Daily life of an American TV drama agent

The gunshot rang out, and the gangster fell to the ground. His face was full of horror until he died. He didn't know why the phone appeared on him, but he clearly didn't take it.

Daniel was also horrified in his heart, but he still pretended to be calm on his face. He clearly had the phone, but the ringtone rang on someone else. He felt in his pocket, and sure enough, the phone was gone.

Ron couldn't stop snickering in his heart. Of course this was a trick he had done. Just when the boss took out his mobile phone and was about to make a call, he tapped Daniel on the shoulder and activated the skill he got from Eggsy: petty theft.

He was already prepared to miss a few times. After all, the first time he used this skill, he stole a tasteful piece of Indian private clothing. It would not be surprising if he stole another pair of underwear this time.

However, I don’t know whether it was God’s favor or other reasons, but it was successful the first time.

Of course, Ron couldn't leave his phone on him, so he immediately set his sights on the scapegoat who always followed the boss. He recently accidentally discovered a new way to play in the system space.

The condition for opening the system space is that it is within one meter around his body, but he can open it anywhere he wants. Ron stole the phone and directly opened the door of the system space in his leg pocket, letting the phone open by itself. Slide it in.

"Boss, I've said before that I hate Erwuzi the most. You should let me deal with him. It would be too cheap to kill him with one shot. At least you should use a knife to slice off his flesh piece by piece. 108 slices, then rolled with scallions and cucumber segments and dipped in sweet noodle sauce to eat.”

In the first half of what Ron said, it was still like that, but in the second half, the conversation changed and turned into a food show. The boss turned around in shock, what did I find here? !

The boss roared unbearably: "Shut up, if you beep again I will cut out your tongue! Now, take your weapons and follow me, I will take you to see LOS."

Finch warned in the headset: "You shouldn't talk so much nonsense to him, it will increase his suspicion of you."

"You don't understand. This is the persona I created for my undercover character, a white gangster who was born in a black society and likes to rap. If I say less, I will arouse suspicion."

Ron kept up with the boss while tapping the button of the microphone rhythmically.

"But the two sentences you just said don't rhyme. Also, I think you are copying Deadpool's character."

"It's none of your business." After replying the last sentence, Ron greeted Daniel and together they dragged the guy who had just been killed to the car.

The meeting place with LOS was next to an old warehouse near the Port of Los Angeles. Ron drove, wearing the boss, undercover Daniel and two of his other men.

In the rearview mirror, Ron had an imperceptible smile on his lips.

There are five people in total, two of them are undercovers. It would be strange for the boss to do this job and not die.

When we arrived at the predetermined location, the other party's car was already waiting there. The boss opened the trunk in person, and there he found the "rice" he grabbed from the kitchen last night.

"Everything you want is here. I spent a lot of time getting it."

"You're really good at it." A gentleman-like man got out of the opposite car, followed by two men with submachine guns. If Ron had predicted correctly, it should be LOS. He waved his hand, and the men behind him dropped a fully loaded money bag and carry him out of the car.

"Next time, don't make me wait any longer."

After saying that, LOS was about to turn around and leave. Ron noticed that Daniel's hands were shaking unnaturally. If it wasn't fear, it must be excitement.

Sure enough, in the next second, Daniel suddenly rushed forward, put his gun on LOS's head and shouted to his men: "Back off! Then back off! Otherwise I will smear your boss's brains!"

However, the kidnapped LOS did not panic at all: "Do you know who you are threatening?"

As he spoke, the boss put the gun on the back of Daniel's head: "Let him go! Boy!"

It turns out that even the boss is just a subordinate of LOS.

"Where's your support? Boy?" LOS mocked: "Let me go now, maybe I can leave a whole body for you so that you can walk away faster."

"Then you have no choice but to shoot." Daniel closed his eyes tightly and refused to give in. He swore in his heart that even if he died today, he would find a way to delay the arrival of police support.

