The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 51 Omaha XX
"My name is Jesse McCree. I have the E skill flashbang and the big move 'Sharpshooter', which can instantly kill enemies with less than 30% HP in sight." Ron took a step back and calmly took the woman's hand away.

"Skill? Big move? Is this a special way to strike up a conversation? I..." Christine took another step, and Ron closed the door before he could finish speaking.

Ron outside the door was at a loss. Ron knew very well about women's love for him. He didn't think he was a gentleman, and he couldn't sit still.

But even if he is an LSP, he is also an aesthetic LSP. A man's physical strength is also very precious. He can't keep his mouth on a prey that is not as good as it is. Ron decisively chose to push the door of Sheldon's apartment.

Inside, Howard is showing off the "smart" voice capabilities of his latest phone: "Look, this one's super cool, call Leonard Hofstadter."

Cell phone voice: "Do you need to call Helen Boxleitner?"

Howard couldn't hang on his face, he connected the smart button again, and said into the microphone in the most correct English: "No, no, no, it's calling Leonard Hofstad."

Cell phone voice: "Do you need to call Tambor Bathside?"

"Let me try," Leonard took the phone over: "Call McFloro McFrooney Lu Gulu Gulu..."

Leonard slurred a name he made up, but something miraculous happened. This time, the phone recognized it: "Calling Rajesh Kusapari."

Rajesh: cue what am I doing?
The next second, his mobile phone rang, and Rajesh took out the mobile phone to look at it, and it was from Howard's mobile phone: "It's really high-tech, but there is a little bit of racial discrimination.

"Have you ridiculed the mentally retarded technology enough? Can we start playing halo? It should have started at eight o'clock, and it's already 8:06." Sheldon complained dissatisfiedly to several companions.

"Start now."

Shelton sat back on the special seat on the sofa with satisfaction: "We must first figure out how we should make up for the lost 6 minutes, cut down the game time, toilet time or meal time?"

And Ron just pushed the door in at this time: "Or you can adopt a knockout system. After each round, let the person with the lowest score rest to do those chores. I am willing to be a substitute."

Fighting and killing for a day, playing a game to decompress should be a good choice, not to mention that as a poor PC player in the previous life, even the games on STEAM were only dared to buy at a discount. I know whether it is fragrant or not.

"No! Ron." Sheldon hates all behaviors that break the tradition: "This is a complex combat simulation game, which has very high requirements for players. You have to learn countless weapons, vehicles, strategies and tactics, not to mention complex battle simulation games. story background……"

Eyes Sheldon talked endlessly, and Ron finally interrupted unbearably: "Sheldon, what do you think my job is? I also bombed a laundry in this city with rockets this morning."

Shelton immediately retorted: "Impossible! The use of heavy firepower equipment is prohibited in the city!"

"You can take your mobile phone and search for the latest news now."

Ron pointed to Sheldon's mobile phone on the table, and of course Sheldon did it right away, and then Ron was finally satisfied with a shocked expression pack from Sheldon: "Okay, you won, but You can't play right away, you have to start as a substitute."

Ron nodded indifferently. Anyway, he didn't know how to play games very much. He just happened to learn it off the court. The five of them were seated one by one and were about to start, but the door was pushed open again.

After Ron had just opened the door with the key, there was no lock, and Sheldon finally ran away: "What the hell?"

It was Petunia who came in this time: "Sorry Ron, I didn't notice her harassing you in the bedroom just now, hey~ can I stay here for a while?"

Just as Ron shook his head in time to express his indifference, Leonard immediately licked the dog and possessed him: "Of course, what's wrong with you?"

"There was a girl, Kristen, my old acquaintance in Nebraska, because she told me she was going to come to California when she called me, and she actually ran over and wanted to live with me."

Howard looked at Ron enviously: "Living under the same roof with two beauties, I really envy you, my buddy~"

"If you promise your mother won't keep me in your house by Jewish means, I'd be happy to trade it with you." Ron shrugged.

Sheldon pointed to the time on the watch angrily to remind everyone: "It's already 8:08!"

Leonard immediately made a silent gesture and continued to listen to Penny, who continued to complain endlessly: "Since she came here today, she has been babbling in my room. She slept in Omar men, which is pretty much all the men in Omaha.

She also washes the most fucking underwear imaginable in my bathroom! "

And Howard crawled over from the sofa like a hungry wolf as early as when Penny started to speak, listening hard, not forgetting every detail.

Ron lay down helplessly on the sofa and asked Rajesh: "So, you still haven't dealt with the tattooed girl in the bar last time, have you?"

Rajesh shook his head first, then nodded, seeing that Ron still didn't understand, he whispered into Ron's ear: "It was going well at first, but Howard ended too quickly, and I haven't had time to play..."

Ron rolled his eyes. Is this a typical culinary and playful thing?I really don't know how he will conquer Bernadette in the future, she is a gymnastics goddess who has mastered countless postures.

Shelton slammed the game controller helplessly: "I'm sorry for my outburst just now. There are folk tales of Omaha horse fleas that can be recited. Who wants to play Halo?"

Leonard said in a rounded manner against his will: "I don't think she is a horse flea."

"No, she's definitely a horse flea. She doesn't have any principles at all. Once we were..." Petunia stopped suddenly in the middle of speaking: "Wait, where did Howard go?"

"Good evening, miss, I know you're new~" Next door, Ron and Penny's apartment came from Howard's flirtatious voice, and Ron felt nauseous.

This kid is really not picky, but thinking about the 300-pound Lily last time, Ron was relieved. At least this is still a normal body shape, and Howard doesn't need to press the "F" key.

But in this way, I can't live in my apartment today. It's a very real question, where to sleep at night is in front of Ron. Although he is a brother, Sheldon will definitely not be willing to share his bed.

(End of this chapter)