Daily life of an American TV drama agent

"That fat girl from the CIA is really awesome. Oh my God, I have never seen an agent vomit all over his opponent after killing him. Arthur, what does the intelligence from the CIA say?"

This is already the seventh day of Ron and Arthur's European tour. After killing the fire man on the first day, the case has reached a deadlock again. However, they are not idle. They went shopping in Paris. Ron's newly purchased supplies are enough. He picks up five more beauties.

Then, after a farce in the most luxurious casino in Rome, the fat girl from the CIA actually became good friends with her because she saved the target person Reina who was drugged in the wine!

They were even invited by Rena to fly to Budapest on her private plane. Yes, after two stops in Paris and Rome, they magically returned to Hungary, where the agents performed their missions when Ron visited the CIA.

Well, Ron had made his prediction, they were really going on a ten-day trip to Europe.

"The footage of CIA agents appearing on the streets of Paris and detonating bombs in public places is enough to keep the public relations departments of all terrorist organizations busy for a while, but that fat woman is quite capable and can actually communicate with the target person. They became friends, and the last news from the CIA was that they took a private plane together and flew to Budapest in advance last night, and made a deal with the buyer at the Four Seasons Hotel."

"So we're late?" Ron's smile suddenly solidified on his face.

"No, of course not, that's actually the most interesting part, their operation failed."

Speaking of the CIA's embarrassments, even Arthur's drug dealer face couldn't help but reveal a smile of schadenfreude: "Do you still remember the gunfire we heard in Rome? It was an internal strife among their own people. Agent Faun was not dead. He would have been there long ago." He betrayed the CIA and got together with the beauty named Reina, and also killed several CIA agents who were supporting the fat girl.

Now they are gathering together in a hurry, recruiting agents from nearby areas to come to support. Their people told me not to act rashly before support arrives, otherwise they will not be responsible for any consequences. "

"Arthur, I have to remind you once again that even things you see with your own eyes can be deceptive, let alone information coming from the CIA?"

Ron felt that this matter was not as simple as it seemed: "Think about it, if you were working in a CIA place that was penetrated like a sieve, what would you do if you encountered something like this?"

"I will probably find a way to escape, and then hide behind the scenes, and then..." Arthur suddenly understood in the middle of the sentence: "Boss, I understand what you mean, what should we do now?"

"Since the CIA would rather transfer agents from other places than ask us for help, so..." Ron trailed off.

"so?"

"So, as long as we get this done before their support agents arrive, we can make the CIA lose face." Ron had a mischievous look in his eyes.

Think about it, the CIA's support has not been in place yet, the IRS recovered the nuclear bomb with only two people, and the whole incident was solved, which will make the CIA lose face, and at least it can laugh at the CIA with the FBI for a whole year.

Of course, before this, the main target of ridicule had always been the FBI.

"BOSS, of course your idea is fine, but the problem is where can we get some equipment? In order to pass the airport security check, we didn't even bring a gun, we even rented a car."

Arthur's worries are very reasonable. Unlike the CIA, which has support points all over the world, the IRS's main sphere of influence is in the United States, but there are no bases overseas. When passing through the security check, Ron and Arthur had already handed over the weapon.

Of course, Ron still has his own system warehouse, but he has no intention of letting others know about it. What's more, he also has an even cooler gadget.

"That's a question you mentioned. Stop in the open space in front of me just to show you our new toy. I think you will like it."

Ron pointed to the road ahead. The villa where Reina's car was located was by a lake in the wild. The location was relatively remote. They hadn't encountered any other cars along the way.

"The clearing?" Arthur asked doubtfully.

"Yes, this is the open space. Now please let me introduce to you the new equipment of our IRS, the Justice Warrior System jointly developed by Caltech and Space Exploration Technology Corporation. As long as you install this APP on your mobile phone, no matter where you are , as long as you are still on the earth, you can get equipment support at any time."