When he was in the warehouse, he stole the mobile phone just to send a message to the contact person and tell him the meeting place. Although he didn't know why the mobile phone that was originally on him ended up on someone else. Maybe even God was helping him, but now, He was really in a dead end and could only hope that his colleagues from the police station would come quickly.

Or God shows up again.

"Bang!" There were obviously three gunshots, but because the time was too close, it sounded like one. Daniel closed his eyes in pain, but the expected physical pain did not come. Looking back, the boss and his other two All his men fell into a pool of blood.

"The support is here, it's the good guys' turn now, right?" Ron said as he walked.

He just fired suddenly, killing the three of them in an instant when the other party was unprepared. He walked up behind Daniel and patted him on the shoulder: "FBI, my name is Hobbs, we are on the same team."

LOS's eyes were full of fear. He never expected that there would be two undercover agents under his command, even though the police file clearly stated that there was only one.

"No matter who you are, I advise you to let me go! You have no idea who you are arresting! Believe me, your support will not come again. If you let me go, I can give you a large sum of money , let you leave safely, there are five of us and you only have two."

LOS was struggling fiercely in Daniel's arms. His subordinates took pictures of their boss being captured. They had no choice but to point their guns at them but did not dare to shoot. There was no way out.

"Really? The number of people is really a problem," Ron said, looking dangerously back and forth at the LOS men, suddenly raised his hand, and fired again. Before the LOS men could fight back, all of them were Get rid of it.

"Now, it's two to one. Don't you still think you have the advantage? Do you mean that you are really a great person?" Ron's eyes flickered and he began to enter the formulaic mode.

"Of course, you'd better let me go immediately. I can make the decision and give you all the money that your boss has in the car. Then, you can take the money and leave, and fly away somewhere far away. We don't have to live or die, little one. The police."

LOS looked at the corpses of his subordinates, as if they were looking at garbage. Si Hao did not care about the life and death of his subordinates. These were just low-level gangsters trained by the CIA. They were real cannon fodder. No matter how many people died, no one would be affected. Feeling distressed.

"No matter what big shot you are, I will personally send you to prison and let you spend the rest of your life there!" Daniel said firmly, while squinting at Ron with dissatisfaction. He was very concerned about Ron's sudden shooting behavior. There are criticisms.

Ron caught his little actions in his eyes and didn't say anything. It was obvious that this was still a young man who didn't know the dangers of society, so he took this opportunity to help him understand the reality.

"No, I can come out in fourteen hours at most, and then I will settle the score with you!" LOS didn't have any sense of urgency.

"Really? Intimidating the police. Congratulations. You have another crime. You can build roads in Shawshank until you die!"

"Maybe he is right. There won't be any charges. At least, there won't be one of drug trafficking. My friend, now that all your men are dead, do you want to have a good talk with us? I'm very concerned about the money you just mentioned. I'm very interested in that suggestion, I can let you go, but I want more money..."

"No way!" Daniel interrupted: "I will never compromise with sin."

"Then you go die."

Daniel froze, and Ron actually put the gun on Daniel's head.

"Hahaha..." Seeing this, LOS burst into tears with laughter. He took the pistol from Daniel's hand and kicked him hard in the stomach: "Come on, little policeman, aren't you going to send me to jail yourself? Come on? ah!"

With that said, just as he was about to continue kicking Daniel, Ron put the gun on his head again. LOS stiffened, and Ron took the gun back from his hand: "Don't be impatient, my friend, we haven't talked yet. Good conditions, as you can see, I am still struggling at the intersection of good and evil, and only one of you two can survive."

"Isn't there enough money in the car? That's the money I spent to buy drugs. It's a full two hundred thousand, enough to buy my life. Even if you two split it equally, it's still a lot of money. I'm the CIA. I'm in trouble. I will never end well for you, not to mention that the decision is now in your hands, you can take all the money alone, don't be too greedy."

LOS and Ron looked at each other without a trace of fear in their eyes. He knew that since Ron dared to play this trick, he would not kill him easily.

