A black doctor from a certain American comic

"Uncle, we agreed to go to Washington for one day and then come back...what now?" Michaela walked out of the school with her schoolbag on her back. She didn't see the familiar figure again. She couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, so she cursed angrily. .

She is not the kind of girl who is so clingy that she can't tell the difference between good and bad, but uncle, you made a promise yourself, but you broke your promise and let people down...

Bad uncle!

"I will never pay attention to you again!" Michaela yelled fiercely, then turned around and thought of something again, and added: "Unless you apologize to them properly and satisfy them!"

Michaela turned her head and glanced enviously at the Parker couple who were making love.

"Oh, if only uncle and I could do this, go to and from school together, study together, take exams together, and be together all day long, how great would it be?"

After thinking about it for a while, Michaela sighed again: "But if the uncle is a student, there will be a lot less fun."

She shook her head and said, "How can everything in this world be perfect? ​​It's good to be like this now!"

Without Murphy to pick her up from school, Michaela had to go home alone.

Orange-red light shines on New York, and a red sun in the sky has sunk into the western horizon. The red sunset is beautiful and moving, and the color of coagulated blood is as gorgeous as blood, which is intoxicating.

After returning home, Michaela threw her schoolbag casually on a chair.

"Fat Tiger, where are you? Mom is back."

The first thing Michaela did when she got home was to look for Fat Tiger. She was used to it.

"Meow!" Fat Tiger lay on the high beams of the roof, curled up, squinted his eyes, stretched out his little paws and waved, as a greeting to Mikaela.

"Fat Tiger, why are you climbing so high again? Aren't you afraid of falling and dying?" Michaela placed her hands on her hips and snorted dissatisfied.

"Forget it, as long as you're fine, I'm too lazy to lock you up!"

Seeing that Fat Tiger was fine, Michaela went to do her own thing.

"Meow!" Fat Tiger glanced at Mikaela lazily, yawned, turned over, assumed a more comfortable position, curled up into a ball, and continued to sleep.

Unless it's time to eat, Fat Tiger almost always sleeps and is too lazy to do anything.

In fact, Michaela's home is not small. After all, it is a small car repair shop inherited from her father, so the usable area is naturally not small.

After taking care of some minor things, Michaela got to work - fixing the car!

That's a Ford F150.

Here in Yingjiang, the Ford F150 can be said to be the most common car. It, Chevrolet Sliverado and Dodge Ram are known as the three kings of American pickup trucks, and they have long occupied the top spots in the American car sales list.

The Ford F150 itself has topped the U.S. car sales list for more than years.

In 2017, Ford F-Series sold a total of 89.67 units, a year-on-year increase of 9.3%, equivalent to 2457 F-Series sold every day.

This car is huge, strong and powerful, and can easily climb mountains and ridges.

Repairing a car is a bit hard work, but the earnings are not bad. This is a high value-added industry.

Having your own car repair shop, no matter what, is definitely much better than working in a factory.

As soon as Michaela became busy, she almost forgot the time again.

The sky was getting dark, and she hadn't cooked yet.

Fat Tiger became anxious.

You, the poop shoveler, are so incompetent that the cat owner is starving. Do you know that?

So Hu Panghu easily jumped down from the roof beam, walked to Mikaela's side with steps that he didn't recognize, raised his tail, and kept circling around Mikaela.

Michaela also knew what Fat Tiger meant. It was hungry. In fact, she was hungry too, but there was only a little work left. She planned to finish this before cooking.

"Fat Tiger, please wait for a while. Wait for mom for another ten minutes. When mom finishes her work here, she will go and cook for you right away." Michaela kept moving her hands.

But Fat Tiger doesn't care whether you've finished your work or not. As an orange cat, when he's hungry, he has to eat immediately.

There was no use spinning around, so Fat Tiger started to pull Mikaela's legs.

"Oh, Fat Tiger, you're so fat. What's wrong with missing one and a half meals? You're just about to lose weight!"

Fat Tiger: "..."

Listen, is this human?

lose weight?

