[Comprehensive British and American] Emanuel the autistic

When Emanuel returned to the house, Butler Smith, who was following behind him, saw the suit hanging on the coat rack by the door at a glance.

"Master, did you play golf today?" Butler Smith looked at the crumpled suit in surprise.

That is the young master's favorite custom-made suit. The style is simple and elegant. Whether it is the excellent tailoring skills, the production method inherited from the last century, or the fabric like the highest grade satin, and the obsessive-compulsive carving of every detail, All made the price of this suit reach an unbelievable level.

However, at this moment, this unique suit in the world is full of troublesome folds.

Butler Smith made preliminary calculations, and it would take him at least four hours to restore the suit perfectly.

"Oh..." Emmanuel rubbed his temples, "It's nothing, there was a small car accident."

"What?! Young master, I am old, don't scare me." Butler Smith was taken aback, and quickly checked whether Emmanuel was injured.

"I'm fine, but the car is gone." Emanuel shrugged.

"It's good that you're fine." Butler Smith breathed a sigh of relief.

"Myers, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to look at the new car for me tomorrow," Emanuel said.

"Okay..." Butler Smith nodded, "Do you have a budget?"

"No..." Emmanuel smiled, "You also know my taste in cars, I believe you will be able to buy a car I like... well, I have nothing to do tomorrow afternoon, after I finish choosing Go to the dealership and drive home yourself."

"Then if I go to the company tomorrow morning, do I need to call someone to deliver it?" Butler Smith considered another question.

"Just drive a car in the underground garage." Emanuel said casually.

There are more than a dozen luxury cars of different brands parked in the underground garage, all of which are collected by Emmanuel's younger brother Arthur Green. He is a collector. He bought a bunch of cars but hardly drove them. Eat ashes.What's more, he still doesn't allow others to drive it, the reason is that maintenance is very troublesome.

"I think this also needs to be kept secret from Master Arthur." Butler Smith said with a smile.

"Of course..." Emanuel also smiled.

Arthur, who was far away across the ocean, suddenly sneezed super loudly.

He rubbed his nose and said puzzledly, "Why do you keep sneezing today? Have a cold?"

the next day……

A car dealership...

"Ah, Miles." The owner of the car dealership answered the phone, "Why did you call me suddenly? Does Mr. Green need a new car?"

"Yes, old buddy, do you have any recommendations?" Butler Smith said on the other end of the phone.

"Hmm..." The boss nodded, "Do you have any requirements?"

"First of all, don't recommend me any explosive models." Butler Smith said, "The color should not be too bright, preferably black, white and gray, with sufficient horsepower, and it is best to match the gull-wing doors. The style should be low-key and not muscular. too exaggerated."

"I know what you want." The boss said, "Mercedes-Benz recently launched a very eye-catching sports car. I believe Mr. Green will like it."

Butler Smith was silent for a moment, and asked, "Are you okay, Mike?"

"I'm fine, what's wrong?"

"Your voice seems to be trembling a little, are you feeling unwell?" Butler Smith asked with concern.

"Ah, I'm fine." The boss's voice returned to normal, "It's just a little hangover, a few old friends made an appointment to hang out in the bar last night, and couldn't hold back a few more sips.

You know, those buddies in high school, whether they are doing well or not, they have to have a few drinks and find some beautiful girls... Anyway, I'm fine. "

Butler Smith raised his eyebrows on the other end of the phone. When a person likes to add unnecessary details when speaking, they are probably lying.

However, Mike has known him for many years, and he has always been an honest and responsible businessman, and he will not tell some principled lies, so Butler Smith does not intend to pursue it.

"Then please prepare for me. Mr. Green will come to the dealership to pick up the car in the afternoon." Butler Smith said.

"no problem……"

After the boss hung up the phone, he collapsed on the car seat as if he had collapsed.

He was sitting in the driver's seat of a Mercedes Benz SLS SAMG, shaking all over his body, as if he had encountered something extremely terrifying. He couldn't restrain his great fear, and his shirt was soaked in cold sweat.

"Good job, Mike." Inside the car, a deep voice suddenly sounded, in the eyes of the boss, it was as trembling as death's whisper, "Thank you for your cooperation."

"I've done what you said, can you let me go?"

"I will, but not now." Soundwave said coldly, "You have to make sure that Emmanuel Green buys me."

"What are you going to do to him?" the boss asked tremblingly.

"Is this something you should be concerned about?"

"I'm sorry! I...I will arrange everything!" The boss was startled and broke out in a cold sweat.

"That's good... Enjoy working with me, Mike."

evening……

In the garage, the afterglow of the setting sun slanted in from the window, and fell on the silver Mercedes-Benz sports car in the center of the entire garage, reflecting a sharp and beautiful metal cold light that was shockingly beautiful.

