The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 66 Closing
"He's upstairs, he's down, kill him!" Veron's bandits spotted the figure on the roof, just turned the wheel to point at this side, and before they had time to shoot, they were shot by Ron with a string of bullets. The sieve fell sideways on the ground.

However, they pointed out the direction for the companions behind them. The two gangsters put their rifles on the window and just wanted to give back to Ron. Ron had almost just landed, so based on his experience, he didn't even look, and pointed at the door and the window sill. A long burst.

Once again, the two people in the room were crushed and couldn't lift their heads, and they were beaten to doubt their lives.

Four people, four rifles, were suppressed to death by one person with a pistol. Who would believe it if they hadn't experienced this personally?

Don't be fooled by all kinds of gunfight movies, thinking that there is no difference between pistols and rifles except for the size. This difference is huge, except for the power of the ammunition.

The rate of fire and shooting accuracy are much worse!
Take the AK47 rifle, which is the favorite of gangsters and gangsters, as an example.

That's all, without counting the difference in bullet power!

But Ron was suppressed. In addition to his proficiency in marksmanship, the unregistered odd-shaped black gun that Yuri left behind was also one of the important reasons.

Beretta M93R, read as a pistol, written as a submachine gun, in fully automatic mode, three-point shooting monsters with 1100 rounds per minute, and 20 rounds of magazines easily, which made Ron, who is used to five or six rounds, can't help but feel big in his heart Excited.

Is this what it feels like to open unlimited bullets?
Don't blame Ron for being ignorant. Since the first day he touched a gun, he has been dealing with all kinds of revolvers under the education of old man Jack. He has always focused on accurate shooting.

And no matter how fast the fire rate of the pistol is, it is the same. This is the first time he has used a pistol with such a fast fire rate. The fire rate has caught up with the submachine gun.

But it's cool, the record is a bit sloppy, except for the second fool who sent Ron to stand up to output and was beaten into a sieve at the beginning, all of Ron's bullets fell through.

"Tch, it doesn't seem to be that useful." After facing up to the results of the battle, Ron began to miss his revolver with the bonus of the "sharpshooter" feature.

"Tattoo..."

Taking advantage of the time when Ron's magazine was empty, the people in the room fired a series of bullets from the muzzle, but it was accurate~
Ron didn't even bother to dodge for a moment. With a mocking smile on his face, he opened his hands towards the room. The bullets pierced through Ron's ears, but none of them hit his body. Ron stood upright at the room. Raise a middle finger: "Garbage!"

If you think about it, you know, how high is the combat effectiveness of gangsters who follow a non-combatant boss like Wei Long?At most, they just look a little bluffing, they are not even as good as the Korean gangsters that Ron beat.

At least they did it with one shot and one shot.

Ron pulled a gas bomb towards the window and threw it in. The smoke house immediately filled the entire space of the room with a "chuck", and it was obviously impossible for the gangsters to prepare such equipment as a gas mask in advance.

"Ahem! We surrender! Don't shoot!" The gangsters rushed out of the house coughing immediately, and Ron had already had time to change the magazines.

Not to mention that Ron was performing a secret mission, even in normal times he didn't have the habit of keeping alive.

Ron raised his pistol under the horrified eyes of the gangsters: "Sorry, I don't accept surrender, goodbye, gentlemen!"

"Bang, bang, bang!" Three shots were fired, and three unconscious bodies fell to the ground.

"It's finally done. Tonight's night is really long~" Ron counted the results. In the end, he killed four people in the room, and in the left and right rooms, he killed three people with grenades each, adding up to exactly ten people. , which matches the data in the intelligence.

And until the battle was over, the houses around the slum seemed to be dead asleep, and there was no sound.

"It's really a group of selfish people~" Ron muttered, but he didn't feel any dissatisfaction, but was very happy: "Next is the part of unpacking the blind box, let us witness this miraculous moment together~"

Ron drove the car to the door of the house like a drama actor at the end of the curtain, thanked the surroundings, then gave a gentleman's salute gracefully, turned and got into the house.

When turning around, there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth. Unlike the silence just now, Ron clearly heard the restlessness from the surrounding rooms.

I'm not afraid of you snatching it, but I'm afraid you won't move~ You are all so obedient, who am I going to blame for this?
After a while, Ron came out with two big bags of money.

Why do you say that everyone knows that there is money in the bag?Of course, it was because the zipper of the bag was not pulled, and the green dollars flashed under the streetlights that had been hit by Ron with a grenade.

Like a naked supermodel hiding in front of a pervert who has just been released after ten years of imprisonment, Ron felt that the eyes protruding from the window sills of each room in the slums were glowing green!

If it wasn't for the concern that he just single-handedly overthrew the entire Veron gang, someone would have come out to snatch it.

"A bunch of crooks!" Ron sneered in his heart, and threw the money on the car carelessly like this, without even closing the door, turned around and entered the house again, and came out with two big bags of money!
This cycle repeated three times, and everyone watched as Ron took out a full six bags of banknotes from the house, and all of them were a hundred dollars.

The green piece of paper is so crazy that the eyes in each window evolve from green to red, as if they are going to choose someone to eat at the next moment, and everything is short of the last thread that breaks the rationality.

Ron decided to add fuel to the fire, and in front of everyone, he took a bag full of money out of the car, threw it back in the house, and spilled another bag into the sky.

The green dollars turned into a rain of banknotes and fell from the sky. The local turtles in the slums, who had never seen such a battle, immediately exclaimed "Oh" at the same time.

But still no one dared to come out of the house.

"To tell you the truth, I feel sorry for you guys. The money is here now. If you want to get rich, go get it~" Ron yelled at the slums, got into the car and took his four The big bag of money swaggered away.

And right after his car left, there was a loud sound of footsteps in the slums, everyone came out of the house, and rushed towards the last room like crazy, intending to snatch the alluring little one before everyone else cuties.

Immediately, the race turned into boxing, and then boxing turned into indiscriminate fighting. Finally, whoever fired the first shot turned the small slum into a bloody battlefield.

And Ron's car stopped after driving a short distance. Looking at the tragic battle in the distance, for some reason, he suddenly remembered the words of an oriental philosopher.

"The brave are angry and draw their blades towards the stronger; the cowardly are angry, but draw their blades towards the weaker."

(End of this chapter)