The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 91

The two otaku boys immediately turned pale with fright.

"Should we call the police? Or run away before he finds us?" Rajesh covered his mouth in horror: "Ah! Do you think he will drag us all into the hotel to silence us.

I am a Hindu believer and must not be dismembered by a knife that has cut through beef! "

"Did you two forget something?" Ron was taken aback by Rajesh's nonsense, didn't you see that I was so old?
"What?" the two otaku asked with frightened little eyes.

"What is my occupation?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Howard clenched his fists as if he had won a treasure: "You are an IRS agent! If you call the police, they will come sooner. What are you waiting for? Call and call for support!"

"Quiet!" Ron tapped each of them on the head: "It's just a robbery, it's a small scene, I can take care of it in minutes, just for the safety of you two, especially don't hold me back , can you two wait over there first?"

"No problem." The two ran to hide behind the trash can on the opposite street without looking back. Their movements were so skillful that Ron wondered how many drills they had gone through to do this.

……

In the restaurant, Max, who didn't notice any danger at all, swaggered in front of the robbers. She thought he was just an ordinary guest.

"Hello, what can I do for you." After Max finished speaking, he couldn't help complaining about himself: "Wow~ This tone is so sincere that I'm about to cry."

"When you sit in my section, you will see the real me."

The white man's face showed no sign of being moved by her joke: "I have a question, do you want to live?"

"For today..." Max actually thought about it: "Is it all right?"

As God bears witness, Max really didn't think much about it. Working in this kind of place is like this kind of second-year middle school boy who runs around in a windbreaker in summer... Middle-aged, she doesn't know how many times she sees every day.

The left hand of the white man stuck in the coat held something hidden in the clothes and pointed it at Max. Judging from the shape, it should be a gun.

"Did you see this? Go ask everyone in the restaurant to put all the belongings in the bag into this bag. If you cooperate obediently, everyone will be safe."

The white man took out a black plastic bag from the other pocket with his right hand and handed it to Max.

"OK, OK," Max obviously has a lot of experience in dealing with this kind of thing: "but I don't know how much you can charge, because most of the customers here pay with coins or tomatoes from their own land."

The white man didn't speak, leaning his back against a wall nervously pointing a gun at suspicious disturbances in the house, and then beckoned Max to hurry up with a fierce look.

Max was the first to find Earl, and Earl used the ATM to withdraw money, but he still did not forget to comfort Max: "Max, I have experience in robbing and being robbed, and following his wishes is the best policy."

As he said, Earl put the banknotes in the ATM into a plastic bag. Ron, who was watching through the window, clearly saw that he hadn't taken it out from the beginning to the end after showing the robber the empty ATM drawer. penny.

He is really an experienced old Jianghu, and he can tell at a glance that this white man is a novice, and he doesn't know how to check one by one.

But when Max came to Caroline's side, something went wrong. Caroline exclaimed in a panic. Halfway through the scream, the robber stared back into her stomach.

"I can't believe that I just saved 2 yuan, and it was about to be snatched away." Caroline turned over the bag with tears: "Max, I can't die, even if I die, I can't die in this body." Of course you look good in the ugly uniform, but..."

In the middle of speaking, Caroline felt a rush of heat, and a strange look appeared on her face.

Max asked concerned: "Hey, did you have a heart attack?"

"I wet my pants..." Caroline was scared and embarrassed: "I didn't scare 'shit', I scared 'piss', and I couldn't stop at all."

"Stop it, stop it fast, clamp it, GIRL!"

The robber noticed the strange situation here and came over and pointed the gun at Caroline: "Get out from behind the counter!"

Caroline was almost crying in embarrassment: "Sorry, sir, I can't do it."

"why?"

"Because I was peeing." Caroline was extremely ashamed.

"Have you finished peeing yet?" Max was surprised.

Caroline nodded awkwardly.

"Girls get out of the way, let me deal with this bastard..." Oleg, a rare man, came out of the kitchen with a baseball bat and planned to fight the robbers desperately, but unfortunately, he was slipped by Caroline's urine halfway through. He fell down and passed out, not waking up.

"Get out now!" The robber felt insulted: "Otherwise I will..."

At this time, Ron finally walked around outside, and after confirming that there were no other accomplices, he opened the door and came in. Seeing Caroline's expression, he knew that he was still a step late.

"Stop!" Seeing a new person coming, the robber didn't worry that he didn't show any joy, on the contrary, he became even more nervous. If it wasn't for the smell of urine in the air, he even suspected that the bitch who just diapered her pants was lying.

But instead of listening to him, Ron took two steps forward without any sense of nervousness: "Don't be nervous my friends, what are you doing, are you playing house?"

"Stand there and don't move. If you move again, I will shoot!" The robber drew out his gun in a panic and pointed it at Ron.

"Hahaha," Ron laughed out loud as if he had heard the ridiculous joke: "Looking at the way you hold the gun, do you really know how to play with a gun? Do you think that you can play if you can fire it?"

"Don't come here!" Ron took another step forward, and the robber was forced by Ron's momentum, and even took a step back involuntarily. It looked like Ron was robbing and he was the victim.

"What a weak chicken~" Ron looked at the robber's ugly gun grip with disdain: "I also have a gun in my waist, do you want to make a bet with me? I bet I will shoot before your finger pulls the trigger." drop your gun?"

When the robber heard Ron claiming to have a gun, he immediately pulled the trigger: "Dead..."

"boom!"

"Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!" Caroline and Max screamed nervously and closed their eyes, unable to bear to see Ron's death.

But when the gunshots ended and he opened his eyes again, Ron was still standing there unharmed, while the robber half-kneeled on the ground clutching a bleeding hand.

Obviously, the extra scream just now was from him.

And Ron, with lightning speed, completed a series of actions of lifting clothes, drawing gun, aiming, and firing when the robber had just uttered the first word.

Now he is blowing the smoke that does not exist in the muzzle of the revolver, and using his fingers to rotate the gun a few times in the air and then insert it back into the holster. The whole action is like the most classic western movie.

(End of this chapter)