"This model is the top product of the Mercedes-Benz AMG series released at this year's Frankfurt Motor Show. It has gull-wing doors with an opening angle of 571 degrees, a maximum power output of 317 horsepower, and a top speed of [-] kilometers per hour.

The cockpit is made of leather, suede, carbon fiber and aluminum alloy, and the overall body structure follows the most traditional performance route, with a front mid-engine and rear-wheel drive..."

The owner of the car dealership recommended to Emanuel the super sports car in front of him, which was impeccable both in terms of shape and performance. The aura of the team leader tried his best to sell Amway.

"Hmm..." Emanuel nodded, "Can I take a test drive?"

"Of course." The boss quickly helped Emmanuel open the car door and made a gesture of invitation.

Emmanuel got into the car, took the car keys, and quickly started the sports car.

He stepped on the accelerator lightly, and the super sports car accelerated rapidly with incredible horsepower, and took Emmanuel to speed away.

Emmanuel was a little surprised. Doesn't this car feel a little better?There is not even the slightest inertia effect when accelerating, and there is almost no slight bump when driving, and the driving experience even surpasses his scrapped predecessor.

A sports car priced at $100 million is even more satisfying than one worth more than $200 million.

After two laps, Emanuel returned to the original point, got out of the car, and nodded to the boss: "Okay, then this one."

Butler Smith, who was standing on the side, said with a smile to the boss: "Mike, it seems that your vision is as good as ever. The young master has taken a fancy to it at a glance."

"Hahaha, as long as Mr. Green likes it...as long as he likes it..." The boss said with a dry smile.

"..." Emanuel glanced at the boss who was dripping with cold sweat, and said with a smile, "What's the matter, boss, why are you so nervous? Could it be that what you sold me is a fake?"

The speaker was not interested in the listener, and the boss was so frightened that his whole body trembled. He subconsciously glanced at the quietly motionless Mercedes-Benz: "Then... how is that possible? I..."

"Just kidding." Emanuel patted the boss on the shoulder, "Check out..."

"Okay...Okay." The boss finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Emanuel sat in the newly purchased sports car, and Butler Smith sat in the co-pilot's seat. He looked around the interior of the car and couldn't help admiring: "This car is really good. Have some momentum."

"After all, the styles of the two models are different." Emmanuel shrugged and started the sports car. "By the way, Miles, you can ask someone to check this car for me later."

"What?" Butler Smith was taken aback.

"Check if there are bugs, transmitters and other things on it, and check the engine and braking system at the same time to ensure safety."

Emanuel said, "Mike is a little bit wrong today... Let's keep an eye on it."

After all, he is now the target of assassination by a terrorist organization.

Butler Smith nodded: "Okay, the young master is more thoughtful."

"Stop flattering, I don't want to eat this." Emanuel said with a smile.

After watching Sound Wave carry Emmanuel and Butler Smith out of the garage, the boss finally collapsed on the ground.

What did he do?

He just sent two innocent people into the hands of that monster!

He had no idea what the Mercedes was, it suddenly appeared in his shop and turned into a giant robot in front of him.

That night, the blood-red eyes of the monster that suddenly appeared in front of him shone cruelly and maliciously in the dark. The energy emitted by the laser cannon in its hand, even a few meters away, the boss felt I can be evaporated into air by it.

He said in a voice as cold as mechanical friction that made people fall into an ice cellar: "I need you to do me a favor, Mike, let Emmanuel Green buy me."

It seems to know everything, even the chairman of the Green Group knows that he likes to buy cars here, and his goal is the generous and easy-going Mr. Green who always smiles.

Mr. Green is in danger!

"No, I can't... I have to..." The boss suddenly reacted, he struggled to get up on the ground, stumbled and rushed to the phone at the counter, and was about to reach out to pick up the microphone to call the police, but was caught by the sudden scene in front of him. The scene frightened the liver and gallbladder.

The phone suddenly split in half from the middle, and the dense metal parts inside were dismantled and reassembled at an extremely fast speed in front of him, and it was completely changed in less than two seconds.

The moment the mechanical wings made of two metal skeletons opened, the pitch-black steel wings covered the last rays of the setting sun that had sunk into the horizon.

"What do you want to do, dear Mike?" Laser Bird's malicious voice sounded, "Do you think you can do whatever you want if the sound wave is gone?"

"..." The boss' pupils dilated instantly, and he took a few steps back, leaning against the wall weakly.

"It's really worrying." The laser bird flew in front of him, and pointed the black hole on the wing at the poor guy, "But don't worry, in order to avoid suspicion, I won't kill you... …at least not yet. In exchange for my life, I wish..."

It approached the boss, and the harsh sound like metal friction was deliberately lowered to sound even more creepy: "You can learn to shut up, otherwise, I will shut you up forever."