Daily life of an American TV drama agent

"Is that the couple's house? It looks pretty good. It seems that they have managed their marriage very carefully, even though they are using two completely false identities as killers."

In the end, Ron failed to find a place to drink, but was pulled by Gizelle to monitor the "loving" couple.

Of course, I had to go to Disneyland first before coming. Things that Carl wasn’t interested in might not necessarily be something that Gizelle wasn’t interested in either. Although in most people’s eyes, Gizelle was more like an emotionally cold female killer, but In fact, he is surprisingly childlike.

It's already the second day.

Several other combatants were also pulled over by Ron and hid in another rented house nearby. Because according to Ron's speculation, the killer organization's pursuit will come tonight.

"Actually, both of their registered marriage identities are true. It's just that Mrs. Smith was an orphan adopted by a killer company since she was a child, so her parents hired extras. Her father also guest-starred in the movie "Fantasy Island."

"Okay, then I guess Mr. Smith must have been surprised when he saw his father-in-law appear in the movie." Ron put his arm around Gizelle's waist from behind and approached the telescope: "How long until they come back?"

Yoshizawa leaned over and checked the situation on the tracker: "They are on their way back and will arrive soon. In the morning, my wife thought she had killed her husband in the elevator, but she did not expect that her husband would appear again fine." In front of her."

"So, is she sad or happy?" Ron was also a little unsure about Mrs. Smith's mood.

"Boom!" As he was talking, two cars drove towards the parking lot of the house at the same time. But just as they were about to enter, one of the cars suddenly made a mistake and knocked the other car aside, took priority, and then rushed forward without stopping. When I got to the door, a hot woman got out of the car.

"Look, that's Mrs. Smith. I thought Mr. Smith would come back for a while." Gizelle said.

Ron looked at the lady who quickly set up two guns and started patrolling the house, and said playfully: "In other words, do you think Mr. Smith will win in this war between husband and wife?"

"Of course, in the world of killers, men's physical advantage can give Cang all the advantages. Do you want to take a gamble?"

"A gamble? How?"

"I bet that Mr. Smith will win. If I win, how about you take back the ring you gave out?"

Even though Gizelle spoke in such a calm tone, Ron could still hear a hint of jealousy in her words.

I thought you didn’t care, but it turns out you’re jealous too~

Ron curled his lips secretly: "What if I win?"

"Do you want Madam to win?" As he was speaking, fire flashed in the room, and a shootout between the couple began. Mrs. Smith fired preemptively with a submachine gun in one hand and a shotgun in the other. Even Gizelle began to waver in her original idea.

"Can I change my custody now?"

"Of course." Ron agreed nonchalantly: "Anyway, I'll bet on them being a draw."

"A tie?" Gizelle said in surprise: "Don't you know that the killer's code clearly stipulates that if you accidentally fall in love or get married with someone from the other company, you must kill the other person as soon as possible, otherwise you will be eliminated by your own company Drop it?"

"Of course I know, so what?" Ron picked up the M32 grenade launcher from the ground and opened the magazine. Six grenades were loaded and ready to be fired: "There is always something more powerful than those cold codes. Many, such as love. It is these beautiful emotions that distinguish humans from animals."

"Is it really that profound?" Gizelle looked at Ron differently.

"Of course, it can also be said that we are husband and wife anyway, and nothing can dissolve hatred better than a quickie. If so, then let's have another one."

As if to prove Ron's words, the sound of fighting on the opposite side slowly disappeared, replaced by various sounds of um um ah ah ah in the bug.

Gizelle couldn't help but look at Ron with admiration. You can guess this. It's amazing, right? She had just been thinking about how one of the couple would die.

At this time, Gizelle was still lying on her stomach looking at the computer. Her bent waist outlined sexy lines. With her adoring eyes, she looked extremely alluring. With the voice on the bug...

If it were at other times, Ron would have immediately picked up his gun and mounted his horse, but not today. If Ron's memory was correct, a big battle was coming soon, and Ron had to be fully prepared.

There is no way, mainly because he takes a long time.

The gasping in the room gradually stopped, and five unidentified cars quietly gathered around outside the house, and groups of heavily armed personnel stepped out of the cars.

"BOSS, if you find a suspicious target, will you start attacking?" Hank's voice came from the intercom.

"No, wait a minute." Ron looked outside and saw about thirty armed men in five cars. It wasn't too many. They were very skilled in tactical movements. At first glance, they looked like people who had experienced battles for a long time.

"If you want to win people's hearts, the best way is to give them timely help. We can wait a moment." Ron said, "Also, by the way, let's see if they have the strength to be recruited by us."

"If it's just something that can't even solve this level of pursuit, I don't think it can provide any reliable help to our team. Don't forget, our main goal is to collect taxes from these two companies and ensure that there are survivors. Let’s track that first goal.”

Ron wasn't some kind of holy lady who came just to save this couple, he always knew what he was going to do.

The besieging killers did not choose to invade the house immediately, but first threw a few smoke bombs into the house to clear the way. The couple who had just finished their passion and were lying on the floor to rest quickly got up and ran to the storage room.

There were weapons hidden by Mr. Smith, but when they found the weapons and prepared to confront the killer, the door of the storage room opened and a crawler robot holding a grenade came in.

Mr. Smith quickly kicked the grenade away, but he didn't want to hit the oil drum: "FXXK! Oops, run!"

The couple hurriedly ran out of another exit.

"Quick! Quick! Quick! They are here!" The killers were overjoyed and immediately turned their guns around, but before they could fire, the grenade in the basement exploded.

By the way, the gasoline stored nearby exploded.

"boom!"

The entire house was lifted into the sky by a huge explosion, and the air wave knocked everyone down. The killer who had already rushed into the house was blown to pieces.

"Oh my God, these two people are really willing to give up such a beautiful house~" Ron twitched the corner of his mouth.

A house like this would cost at least US$500,000 in Anaheim, and just like that, it was all gone.