The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 460 Big Ivan and Going Home
The angels of the Charlie Detective Agency followed Sabina's tracking signal all the way to the quarry, and Ron, not only did not follow the past, but also took the famous Turkish barbecue with his men and took a Turkish bath, as if nothing happened Same, play till night.

"Boss, is it really okay if we don't need to help?" In the Turkish bath, Hank asked anxiously: "If they finish before us, will it affect the distribution of the prototype?"

Hank and Arthur, as Ron's earliest subordinates, can be said to be Ron's right-hand men
"Of course it has an impact, but it doesn't matter. According to our current cooperative relationship with Charlie's Detective Agency, if they succeed there, we will get at least one prototype anyway. For our little scientists, it is enough. Already, as for the belonging of that Elena, I don't think it matters at all."

"Let's not talk about the natural ability of a woman. She is more willing to stand with female compatriots. Even if I absorb her into my scientific research team, it will be of no use. She is just an engineer in charge of system development. To put it simply That said, it’s just a programmer, and those of you who have been dealing with guns may not know that this has no effect on equipment development.”

Well, senior programmers are of course useful and valuable, but Ron already has ready-made ones, such as Peggy and Finch. relationship, but Ron often outsourced the programming work that Sheldon and the others couldn't handle.

Especially Peggy, almost all the control procedures of Ron's power mecha were handled by her alone.

"Besides, I don't think it will be smooth sailing for them." Ron looked at the darkening sky, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth: "Their ghosts almost know her way of action. In other words, 'know the enemy, know the enemy, never let go of a hundred battles' I don't think they can win after losing the intelligence advantage."

On Ron's mobile phone, a red dot representing the old man Bosley was approaching the hotel where Charlie's Detective Agency temporarily stayed, and that place was not far from the Turkish bath where Ron and the others took a bath, and then...

"boom!"

With the loud explosion next door, even the water in the Turkish bath shook violently.

"Okay, now, it's time for us to act, guys, put on your clothes and go~" After finishing speaking, Ron was the first to wrap up in a bathrobe and go out, followed by Hank and Arthur.

If it wasn't for the wind of walking that lifted the bathrobe, exposing the hairy thighs and chest inside, the imposing manner is still quite mighty.

The outer wall of the hotel where the angels lived has been blown into ruins by bombs. In the ruins, Jane fainted in Sabina's arms, and even the old woman code-named Bosley was lying outside the hotel not far away, struggling sit up.

"Looks like you need help, girls~" Ron held out his hand to Sabina.

Sabina helplessly put Jane into Ron's arms, "Ron, John took Elena away, and Jane was seriously injured in protecting me. I really don't know what to do now."

"It's okay, leave everything to me," Ron said as he handed Jane to his subordinates behind him, but Hank and Arthur took a step back in fright at the same time, and Ron curled his lips in disdain: "Two old men who are afraid of his wife~"

There was no way, Ron could only carry Jane into the car, and let the other two angels into the car, the car started, and drove directly to an old warehouse in the suburbs.

Sabina looked at the dark warehouse in confusion and asked, "What did you bring us here for?"

"You know, I have an official political background in the United States, and you attacked Fleming in front of the prince today, no matter what you think, but in the eyes of outsiders, I have already bound you, so, in order to avoid trouble , our own weapons, or your weapons can't be used now, unless you want to go to a CIA prison for a while."

Ron turned on the light helplessly, and the warehouse was suddenly brightly lit. Beside the scattered stacks of steel pipes on the ground, there was a huge reactor and several large jars.

"Then what is this? You plan to let us fight John with the gun with the steel pipe?" Jane frowned. On the way here, she had already woken up.

"No, of course, if you have any special hobbies, pretend I didn't say it," Ron waved at Arthur Hank, and poured the salt water into the reactor first: "Remember how we used to do it? Let's start now, first put in 25 kilograms of white sugar."

Hank poured the weighed sugar into it, and Arthur stirred it immediately until the sugar was half-dissolved.

"What are you doing?" Sabina looked at Ron's operation and asked in a daze.

"Then, add another 65 kilograms of potash fertilizer," Ron said before turning around after ordering, "By the way, potash fertilizer is usually potassium nitrate, which can be used for many other purposes besides being used as fertilizer, such as making fireworks. I met you, how about I plan to have a few big firecrackers to celebrate?"

"You are so kind~" Sabina kissed, but the other two angels rolled their eyes in disbelief.

Ron ignored them, but waited until Arthur completely mixed the two things together, and waved at Hank again: "Finally, it's my newly adjusted formula, Hank, bring the aluminum powder, It’s the white jar, weigh ten kilograms for me and pour it in.”

As soon as Hank poured the aluminum powder in, a plume of white smoke came out of the reactor immediately. Ron glared at Arthur: "What are you waiting for? Hurry up!"

As he said that, he also took a stirring rod and stirred vigorously. Immediately, the contents of the reactor turned into a ball of warm, gray mud.

Ron patted with satisfaction, turned around and greeted a few angels: "Now, help stuff these things into those tubes, let's make some more, try to fill these tubes as much as possible, if you move quickly, I promise You can get in on the action before the second dance at the party."

The three angels picked up the tubes inexplicably, only to find that these tubes had been modified by Ron long ago, and the front end was filled with another kind of plasticine-like filling, in which various small steel balls, Small things like iron nails, the experienced Bosley suddenly realized.

"This is V's rocket! You are V!"

"I'm not! I don't! Don't talk nonsense! This is obviously Big Ivan!" Ron's conditioned reflex was a denial: "There are many people in the world who use this weapon, and I'm just one of them. Why should I say that?" I'm him? Don't talk so much nonsense, hurry up and work, how about I let you set off the first firecracker later?"

