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#637 - Chapter 12 Fight Back

"Ding-a-ling!" The bell above the door jingled as Liu Yuan pushed it open.

"Welcome to Old York's BBQ, what can I get for you?" A somewhat weathered voice called out.

"Here you go, Mrs. Bob, your order of German smoked sausage." The man busily handed the packaged food to the old woman, then glanced up to see Liu Yuan standing at the door.

He was very surprised: "Liu Yuan! What are you doing here?"

Liu Yuan smiled and said, "I'm in the States on business and thought I'd look up some old friends. And you, Simmons, doesn't this scene look familiar?"

The middle-aged man was none other than the former Agent Simmons. After the Chicago battle five years ago, his ex-girlfriend Charlotte had him arrested.

He faced multiple charges, including impersonating a national public official and possessing remnants and important data from Sector Seven, leading to a fifteen-month prison sentence.

In a capitalist society like America, Simmons' public profile quickly faded. After the Chicago battle, people weren't as curious about aliens anymore. Simmons' books stopped selling, and he couldn't pay his taxes, leading to bankruptcy. His house and car were repossessed by the bank. For the past few years, he'd been holed up in Baltimore, running this small food shop.

Simmons: "Are you here to laugh at me? But whatever. And you, after all these years, you still look so young."

Liu Yuan: "Really? Sam said the same thing."

Simmons: "Sam, how's that poor kid doing?"

Liu Yuan: "Aside from being a little unwell, he's perfect."

Simmons: "May God bless him! So, you came to see me, just passing through?"

Liu Yuan: "My original plan was to visit you and leave. But on the way here, I received this..." Liu Yuan opened his phone and played a video.

It showed a battle scene with two Autobots under attack by numerous armed personnel. The ones being attacked were Leadfoot and Optimus Prime, along with some unknown Transformer protoforms.

Eventually, Optimus Prime was hit by a shell, and after being wounded, he activated flight mode and escaped. Leadfoot, with a damaged leg, became the target of the remaining forces. He died miserably, still shouting at the last moment, "Stop, I'm not a Decepticon, I'm an Autobot, we are allies of humanity."

Simmons: "These people are Cemetery Wind. After NEST was disbanded, the military and intelligence agencies divided all their assets. TRF, under the CIA, got the most. Why are you showing me this? Are you trying to lure me back in? I swore I wouldn't get involved with Transformers again."

Liu Yuan shook his head: "I don't mean anything by it. I just came to see a friend. I received this video in the car. Do you know what this means?"

Simmons, being a veteran agent, quickly understood the key point: "After the Decepticons were defeated, the remaining forces have been almost completely wiped out over the past few years. The government or the military has decided to take action against all Transformers. TRF is best suited to do the dirty work, and they can disavow any involvement if necessary."

Liu Yuan gave a thumbs up: "I think they might target those close to the Autobots to draw them out. Sam and Carly are far away in England, William and the others are in the military. These guys might come after you."

Simmons: "What about you? Aren't you even closer to the Autobots?"

Liu Yuan said nonchalantly, "The wealthy have privileges in America. Given my status and influence, they wouldn't dare touch me."

Simmons: "I'm also a wealthy man, okay! At least, I used to be."

Just then, the roar of car engines came from outside. Liu Yuan and Simmons exchanged a glance, a bad feeling rising in their hearts. They quietly approached the window and looked out, seeing two black SUVs surrounding the building.

"Looks like they've come after all," Simmons whispered.

Liu Yuan: "Don't panic yet, let's see what they say."

Five burly men crowded into the food shop, and a white-haired man said, "Mr. Simmons, I'm Agent Savoy from the CIA. We are ordered to investigate you, please come with us."

Simmons was about to respond, but Liu Yuan stopped him, "Ignore them, I'll handle this."

Liu Yuan took out his phone and quickly dialed a number. He said to the men, "You can't take him away, the CIA has no right to enforce the law here. If you have any questions, you can talk to my legal team."

However, the others ignored him and even burst into laughter: "Sir, are you mistaken? We're here to arrest someone, not to ask for your cooperation." Several of them even flashed the weapons under their clothes, making their threat very clear.

Liu Yuan snorted: "Hmph~ A bunch of idiots, disarm them and throw them out."

Savoy drew his gun: "I'd like to see how you throw me out?"

Just then, a group of people surged in from behind them. The five men were caught off guard and pinned against the wall, with at least two guns pointed at each of their heads.

Savoy shouted, "You bastards! You're openly attacking federal law enforcement officers. Are you tired of living?" He was answered by a hard punch to the stomach, almost knocking his bile out.

Liu Yuan: "A bunch of dirty workers, daring to shout in front of me. Your director is Derek, right? Even he doesn't dare to be impudent in front of me, who do you think you are? Throw them out!" A group of black-suited bodyguards grabbed the men and dragged them out.

Liu Yuan asked, "Simmons, what are you going to do? Come with me, or stay and get involved in this?"

Simmons: "What can I do if I stay? Fight against the country? It's not like the Decepticons are invading Earth, I can't handle this."

Liu Yuan: "Hahaha, you're a smart guy. Anywhere you want to go? You can take my private jet."

Savoy and the others, thrown out the door, glared fiercely at the bodyguards. Just then, his phone rang.

The caller was his superior, Harold Attinger. Savoy quickly answered the phone: "Boss, the arrest failed... Yes, I understand. I'll take the men back immediately." After hanging up, his face was very ugly.

A subordinate asked, "Boss, what did the boss say? Should we go back and get more men, and teach them a lesson?"

Savoy: "Teach them a lesson my ass! Retreat, we're going back first."

"Ah! Aren't we going to get revenge for this?"

Savoy: "Didn't you hear what I said? Retreat!" He glanced back unwillingly at the group of bodyguards in front of the shop.