It is impossible to lose weight, and it is impossible to lose weight in this life. As an orange cat, I have to stay in shape!

But after all, Fat Tiger couldn't twist Mikaela, so he just stood by and waited for Mikaela to finish the little things on hand.

"Oh, you little bastard, what's wrong with you starving for half a meal?" Michaela picked up the towel next to her and wiped her sweat, then grabbed the fat tiger's two short legs and made faces at it: "As for pestering me like this?"

Fat Tiger looked at Michaela with an innocent face.

"Boom bang bang."

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of Michaela's house.

Michaela frowned and asked, "Who is it?"

There was no answer from outside the door.

Michaela's frown deepened. It was already night now. The person knocking on the door at this time was not a very familiar friend, so it must be...

"Who is it? If you don't say anything, I will call the police?" Michaela asked tentatively.

There was still no answer from outside, but the knocking on the door became more urgent.

Michaela looked around, picked up a large silver-white wrench for car repairs from the shaft of the car, and tried it. Well, it worked very well, so she boldly walked towards the door.

After all, after following Murphy on a fantasy adventure in the Brave Game, Mikaela is no longer a powerless little girl. She has acquired the Chinese Kung Fu skill of Tai Chi, and is a fighter. All ten are sprinkled with water!

Just because Michaela couldn't go to check on the situation outside, the door to her house had been broken open, and more than ten Asian-looking people in black suits walked in.

"Who are you? Why did you break into my house?" Michaela's expression changed drastically in an instant, her hand holding the wrench tightened a little tighter, and she looked at the person in front of her warily: "Get out of here quickly, you know how to break into other people's homes without permission?" What's the crime?"

If he didn't have malicious intentions, who would directly break open her door.

This is definitely a sign of bad intentions.

Michaela saw the leaders of a dozen Asians in black suits holding a photo and communicating with her in Japanese.

Because Mikaela has some Japanese ancestry, she is not too familiar with Japanese, but she still understands it a little bit, at least there is no problem in daily communication.

The appearance of Asians is actually very similar. Chinese, Japanese, and Koreans have almost no big differences in appearance. But when these people opened their mouths, she recognized that these people in front of her were Japanese.

"Miss, please come with us." The leader seemed to have confirmed that Michaela was the person they were looking for, and said in a strangely strong tone.

"You are the lady, and your whole family is a lady!" Michaela's eyes flashed with a cold light, holding a silver-white wrench in her hand, and struck out like lightning. Before the person could react, a blow Hit him in the face.

Follow them?

Even fools know that these people have bad intentions. If you follow them, you may not be able to come back!

Since these people came with bad intentions, then she, Michaela, would strike first.

"Bang!!"

The man was not defenseless, but he never thought that a little girl like Mikaela, who looked like an ordinary girl, could possess such powerful skills. When her wrench was thrown out, he didn't even have time to stop him, and was defeated by Mikaela. Straight up and hit in the face.

"Crack!!!"

Caught off guard, he was thrown away by Michaela's powerful force, and the sound of bone cracking could be heard coming from his body.

The Japanese people in black suits were stunned. The most capable captain among them was beaten so easily by a little girl?

Are they still awake?

This is crazy.

Michaela held a big wrench in her hand, her face was cold, she was only wearing a white T-shirt, and her hair was wet with sweat, which made her look particularly cold, sexy and charming at this time.

These Japanese men in black suits broke into her home and tried to kidnap her. As long as she didn't kill these people directly, there was almost no problem.

The leader who just fell to the ground, she was still measured in her attack, probably... maybe... maybe... she was not killed directly by her.

After all, there were more than ten people across from her, and she was just a little girl. If she didn't do something ruthless, she would be the one who suffered.

After knocking down the leader, Mikaela swung the big wrench and swept towards the others again.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Two more were knocked away by her.

The Japanese people reacted next, and took out a rifle from their pockets with serious expressions.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

They didn't care about the so-called impact and shot directly at Mikaela.

Fortunately, Michaela's reaction ability was extraordinary now, so she turned over and hid in the steel casting repair shop.