The villa in the north of Istanbul, where Block's internal press conference was held.

John sent Elena into a luxurious office: "Didn't you always want to talk to the boss about Crystal's safety in person? You will get the opportunity soon."

Elena was rescued by John in the name of an angel at the scene of the explosion just now, but the further she followed John, the more suspicious she became.

First, when she asked where the other two angels were, John talked about him and avoided talking.

Then when she asked about her promotion, John changed the subject, but fortunately she was also interested in the current topic.

"But now, Christo has been stolen, so I..."

In the middle of Elena's speech, there was a knock on the door. John gave him a silent gesture and went to open the door. However, what she didn't expect was that the tattooed man who had chased and killed her was outside the door. Male killer!
At this time, at this time, no matter how stupid Eileen was, she knew that the "Bosley" in front of her was not the same kind of Bosley as the Bosley she knew.

The tattooed man handed over a box, which contained the lost Krystal.

Elena yelled: "You betrayed them! You betrayed the angels!"

"Please, I don't work for Cha Nian Detective Agency anymore, I'm retired," the tattooed man pushed Elena into the seat, and John placed Christo in front of her: "Now I need you to tell me how to hack into the system Then change his highest authority to me."

"I will never touch it!" Elena turned her head, stubbornly refusing.

"Haha, do you think you still have a choice? It's so cute, you don't expect angels to save you, do you? I've already killed them..."

"Boom! Boom!"

Halfway through John's words, suddenly two violent explosions came from the front of the villa, and even the office was shaken along with it.

Alina raised her head triumphantly: "No, you didn't kill them, they are here!"

But here Elena made a small grammatical error, she said them as "she" instead of "he".

On the road outside the villa, two pickup trucks with strange racks welded on the roof were running towards the villa. Sabina stood behind the pickup truck and stuffed two large Ivan rockets modified from steel pipes into the thicker In the steel pipe, re-ignite the fire.

"Swoosh!" Two rockets shot towards the villa with long tail flames.

This time, one of the rockets just passed through the glass and detonated directly in the room of the villa. It was loaded with a large number of steel balls and broken iron nails, and did not explode in a confined space. Security guards with guns blasted to pieces.

"That's cool, I never knew missions could do this!" Sabina exclaimed excitedly as Ron loaded her bazooka barrel with a new Big Ivan.

"There is something even better, do you want to try it?"

The warhead that Ron just installed for her was painted black, which was obviously different from the others.

"Of course." Sabina was already addicted to the game, and she directly pulled the trigger.

Ron quickly put on the earphones for himself and Sabina. Hank and Arthur, who were driving below, had already put them on without Ron telling them, but Jane and Bosley had no time to notify them.

Or, Ron did it on purpose.

This time, as soon as the rocket flew into the villa, there was an astonishing piercing noise, like 1 women with long nails scratching the blackboard together, instantly piercing the eardrums of the bodyguards.

The people in the room covered their bleeding ears and fell to the ground. In an instant, all the combat power of John's men were almost destroyed.

Even in a luxury office with soundproof materials separated by several rooms, his life is not easy. Although the noise did not pierce his eardrums, it made him feel as if there was something buzzing in his ears all the time. , Even the direction was completely lost, I didn't know where I was and which direction to go, and it was accompanied by strong nausea.

Of course, the tattooed man on the other side was no better off.

"Can I go in now?" Sabina asked outside the villa door.

"No, I don't know how your Charlie Detective Agency teaches, but in my special operations team, in all operations, it is better to fire than to take a little risk."

"Jane, can you hear me?" Ron yelled at Jane who was rubbing her ears vigorously in another car. Although they were not in the center of the explosion, they were suddenly startled by the oversized shock bomb without any preparation. All of a sudden, the taste is not going anywhere.

Jane gave him an OK gesture.

"It's fine, just put on the black shock rockets now, and give them two more~" Ron waved his hand with a smirk, and the two special rockets that were the same as before pierced the night sky and fell into the villa.

This time, Ron specially asked them to adjust the angle and drop the rocket directly into the yard behind the villa at a huge elevation angle.

Bosley: "Is it okay now?"

"No, it's better to be on the safe side, two more rounds."

Two more rockets were launched into the air.

Bosley: "Is it okay now?"

"No, I think we should be more on the safe side."

……

It wasn't until Ron fired another six rockets that Bosley finally couldn't bear it anymore and stopped in front of Ron: "Stop! Stop! You can't shoot anymore! Anyone inside will be shocked to death! Elena Still inside."

"Okay, then let's call it a day~" Ron put down the reloaded rocket launcher with endless enthusiasm: "Now, ladies, take the weapons in your hands, and we will start to attack."

As he said that, Ron took the lead and sneaked into the villa under the cover of night, but he was disappointed in the result. There was no one in the whole villa who could stand up.

Even the bodyguards composed of veterans specially recruited by John were lying on the ground with bleeding ears and foaming at the mouth. They found John, the tattooed man and the unconscious AI in the luxurious office with almost no effort. Lina.

"Meet you again, old bastard! This is for you!" Bosley kicked John between his legs and crushed him with the heel of his high-heeled shoes, causing the three men present to feel pain.

Jane followed suit and kicked hard in the middle of the tattooed man's leg.

"Boss, why do these angels like kicking the crotch so much? The meanest gangsters on the street rarely use this trick." Hank puzzled.

"Because this is the most effective way for women to deal with men," Bosley replied coldly, throwing a box to Ron: "Here, Crystal is all in it."

(End of this chapter)