When the car stopped, Ron opened the door and got out of the car. He came to the grass far away from the car, opened an APP called Justice Warrior on his phone, pressed the microphone and shouted: "Invincible!"

Ron finished shouting, ran back quickly, and then put on a handsome POSS, one minute, two minutes, three minutes...

Ron POSS was tired, but Arthur still couldn't see where their equipment was: "BOSS, our equipment..."

Arthur was just mid-sentence when he suddenly opened his mouth in surprise, because he saw a prismatic metal box dragging a parachute and falling rapidly from the air. When it almost reached the ground, the force of the fall was gone. Already, the metal box cut the paracord directly and fell on the grass.

Ron walked over and opened the box. There was a whole box full of assault rifles, pistols and various grenades and bullets, separated by foam boards. There was even one of Ron's favorites inside that had been dismantled into parts. Rocket launcher!

"OMG!" Arthur was rarely so surprised, but today he had to be surprised: "BOSS, where do these things come from?"

"Of course it's the equipment support system I'm talking about." Ron smiled proudly, took out two revolvers from the box, stuffed them into holsters and hung them on his body: "Didn't you always ask me why the funds are burning through so fast? This It's the result.

This is a global equipment support box sent into space by a Falcon rocket in the name of Starlink satellite. When not in use, it stays on standby in the low-Earth orbit like a satellite. As long as you use your voiceprint to unlock it and send the location, it will not exceed In five minutes, the equipment box in space will be launched to the designated coordinates.

Moreover, the shell of this equipment box is coated with stealth paint, so no radar can detect its existence. The only problem is that the cost is too high. "

It is an open secret that everyone knows that Starlink satellites carry something else to the sky. In fact, even if Musk is jumping around happily, he looks like a space developer.

But Ron, who has had close contact with him, knows very well that the Space Exploration Company is just a puppet launched by NASA in the name of civilians and used for military purposes. If you think about it, you will know that a company that launches tens of thousands of satellites into space How outrageous is the plan?

To put it bluntly, it is actually just a trick to surround the earth with a dense group of "junk" to monopolize space development rights. Sooner or later, someone will punish them, but before that, it does not prevent Ron from using it to take advantage of himself.

Anyway, in the cooperation plan he signed with Musk, in addition to a small deposit at the beginning, the total cost of the entire plan will be paid after it is officially launched in the later stage. By then, this thing should have been sorted out by Nantianmen long ago. Almost done, right?

Everything is gone, why should I pay for it? Calculating left and right, Ron's Justice Warrior system is almost equivalent to free prostitution.

"How about it? Are these equipment enough? If not, I can summon another one."

"Enough, absolutely enough! Even if it's to attack a small military base, it's enough!" Arthur was ecstatic.

The lakeside villa where the transaction took place is a three-story building. The courtyard and the balcony of each floor are guarded by terrorists with heavy guns and live ammunition. It can be said to be impregnable. For ordinary agents, it is impossible to say If you have sneaked in, you will be beaten into pieces even if you get closer, but for Ron, there are many people but few, it is nothing more than a mathematical problem of how many rockets it takes.

"BOSS, let me confirm with you one last time. Are we afraid of detonating the nuclear bomb inside if we just press this big thing?" Arthur took a deep breath.

"Don't worry," Ron patted him on the shoulder reassuringly: "You also said that it is a small nuclear bomb. Terrorists are crazy, but they are not fools. They will definitely hide it in the safest place. In addition, if If you have been to college, you must know that nuclear bombs will not be detonated under normal circumstances, and at most they will only be leaked."

"Understood." Arthur nodded and finally made up his mind to press the launch button. The reassembled launcher immediately shot out fireballs and attacked the villa.

"Waltremarefak!" The terrorist looked at the dense fireball and just had time to curse out a curse word before he was engulfed in the flames of the explosion.

"Boom" explosions were heard continuously, resounding throughout the villa, and twelve rockets blasted the originally gorgeous rococo style outside into an Afghan style in less than a minute.