"Baga Road!!!"

A group of Japanese people checked the injuries of their companions, then angrily opened fire towards the back room of Mikaela's garage with their guns. Judging from his appearance, they didn't hold back at all, as if they were ready to kill Mikaela directly.

"Whoosh!!!"

A silver-white wrench flew through the air and hit the chest and abdomen of the person at the front.

"Crack!" The man's sternum was smashed, a large mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell down.

In the car repair shop, there are a lot of steel objects, all of which can be used as Mikaela's weapons. However, the aim is not bad, and several people were seriously injured in Mikaela's hands.

Now those Japanese people didn't dare to break in with guns in their hands.

Michaela hid behind a car, holding a large silver-white wrench in each hand, her sizable chest heaving, breathing heavily, but sparks were beating in her eyes.

This is really... so exciting!

Yes, at this moment, facing a gun battle, what filled Michaela's heart was not fear, but excitement!

Perhaps Michaela's family has this genetic tradition, and they all love to pursue excitement.

You know, Mikayla's father lost his life because of the pursuit of the excitement of racing, making Mikayla an orphan.

Inheriting her father's genes, Michaela has also loved racing since she was a child. However, Michaela now finds that compared to fighting with life and death, the excitement of racing is not that strong.

She could feel her blood starting to boil.

"Bagaya way! Bagaya way!"

A group of Japanese people had distorted expressions, jumped up and yelled, but for a while they couldn't find a way to do anything to Mikaela.

It turns out that this seemingly ordinary mixed-race girl with Eagle sauce is actually a martial arts master.

Some ordinary objects can actually exert power in her hands that is not much worse than firearms.

In fact, this is because Michaela's current combat experience is insufficient. If she faces this group of Japanese people at this moment, even if it is not Mingdi who has experienced hundreds of battles, but Murphy, as long as she has Mingjin-level Tai Chi, she can kill these people. Killing more than a dozen Japanese people is as easy as killing a dog, even if they have guns in their hands.

Mikaela has too little actual combat experience, poor tactical awareness, and does not know how to use her abilities.

Her fighting ability actually exceeded her own imagination.

But even so, it was enough for Michaela to protect herself at this time.

Now there is a stalemate with the Japanese people outside. The Japanese people outside are jumping and yelling. Although Michaela is excited, she is also worried. How should it end?

Growing up, she had only fought with a group of girls. As long as she struck hard enough, the girl would run away after a while.

At this moment, those Japanese people outside look like terrorists who kill without blinking an eye. How should we deal with them?

As for taking the initiative, Michaela was still a little afraid because the opponent had a gun in his hand.

According to the common sense of an ordinary person, a gun is almost the most powerful weapon. If you are not careful, you will die.

"Meow meow!"

A cat meow broke the silence between the two sides.

The black suit arrived too quickly, Mikaela moved too quickly, and Fat Tiger looked at everything in front of him in confusion.

When Michaela Rabbit flew up and hid in the garage, Fat Tiger screamed dissatisfied, "What's going on? I, the cat owner, just want to eat a steaming meal. Is this too much to ask for?" ?

You guys who came in in black suits are pretty awesome. You broke into my house and attacked my shit-eating officer with a gun. The most important thing is... you really delayed my meal!

The fat tiger's green eyes looked unkindly at a group of black suits.

"Oops, I forgot about Fat Tiger just now..." Michaela was a little worried. Those Japanese people in black suits wouldn't operate on Fat Tiger, right?

Michaela's worries came true. A man in a black suit looked at the angry little thing standing in front of them with his tail raised. He raised his hand and shot it.

Not for anything else.

Because the meowing sound is annoying!

"Ouch!!"

Michaela heard a strange roaring sound. It didn't sound like a fat tiger's roar, but it sounded a bit like a tiger... Did those people bring a tiger in?

Only the Japanese people outside could see clearly. Faced with the bullets fired by their companions, Fat Tiger just opened his bloody mouth and swallowed the bullets directly.

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