Chapter 148 Something happened to Emma
At night.
Inside the reconstructed murder house.
In the bathroom of the master bedroom, the sound of rushing water and the rustling of toothbrushes in the mouth echoed.
Outside the outer door, a group of minions were jumping excitedly, their eyes fixed on Lango who was brushing his teeth frantically in front of the mirror, his face covered with foam.
Gloria stood aside with a smile that couldn't help but laugh: "Lango, are you so exaggerated? How many times has this happened?"
Lango had foam in his mouth and muttered vaguely: "Otherwise, I'm not your woman."
Recalling the White House dinner an hour ago, the scene still made him feel frightened.
In order to celebrate the successful resolution of the death tape incident, and to express apology to the aliens who nearly suffered catastrophe due to the tape, the White House held a grand dinner.
In the hall, all the strange-looking alien species gathered here. In addition to the aliens who came here specially because of the death video, there were also alien leaders from other planets who had immigrated to the earth.
And the white-headed president who originally insisted on making people kneel down and apologize under the stars and stripes, when he saw the aliens, his attitude immediately changed 180 degrees. Not only did he not say a harsh word, he even He also led others to sing and dance.
As the hero of this incident, Lange naturally became the focus of the audience.
Especially the group of aliens who were haunted by the death tape. Some gently strangled his neck, while others lightly touched his cheek with their fingertips to show friendship.
Lange hadn't thought too much about it at first, but after talking for a few words with these English-speaking aliens, he suddenly remembered that all these guys in the movie excreted with their fingers
After thinking about this, He retched more than a dozen times and was still in the mood to attend any dinner party. He immediately asked Old K to take him back to New York.
"Don't be sad, Lango." Teddy comforted him by suppressing a smile, "I've asked those guys. Although they all look the same, the ones around you at that time were all female. Starman, does it make you feel better?"
"Yeah, yeah, I feel so good."
Lango replied angrily, spit out the foam in his mouth, wiped off his red face, and walked out of the bathroom.
At this time, the rebuilt Murder House seemed to have been completely reborn and had a completely new look.
The Minion's construction speed was unbelievable. He hadn't even been away for a week. The murder house that had collapsed in half had been successfully rebuilt.
Although the number of floors remains at three, the old architectural style is gone and has become extremely modern. Its appearance is mainly black and white, simple and bright.
The decoration style in the villa is also brand new, bright and open, completely getting rid of the past low-key luxury but unable to hide the old money smell, and replacing it with freshness and vitality.
In the hall, there are all kinds of artworks, all of which were sent by the wealthy people who had been rescued before.
On both sides of the corridor, carefully arranged glass display cabinets are like miniature museums. Placed inside are the parting gifts given to him by the mysterious island group and those monsters, which reveal a sense of mystery in their weirdness.
The garden in the backyard has also undergone earth-shaking changes. Not only has it been transformed into a huge swimming pool, but children's play facilities have also been arranged on both sides
At this moment, Toothless is leisurely immersed in the pool water, tapping the water with his tail from time to time. Splashing layers of ripples, enjoying the comfort.
Because there were so many minions, Gloria felt that it would be too crowded for them to live in the bedroom, so she transformed the hall on the second floor into their usual resting place, with more than a hundred beds. !
But the most striking change is in the basement of the murder house.
Under the cheerful guidance of these little guys, Lango followed them and came here.
The originally small basement has now expanded to an astonishing scale. Its internal layout is exactly the same as the scientific research room in the [Wooden House]. It is surrounded by various electronic instruments, exuding the atmosphere of technology and the future.
Lango's eyes passed over these devices inadvertently, and after seeing something, he opened his mouth in shock.
"OMG?!"
On the surrounding workbench, in addition to conventional mechanical tools and parts, there were also densely packed weapons of all kinds - from heavy machine guns to rocket launchers to flamethrowers, all like a small arsenal.
There was even a red-painted cylindrical missile standing in the corner.
"Stuart——!" Lango immediately and seriously called to the surrounding minions.
The next second, a one-eyed minion jumped out.
"Explain me, where do these things come from?" He pointed at the various messy electronic instruments and heavy weapons around and asked the little guy.
After getting along with each other for these days, although these little guys looked almost exactly the same, Lange still remembered the most recognizable ones among them, and appointed them as the leaders of the minions to manage this big group. Pile the little ones.
After Stewart heard this, he immediately used the usual vague words of the minions and danced and gestured towards Rango. The minions around him also turned into his props and performed together, like a stage play. Acted out the origins of everything in the basement.
After Lango read it, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly: "So you stole all these from the previous owner's house? Is it that weird guy with thin legs named Gru?"
"Yes! BOSS!" Stewart jumped up and down excitedly, obviously satisfied with his master's understanding.
"Didn't he notice you?"
The minions shook their heads first, then nodded, and then began to perform the stage play again.
I saw a little yellow man who was just like Gru, who looked a little slender, with an angry expression on his face to catch a thief. But before he could take action, dozens of other little yellow men jumped on him and beat him severely. Dayton.
"Okay, I understand."
Lango couldn't help but shook his head. Poor Gru, his former subordinates evacuated the house and finally got beaten up.
He stared at the basement that had transformed into Frankenstein's laboratory, and gently rubbed his chin with his fingers, "Have you researched McQueen and Megan's renovation plan?"
After saying this, the minions around him seemed to have been pressed on the start button, and they all got busy, accurately digging out two drawings from the piles of objects.
On the drawing, Megan, who originally looked harmless, had her arms transformed into two heavy machine guns, and a delicate flame-throwing device was installed in her mouth, capable of spraying out blazing flames compressed from solid gasoline bombs.
McQueen has become a Transformers-like robot. Under the red paint, he stands on the ground like a steel giant, with a cannon on his shoulder, a portable machine gun, and a missile ready to go hidden in his chest. fill.
"hiss"
Seeing this, Lange couldn't help but gasped and exclaimed: "Can you really make this?"
The minions looked at each other, with confidence shining in their eyes, and then nodded in unison and stretched out their hands in tacit understanding, as if expecting something.
Seeing this, Lange raised a smile, patted Stewart's head gently, and promised: "Don't worry, salary is not a problem, but before that, I have to personally test the results. Remember, all transformations must be done without If any of them expresses unwillingness, the transformation must be stopped immediately and restored to the original state.”
The minions happily accepted the order, and then dispersed again, each getting busy.
Lange smiled, and when he was about to go back, he turned around and suddenly saw Megan entering the basement.
He immediately walked forward, hugged the little loli's shoulders affectionately, and unfolded the drawing in front of her, "Megan, come and take a look at this transformation plan. What do you think? You are still the same as you are now. It looks cute, but once you enter combat mode, your body will be like a Transformer, equipped with all kinds of modern weapons. Of course, this depends entirely on your wishes. If you don’t like it, we can give up at any time.”
Megan curiously approached the drawing, tilted her little head slightly, and carefully looked at herself in the fighting form. However, her eyes quickly moved away from the drawing, and her brows furrowed slightly, as if something more important was on her mind.
"Emma hasn't contacted me for a week. When we left the witch college, you told her to call me every three days to report that she was safe, but now it has far exceeded that time. I tried to call the witch I called the college hundreds of times, but no one answered.”
Tear—
Lango's hand holding the drawing tightened, and the smile on his face gradually faded.
Sorry, my status is still very bad today, I will update more tomorrow
(End of this chapter)