The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 529 The hospital is ambiguous
Uptown Fxxk is a single released by Brother Mars in 2014. It has dominated the Billboard charts for a long time. In the United States, it can be said that everyone knows it. A bit of an impression, but not necessarily for an extremist terrorist who hates America to the core.

Ron deliberately chose this song as a cipher, because the UPTOWN in the chorus sounds like UPDOWN, which is a homonym for the American version.

Therefore, as soon as the Americans heard Ron sing, they understood what he meant. When Ron sang the chorus, they immediately fell down neatly, leaving only the terrorist and the president standing alone.

The current president is a black man, standing in stark contrast with the yellow terrorists, and it is almost impossible for Ron to shoot the wrong shot.

"How is it? Do you feel better? Bastard!" Hobbs asked Ron, who was lying on the hospital bed, indignantly.

When Ron shot the last time yesterday, the terrorist also shot Ron at the last moment. Ron's bullet hit the terrorist's head, and the terrorist died on the spot, while the terrorist hit Ron in the abdomen.

Although the bullet was blocked by the body armor, the huge impact still caused Ron to fall backwards heavily.

And this scene happened to be captured by a reporter who rushed in without fear of death, so the news that the lonely hero Ron died with the terrorists hit the United States in an instant.

Before Ron could stand up and say he was fine, he was surrounded by the surrounding soldiers and rushed him to the hospital. Ron, who was lying on the stretcher, had an idea, pretended to be injured, and sent the tragic hero to the hospital. Marketing to the max.

"Please, what's that little injury?" Ron rolled his eyes angrily: "If you don't come to see me, it might be better now."

"Hehe, that's not necessarily true. If there are more of the ones I just came in, maybe you will be weaker when you come out of the hospital." Hobbs sneered.

"What are you talking about? Why can't I understand?" Ron said pretending to be confused.

"I'm talking about the female nurse who just left your ward at the door! Don't tell me that the thing in the corner of her mouth is milk, hell! You will die on a woman sooner or later."

Hobbs' tone sounded like he was angry, but as he got closer, Ron could hear the sour smell of lemons: "Thank you for your concern, but how can I hear a sense of envy from your tone?"

"The devil will envy you!" Hobbs blushed and shouted, but Ron didn't speak, just stared at him quietly. After a while, Hobbs was defeated: "Well, I really envy you Oh, I didn't expect you to be able to find a nurse easily even in a hospital, and I didn't get one when I was in the hospital before."

"It's not a nurse, it's just a friend of mine. She thought maybe I would like nurse uniforms." Ron recollected Hope's madness just now, and the more he looked at Hobbs, the more he found it annoying: "I guess you didn't want to come to the hospital Just gossip about my life in the hospital, in that case, you might as well go home and play two short movies, tell me, what happened again?"

Hobbs looked straight: "There is indeed something wrong, Ron, Anonymous is missing, and no one can contact him now."

"Isn't that guy missing often? I thought you were used to it." Ron said as usual.

"No, it's different this time. He didn't leave any clues, and he didn't have any mission reports, which is unreasonable. Besides," Hobbs shook his head, carefully glanced at the door, and then slowly opened his mouth after making sure that no one was there. Said: "Do you remember Mike? It's the number one expert in the Secret Service?"

"Why don't you remember, this time, if Mike was here, it wouldn't be so troublesome. He would definitely not be unsure of what to do. At most, it would be a little more tragic than what I am now."

"Mike was reassigned, removed from the Secret Service, and now he's a member of your IRS," Hobbs whispered. "I seriously doubt that someone is going to do something against the President."

"Who else have you told this to?" Ron suddenly sat up from the hospital bed and asked vigilantly.

"No, I just told you."

"That's good." Ron breathed a sigh of relief, and said seriously, "If you still want to live a good life, don't tell anyone about this, and stop here with me."

"I see." Hobbs was taken aback by Ron's serious look, and quickly agreed, but quickly realized: "Wait, why do I have to listen to you?!"

"Not listening to me, but listening to the current situation." Ron sighed: "Hobbs, we are good friends who have known each other since the battlefield. This time the situation is far more special than you imagined. Use your brain to think carefully." When you think about it, how can those second-rate guys have the ability to break through Washington's air defense system and invade the White House?"

"If the White House was so easy to invade, we would be part of the Soviet Union by now~"

Hobbs only looks simple and honest on the surface, but he is not stupid at all. None of the people who can sit firmly at the top of the three major intelligence agencies is a real fool, and he immediately figured out the key points.

"You mean to say..."

The expression on Hobbs' face became more and more horrified, and Ron nodded: "Yes, what I mean is that people in the Pentagon are likely to be involved in this series of attacks on the president. As for the reason... I guess it should be Do you want to support a new president who is willing to give more military spending or arms orders?"

This reason was what Ron guessed at the beginning, but after having a deep chat with Anonymous on the night of the White House incident, he changed his mind.

After being reminded by Anonymous, he only noticed one thing, that is, since the founding of the United States, even though Jewish capital has almost controlled the entire American economy, the position of president has always been held by Onsa people, and there has never been a Jewish president .

And behind these arms dealers who are doing things behind the scenes this time, without exception, there are shadows of Jewish consortiums.

Finally, this nation is not willing to continue to stay behind the scenes, but is it going to come to the front of the stage?No wonder there are such outrageous proposals as "purge days".

How can the Jewish consortium come to the front if the Ansa people or other races are not allowed to die more?

But these questions need not be said to Hobbs.

"Ron, how are you? I heard you were injured!" Two figures rushed in at the door of the ward, and they were Caroline and Max.

"Of course, the bullet hit me in the abdomen, and I fainted at that time. Come on, let me show you my wounds." Ron rolled his eyes to the big man who had been sitting next to him and said, "Hobb Si, can you help me buy a cup of coffee? It's better to go farther away, and it doesn't matter if you don't have to come back in such a hurry. "

(End of this chapter)