Daily life of an American TV drama agent

Although Ron could call all the shots in Los Angeles, the Department of Defense's orders still had to be obeyed. Because it was related to national security, he still took the task.

However, when he came to the designated place and saw the discarded toys at the door of the house, his intuition told him that something was not good. He felt as if he had been tricked by Hobbes.

"Two days ago, Brigadier General Tucker called me. He said that Professor Bu's widow told him that the murderer of his husband thought that the thing was still hidden in her house. We are not sure whether it is true, but we found that the teacher was congested. There is a safe in a Swiss bank, and I am responsible for sending her to get the contents of the safe back."

Hobbes was still chattering on the phone, but Ron was extremely confused: "I hope that is the weapon information you are looking for. Can I ask what my specific mission is?"

"Anyway, when we go to Switzerland, someone must go to her home to protect her children. This is your task. In addition, when you go to her home, you can also look for weapons information."

"Wait! We can change, I'll go to Switzerland, you come to Los Angeles!" Ron knocked on the door, looking past the girl who opened the door and the four pairs of eyes of different heights behind her, two girls, two boys, he immediately Understand what kind of job this will be.

Well, there are five, and there is one who is too young and is held in the arms of a slightly older boy. From visual inspection, he should be at the age of breastfeeding.

How do you know Ron?

Because the little guy was staring at Ron's pecs and slurping his mouth. When he passed the door, it was time for the automatic watering machine to water the lawn, and Ron got soaked all over.

"Sorry, the plane is leaving soon. I have to put my phone into airplane mode. We'll chat when I get to Switzerland... beep..." The cunning Hobbes didn't wait for Ron to say anything else and hung up the phone decisively.

By the time Ron called again, the phone over there had been turned off.

"Wow~ Are you the new nanny hired by the government for us? I'm Zoe, those are Seth, Lulu and Peter, and the one in my arms is Taylor." The eldest sister has already put her hand on her little brother Kai Ji The hard feeling on the pectoralis major that had been there for a long time made her eyes filled with peach blossoms, and she even squeezed it gently.

"It's a bodyguard. Thank you, miss. You've held your hand for a long time. Can you take it away?" Ron replied angrily as he walked into the door. The two youngest guys had already returned under the leadership of his brother. When he got to the bedroom upstairs, only the eldest sister was left with him.

"My mother never told me that the person who came to protect us would be a handsome guy. I thought that people in the army were all muscular guys with abstract looks. I never thought that there would be someone as handsome as you. You look even more handsome." More like a movie star than a GI Joe.”

"Thank you for your compliment," Ron sat helplessly at the edge of the table and said with some resentment: "But he was really an abstract-looking muscular guy who was supposed to be here to take care of you... FUCK... what is this?! "

Ron was mid-sentence when he suddenly felt a gust of wind coming from his ears. His eyes quickly reached out and he picked up a duck by its neck.

"This is a duck, my family's pet. Sorry, it always thought it was a guard dog."

"Of course I know it's a duck, but I'm just curious why someone would keep a duck as a pet, or a Muscovy duck." Ron poked the duck's belly with his finger. It was bulging and very fat: "Not bad, this amount of meat. It’s almost ready to eat.”

"That's not okay. That's Lulu's favorite pet. If she finds out it's missing, she will definitely cry aloud."

"Why is she missing? It's just another form of keeping her company forever." Ron recalled the appearance of the little girl who just went upstairs. She was just as cute as Missy when she was a child.

If such a cute little girl hugged his leg and cried, even Ron would be in trouble, right?

"Go ahead~ Keep your eyes brighter next time, and don't mess with people you can't afford to mess with anymore, or I'll make you into a roast duck."

There was no other way, Ron could only reluctantly let go of the duck.

"You are such a lovely person. You haven't told me yet, what is your name?" The older girl pouted dissatisfiedly.

"Ron, Ron Lee Cooper, he is not a special force, but an agent. If you don't mind, can I stop by your house first?" Ron pointed to his suitcase: "I need to seriously consider your family's defense plan."

"Defense plan?" The girl was stunned by Ron's words: "Do you think this is a war?"

"Of course. Otherwise, why do you think the government would send me to protect you? Or who do you think are targeting you? Do the slums only know drug dealing and rapping gangsters?" Ron's expression became serious:

"No, those who are targeting you are internationally renowned terrorists! Super soldiers who can kill an entire SEAL team without warning! In fact, I can say that they are more powerful than the villains you have seen in any movie. Many, because the villains in the movie are eventually killed by the righteous SEALs, but this time, they killed the SEALs."

Ron kept emphasizing the word SEALs because he had also trained in that force and knew how powerful they were. Although the SEALs' combat effectiveness had become increasingly limited over the years, they were still an advanced force. of special forces.

According to Hobbes's later recollection, he deployed a team of five people on the shore to pick up himself and the professor, but the team did not send any signals or hear any gunshots, and just disappeared.

Judging from the on-site reports obtained later, all the fatal injuries suffered by his lovely men were stab wounds on the neck. According to the wound analysis, it should be a wound caused by a Japanese samurai sword.

This is awesome, you know. Even Ron didn't have the confidence to take out five heavily armed SEALs with a samurai sword. And make no sound.

Seeing the on-site analysis report, Ron even had a creepy feeling. Who did this?

It can't be Naruto, right?

Even Naruto, judging from the fighting inside, was the only one who could kill so many people without making a sound, but he was holding a decapitation sword and would cut off the entire heads of these SEALs.

Zoe covered her mouth in surprise. Of course she was not an idiot and knew what a SEAL team meant: "Then what should we do?"

"Don't worry, I'll be with you for everything," Ron comforted and touched Zoe's little head: "The first step, of course, is to decorate this place first..."