Daily life of an American TV drama agent

"Because judging from the inexplicable extra ten million US dollars in his account, no matter whether Banning is innocent or not, they will definitely make the next move. We just have to wait, but before that, let me do something very special. meaningful thing."

Hobbes wondered: "Something very meaningful?"

"There is an inexplicable extra ten million dollars in Mr. Banning's account, Hobbes!" Ron emphasized: "Whether he was bribed to get this money, or someone else transferred it to him specifically to frame him, it doesn't matter. It is an unexpected income and must be taxed according to U.S. law, and I can’t wait.”

"As expected of you~" Hobbes shook his head helplessly.

"Hobbes, hurry up, follow me, don't let our colleagues in Washington react first!" Ron urged as he walked towards the door.

If the ten million U.S. dollars were fully taxed as unexpected income, it would be worth more than four million U.S. dollars. Cutting off 30% of the income would be more than 1.2 million U.S. dollars. Suddenly, not only the maintenance costs of the yacht would be paid, but also a luxury car. .

Late at night, the FBI Washington Division finally concluded its preliminary interrogation of Mike Banning and concluded that he was still a major suspect and decided to transport him from the hospital to continue the interrogation.

Ron and Hobbs had already laid an ambush on the road that the transport convoy must pass through based on Hobbes' inside information.

"President Frank's number one guardian angel fell tonight. Secret Service agent Mike Banning was arrested. What has been revealed is shocking. President Frank was betrayed by his own team. It was rumored that Banning was expected to take over the Secret Service. The position of director..."

"What a poor guy, you know? Hobbes, he has a three-year-old daughter." Ron turned off the radio and said in a sympathetic tone.

"In our line of work, this kind of thing has long been commonplace, so I told Heidi a long time ago that if anything happens to me, let her take the child back to Samoa, where there will be nothing but poverty. By the way, have I told you that Heidi and I plan to have a child in the future?”

When Hobbes talked about this, his face was full of sweetness.

"Oh? Are you still together with Heidi? Congratulations, I wish your second child will be a daughter."

"Why? Are boys bad?"

"Hobbes, boys usually look like their uncles. Do you want a son who looks like Deckard Shaw?"

After Ron finished speaking, Hobbs's expression suddenly felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a hundred flies: "If that happens, I'm afraid I won't be able to help but drown him in the toilet. It's better to be a girl. I decided, let's just I want a girl...someone is here...wait, what's going on?"

On the road in the distance, the lights of two cars could be faintly seen approaching slowly. Just when they were about to pass Ron and his hiding place, they suddenly turned and went into the woods in the opposite direction of Ron and his friends.

"I guess that must not be your FBI escort vehicle. It seems that we are not the only ones who received the news that Mr. Banning was transported. It's interesting. Your FBI is really penetrated by people~"

Hobbes' face became very ugly: "You were right, they should be Banning's group, should we kill them first?"

"Don't worry, let's see what they want to do. It's too early to draw conclusions before all the truth is revealed." Ron shook his head: "Maybe they are the ones who framed Banning?"

"Then why should we save him?"

"To make him more convinced? To hide the identity of the real mastermind? It's all possible. No matter what the reason is, we won't know it right away, right?"

Another motorcade was approaching in the distance. As expected, it should be the FBI motorcade escorting Banning. Ron's eyes began to become sharp.

The real master finally appeared. Ron and the others were now part of the gang, surrounding the assassination of the president, and appeared on this inconspicuous road at the same time.

Ron Fang stood still, but when the escort convoy drove next to another mysterious convoy, the lights suddenly went out and the entire convoy stopped.

"What's going on?! Why are they stopping here? Are the people escorting the convoy bribed?" Hobbs said unhappily.

"I don't think so. It looks like three cars broke down at the same time." Ron guessed as he used night vision goggles to observe someone getting out of the car and walking back and forth around the car.

"Three cars broke down at the same time? Are you kidding me?"

"It's impossible under normal circumstances, but what if someone does something in advance?" Ron saw another team starting to move and quickly patted Hobbs: "They moved!"

"Boom!"

The two vehicles at the front and rear of the escort convoy were knocked over from the side by a car that suddenly jumped out from the roadside. The armed men who got out of the vehicle quickly killed the FBI in the overturned vehicle, and then surrounded the escort vehicle one after another. He quickly shot and killed the FBI who was guarding Banning, hijacked Banning into his car and drove away.

The whole operation went smoothly. Except for Banning's violent resistance when he was escorted to his car, Banning did not encounter any obstacles.

"Ron, why don't you let me out?! Are you just going to watch them die like this?!" Hobbes roared at Ron.

When the mysterious convoy took action, he immediately wanted to start the car and go to support them, but as soon as he took action, Ron stopped him and asked him to wait and see what would happen.

"Those losers are dead when they die. From the beginning to the end, they haven't killed a single person. Living is a waste of air. You and I are both veterans. You should understand that you can never survive on the mercy of others on the battlefield," Ron He said nonchalantly: "But their death was not in vain. At least they proved something very important to me."

"Important thing? What is that?" Hobbes asked curiously.

"Banning is not with them. He showed obvious resistance just now, and those who kidnapped him didn't show any respect to him. Now, at least we know who we should help, right?"

A bloodthirsty smile appeared on Ron's face: "Hobbes, do you want to do some exercise?"

"I wish I could." Hobbes gave him a sly smile and started the car. If any children saw this face at night, they would definitely be frightened and cry.

"No. 1, No. 1, there is a strange vehicle behind us, do you want to kill him?" The car behind the convoy observed their car in the rearview mirror and cautiously asked the car in front for instructions.

"Slow down and let it pass first. If nothing happens, don't worry about it. Don't cause trouble."

"The car behind me understands." Just after the commander of the car behind him finished his reply, a sudden change occurred.