to me," Tony said. "Chevrolet couldn't make a car like this."

He put down the welding tongs, tapped the Camaro's hood with his oily hands, and raised his voice, "Are you going to continue hiding?"

The voice fell, but there was no movement.

Just as Tony was about to speak again, he heard the mechanical sound of the Camaro, and then saw a scene that was even more exciting than a blockbuster movie——

The wheels of the Camaro came out, and its body changed, as if breaking out of a cocoon, it transformed from a car into a giant standing above the sky.

Such a scene, not to mention Daisy, even Tony has never seen it before. There are many possibilities in mind, but the reality is still beyond imagination, how can we not be dumbfounded.

Under the astonished gazes of everyone, the Camaro turned into a giant straightened up proudly, raised his head and chest, not being wary of the restrictions placed above, and with a "bang", his head hit the ceiling.

"..."

The atmosphere seemed awkward.

So under the shocked and speechless gazes of the crowd, the Autobot crouched down slowly with his head in his arms.