"What?! You actually said I'm greedy!" Ron's expression changed, and he tapped LOS's head with his gun: "Who do you think I am? Do you think I'm just greedy for money? I'm an FBI agent. , do you think what you want to buy is your own life?"

"What you bought is obviously my conscience!" Ron yelled in grief and anger.

LOS was a little confused: "Then what do you want?"

"You have to pay more!" Ron said three words one by one.

LOS was so angry that he almost carried it in his arms. If his life wasn't in the opponent's hands now, he would definitely make him look good. But now, he could only force himself to calm down.

"How much do you want?"

"At least twice that, which is four hundred thousand." Ron showed a greedy look.

"Okay, I promise you, I will give it to you as long as you let him go!" LOS promised, but what he wanted in his heart was that as long as he had a chance, he would definitely kill this bastard.

No, it would be too easy to kill him. You must torture him severely and then kill him bit by bit.

"Please, do you think I'm stupid?" Ron's face was full of ridicule: "If I let you go, there will be no excuses. Will you still give me the money honestly?"

"Then what do you want to do?"

"I believe you must have more than these subordinates. Find someone to send them to me." With that said, Ron handed over the phone.

"you sure?"

At this moment, LOS couldn't figure out whether Ron was smart or stupid, but he still took the phone.

Time passed minute by second again. After making the phone call, Ron tied up LOS, but let Daniel go, and returned the pistol to his hand.

"I must arrest LOS, and I will never be complicit with you!" Daniel took the gun, and as expected, he reversed the muzzle of the gun again without any appreciation and pointed it at Ron. However, Ron did not react at all to his opponent's pistol and just laughed. Looking at him.

"why are you laughing?"

"Would you like to see a play?"

Ron didn't answer him directly, but Daniel remained alert and tightened the gun in his hand: "What's the show?"

"The thief calls out to catch the thief," as soon as he finished speaking, Ron suddenly kicked Daniel in the abdomen. Daniel quickly fired, but Ron took advantage of the situation and leaned back as if he had known better, and the bullet missed.

But in addition to the bullet hole in the car behind Ron, there was also a bullet hole in the wall next to where Daniel was standing just now! Judging from the angle, the target of this shot was his head.

Daniel was also frightened when he saw the bullet holes in the wall. If it hadn't been for Ron's kick just now, he would have been dead.

"Who?!" Daniel asked loudly, hiding behind the car.

"The CIA is handling the case. Daniel, you have been surrounded. Hand over the LOS agent immediately. We can cancel one of the charges. Otherwise, you will face fifteen charges including coercion of police officers and drug trafficking!"

The loudspeaker outside shouted, and Daniel was confused, but before he could speak, another gunshot rang out. This time, the LOS who was left outside without care was shot in the head.

Daniel was shocked. The other party didn't even give him a chance to explain, so he killed one of his own people first. But then, something even more shocking happened.

"Police Officer Daniel was arrested. He also killed LOS and immediately prepared for a forced attack!"

"How's it going? Do you understand now? Rookie, you still have a lot to learn before you can become a real police officer." Ron laughed, looked at the situation outside with a mirror, and saw a familiar figure again.

"Mark, long time no see. I heard that you played wildly in the black community some time ago and had close contact with several black friends. Is your anus feeling better?"

The person commanding outside was none other than Mark, who was badly punished by Ron last time.

The next morning, when others found him, his whole body had been beaten to the point where he was out of shape, not to mention other things. In short, he would never be constipated again in his life.

"Ron?!" The CIA commander outside trembled, but immediately stood still and picked up the loudspeaker again: "Attention all departments! Besides Daniel, there is a terrorist inside. No matter what he says, don't believe it. No one will be left alive in this operation, everyone will be killed!"

"Start taking action." Ron knocked on the microphone on his chest, and then shouted outside: "I am an IRS agent, so shooting at me will be regarded as a declaration of war against the US IRS! Who dares to shoot! "