As soon as the explosions stopped and the surviving terrorists had no time to calm down, they saw a car with a machine gun mounted outside the sunroof rushing towards them, spitting flames.

"Ta-ta-ta..." Arthur's machine gun instantly mopped up all the terrorists who were still standing. Just when the remaining terrorists had just found cover and planned to fight back when the car stopped, the car stopped unexpectedly. He didn't stop, like a sentinel on the grassland, circling the villa yard.

One after another, go around obstacles such as flower beds or pillars, and kill the terrorists hiding behind them one by one.

"Wow! This move is so exciting!" Arthur felt that every pore in his body was filled with the pleasure of this one-sided killing, and he couldn't help shouting: "BOSS, how did you come up with this move? ?”

"If you play chicken, you will also like this way of fighting."

"Chicken? What is that?"

"A Korean company I recently bought is preparing to produce a game. If you are interested, I can send you a test version."

The car drove around the yard three times, and the two men cleared away all the terrorists outside the house. Ron opened the door and said easily, while inside the villa, the terrorists who were thought to be surrounded by the convoy were huddled in the basement in panic all day long. Huddle together.

Beside them, there were bodies lying on the ground.

Of course, they couldn't have been killed by Ron's rockets, but they had just been killed by internal strife among themselves, and there were even corpses of the Fine agents among them.

It has to be said that Rena, who has a nuclear bomb, is nothing like her father. She has no potential to become a female gangster and is tricked by her intermediary.

The intermediary not only killed her men and stole the nuclear bomb, but also killed the buyer who came to buy the nuclear bomb. They came and took advantage of the situation. They not only took possession of the nuclear bomb, but also took away a large box of diamonds from the buyer.

"Bang! Bang!" There were two sudden gunshots. Ron and Arthur flashed out from behind the corridor at the same time. Each shot, killing the two remaining men of the intermediary.

"WOW~WOW~WOW~" Ron walked in with a mocking tone: "Isn't this the beautiful Miss Rena? Looking at this posture, I guess you must have been coerced by the unscrupulous traders, right? ? Believe me, you are an American citizen. No matter where you go, you will have a strong America to back you...as long as you pay enough money~"

"Then the question is, Miss Reina, it seems that you have paid taxes on the weapons transaction you are about to conduct?"

"I am not in the United States now, and I am not subject to American laws!" Rena didn't know where the courage came from, and she had the courage to shout at Ron.

"Really? Although U.S. law stipulates that citizens' overseas income must also be taxed according to the tax laws of their home country, but today I just opened the Internet and pretended that I didn't see it."

Ron's words almost made Arthur's jaw drop. When did the boss, who was so greedy for money that he still wanted to collect a transit tax even if Satan was new, change his gender?

Did he hear it correctly just now? Ron actually said he was being generous? Is there anything crazier than this in the world? No! Absolutely not!

"It's good to know!" Reina never thought that her casual words could be so powerful. She raised her chin proudly, picked up the nuclear bomb box and the diamond box on the ground and left.

But Ron kicked the agent who was still stunned: "What else are you looking at? Don't you want what she has?"

"I think...but..." The intermediary nodded numbly and looked at Ron and Arthur tangledly. If he hadn't been unable to defeat these two people and all his men were dead, he would have grabbed it himself.

Snapped!

Ron slapped the agent on the face: "But what? If you want it, why don't you rob it? Brother, please, you are the bad guy, okay? Robbery! You don't want me to teach you, do you?" "

The intermediary's eyes lit up, he pushed Reina down and snatched back the two boxes. Reina was so angry that she pointed at him with trembling fingers: "I am an American citizen, please help me!"

"Sorry, I just said that only those who have paid enough money are American citizens," Ron sneered: "And because you did not recharge in time, your citizenship rights have expired. When will you renew your taxes?" Only then will I serve you. As for now..."

Ron looked at the agent who was sneaking toward the door and suddenly raised his gun and fired. The agent fell to the ground.

"I never said I couldn't steal things from non-American citizens~"