The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 57 The scene of the accident
"If it is a large-caliber artillery, it is indeed inconvenient to carry, but if it is a high-performance weapon with a moderate caliber, high-explosive projectiles, easy to carry, and a certain aiming ability, I believe no one can refuse."

Ron's tone was like a depraved demon, and Hank's expression was no longer as firm as before. He even imagined the scene Ron described, and when he looked at the VSS in his hand, there was a trace of disgust.

"But, does the weapon you mentioned really exist?" Hank asked with some expectation.

"Of course! Now please allow me to grandly introduce to you a weapon from the other side of the ocean with mysterious oriental power, the LG-5 40mm sniper grenade launcher."

Ron unconsciously used the salesman tone he learned from Yuri Orlov: "It is produced by North Industries, with a maximum range of 2200 meters, an accurate shooting distance of 1000 meters, and a total weight of 25 kilograms. The drum feeds the bombs, With a maximum capacity of 15 rounds, trust me, this is what a real sniper should use."

"But such a sniper rifle... Ah no, I mean, will the grenade launcher be very expensive, can our funds afford it?" Hank is worthy of being a good employee, always thinking about the boss's wallet.

And Ron finally let out a smirk in his heart, and saw: "Of course it's expensive, but for my dear subordinates, I'm willing to grit my teeth and buy it from an arms dealer, but in this case, your bonus may be less It will be less than a billion points, you don't mind?"

This is the country of the United States and the capitalist world. As a quasi-capitalist, what kind of capitalist is he if he can’t squeeze his employees!

"Of course I don't mind! As long as I can have it, I'd rather pay less bonuses for three months!" Hank said quickly, for fear that Ron would not buy it after talking.

There is no harm without comparison. It turned out that he might think that a sniper rifle that can fire continuously like a submachine gun and has a small recoil is very useful, but now that he has the weapon Ron described, his heart is scratched like a cat. Same, unbearably itchy.

"One month's bonus is enough, don't worry, I promise you can see it tomorrow." Ron promised.

One month less bonus was given to Hank, and it was the month with the most performance bonus, and then he could buy it at a discounted price based on his good relationship with Olof, saving at least five thousand dollars in expenses inside and out.

It's a pity that I don't know what office equipment Andy particularly wants. Ron hasn't figured out how to persuade him to give up the bonus, otherwise, he can save a lot of money.

Ron once again praised him for his meticulous planning, but it's a pity that Toretto is no longer in Los Angeles, otherwise he can help modify a few cars.

Day 41 without Toretto, miss him, still miss him.

After sending Hank home, Ron didn't go home, but drove to Beverly Hills, going to Mr. Taoxi's house to pick up his mother who was a guest and the big Mike adopted by Mr. Taoxi.

Originally, Ron was planning to send Mike to his father in Texas for a trial training, but since his mother was going back and expressed her deep love for Mike on the phone, Ron was happy to relax.

However, when driving to Rodeo Drive, there was a car accident at the intersection ahead. A cargo truck almost hit the side of the pickup truck and deformed it. The police quickly intervened and blocked part of the road, causing congestion.

"Hey, buddy, it's our own!" Ron raised the cordon to show his ID to the police and said, "What's going on inside?"

"Hello, sir!" The policeman saluted Ron respectfully, "You may not believe it, a tall man who is almost two meters tall, who is obviously older than my father, is actually a man who just got his driver's license A high school student, it was his car that had the accident.

Speaking of which, this guy is really powerful enough to protect the little white boy on the co-pilot in such a critical situation. Can you believe that the boy was not injured at all?Sir, there is no injury at all! "

The policeman said in an unbelievable tone, the more Ron heard, the more familiar he was, a big black high school student who looked older than his father?There is also a combination of a white boy, can't it be such a coincidence?

"May I go and see them? I guess they may be my acquaintances."

"Of course, they're over there, sir." The police pointed Ron indifferently, and saw SJ talking to the nurse next to the ambulance. Based on Ron's understanding of this little devil, there is a high probability that he was in boast.

On the steps not far away, where SJ couldn't see, the big Mike was crying with his head in his arms, shaking his head and refusing the doctor's treatment, and the beautiful female doctor was helpless.

This is really a kind child, no wonder the Tao Xi couple are willing to adopt him, Ron shook his head and walked towards the bloody SJ.

"Hey, little one, I wanted to ask if you're okay, but you seem to be in good health?" Ron was a little puzzled, obviously the police said that the white boy was not injured.

"Of course, do you think blood will flow from my clothes?" SJ proudly lifted up his clothes, showing Ron's abdomen without the slightest wound.

"I thought you were about to die, okay, you talk to the nurse first, I'll go and see Mike." Ron comforted, turned and left.

Immediately after Ron left, the nurse lady inquired about the relationship and contact information between Ron and SJ, and SJ muttered dissatisfiedly: "I'm handsome too, okay? Don't you really consider being my girlfriend? I can." Give you half of my candy."

"Haha~" The nurse laughed wildly, lowered her head and kissed SJ on the forehead: "Maybe I will think about it when you grow up, but you are too young now."

"Why don't you let me try," Ron suggested to the female doctor, "Hey, Mike, look up at me, do you remember who I am?"

"I remember you. You are the child of Mr. Tao Xi's friend. Anne said that your family is a good person." Mike looked up at Ron with a face full of tears: "It's all my fault! I'm sorry! I'm really sorry ! I didn't protect SJ well..."

The big Mike started to cry again as he spoke, blaming himself very much.

"Hey! Listen to me!" Ron used a stern tone, and Mike temporarily stopped crying: "You've done a good job, SJ didn't get hurt in any way, you're almost a good brother, You know? But do you know what you're short of?"

Attracted by Ron's words, Mike shook his head.

"You haven't become a good role model yet! A good older brother should be a role model for younger brothers, and I haven't heard of any role model who can let his blood flow like you are now. You want SJ to learn from you now Does it look like?"

Mike kept silent, shook his head again, and the female doctor stepped forward. These Mikes finally calmed down and did not refuse treatment again.

(End of this chapter)