The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 134 Rio Raiders
Before the agreed time of nine o'clock, the grass in the park was already full of people. Sure enough, a high-paying job, plus a considerable bonus, was too tempting for these guys who only knew how to play games.

In the forum post, Ron promised No.1 a bonus of a thousand dollars.

The competition held by Ron is conducted in groups of six, in order to maximize the achievement of real level results. After all, such a new "toy", it is normal to miss it for the first time.

So take the six people with the best results in the final match to ensure that the fastest drone pilot can be selected.

Originally, Ron thought that among this group of game masters, he could find someone who would catch his eyes, but he didn't expect that Carl's performance surprised him in the end.

I saw Karl's plane taking off with the other five otaku's planes almost at the same time. After all, there is no difference in the performance of the plane itself. If you want to increase the distance, it can only be displayed when passing through the iron ring.

Soon, the first hoop arrived, and when the other five planes were still fighting for the middle position, Carl's plane didn't even have the intention of Sihao to entangle them.

In the process of advancing directly, climbed to the highest position by sacrificing a little speed, slightly behind the other five planes, but the distance was not large, only half the plane distance.

"Whoosh..."

When the plane that rushed to the front was less than halfway through the hoop, Carl, with a smirk, lightly pressed the joystick, and the plane slammed down, knocking down several other planes and crashing under the hoop. along the position.

The other five planes were in a mess, but Karl's plane had already passed through the hoop first.

"Buzzing..." Carl's plane flew past Ron, nimbly passing through the second and third hoops, more than a little faster than the previous groups of experienced otaku.

This kid actually has talent in this area?
Ron covered his face, it seemed that it was a mistake to agree to let him compete.

Is the result still worth watching?Karl must be the winner in the end, and the results of other people can't even touch his edge.

Pooh!What kind of game master, what a bunch of trash!Ron looked bitterly at the other nerds who looked envious, and these guys were still applauding Carl with foolish joy~
Come on, wonder if he took your job?
"Okay, you won the brat." Ron was unhappy and put the remote control that symbolized the winner's prize into Carl's hands, and the prize money would not be given to him. When he went to find Fiona at noon, he would give it to Fiona directly, by the way Another lunch.

Ron had had enough of the takeaway near the office.

"Thank you, brother-in-law~" Carl smiled into two crescents.

"Cough... I said, call me BOSS when I'm outside." Ron almost choked on his saliva, but Hank and Arthur still overheard him.

The two had weird expressions.

On the other side, Rio de Janeiro.

Just when O'Connor finally discovered Barack's $[-] million prize pool from the car computer, Hobbs finally tracked down all their slums.

After some chasing, Toretto, who had escaped from the sky, became vicious and decided to have a vote with Barack.

Of course, he was clear-headed, and he hadn't overestimated himself to the point where he thought he could handle it with O'Connor. After less than a minute of inner struggle, he dialed Ron's phone behind Mia's back.

"Hey, Toretto, what's the matter?" Ron just got up from Fiona, she was already out of breath, but Ron was not affected in the slightest, his breath was so steady that Toretto didn't hear anything.

"I need your help." Torreto paused: "Do you still remember the Barak we housed together before? When I fled, I had some trouble with him again, and now I am in his lair."

"I guess you want to vote for him?" Ron asked with great interest, his whole body was aroused, one hundred million, is this coming?

"Tell me, what do you need? You know, I have everything, and if I don't, Olof will send it to us."

"I'm not worried about these. Now it's mainly a human problem." Toretto smiled with nostalgia for returning to his old career: "First of all, we need a generalist, someone who can break into any environment."

"I have this," Ron thought of Arthur, "what else?"

Toretto went on to state his needs: "A man of good speech who can do everything with one mouth."

"I don't have anyone in this area." Ron shook his head: "But I believe that O'Connor's childhood playmate who hangs out with you should be fine, that cheap-talking guy."

"They should have a lot of monitoring equipment..." Toretto was interrupted by Ron in the middle of speaking.

"I guess you still need an advanced hacker who can break into various surveillance systems, right?" After getting Toretto's reply, Ron continued: "Leave this to me, you won't see her, but I guarantee that she can handle everything better than any so-called expert you can find."

What Ron thought of was Peggy, but Peggy's skills were too bad, and Ron didn't want to expose her because of a mission.

"Okay, but as an insurance, I will also find another such expert to participate in the operation."

Toretto was a little worried about the "she" who couldn't meet, especially in a sense, this "she" was still Mia's competitor, but in the end he chose to compromise.

"No problem." Ron readily agreed: "Is there anything else?"

"In addition to those monitoring, Barack will definitely have a safe. We also need someone who can crack the safe. You don't have to worry about this, I can handle it."

Ron recalled the plot of the movie. Toretto should be talking about the two Mexicans. These two people are still useful, so he nodded in agreement.

"There is another one that uses various..."

In the middle of Toretto's speech, he was interrupted by Ron again: "In short, it's the attacker, right? These things are not for you to consider. Leave the offense to me. You just need to be responsible for driving the car."

"When it comes to everything related to cars, you are a professional, but when it comes to fighting, I am the most professional. Professional things are left to professional people."

"Okay." Toretto was overwhelmed by Ron's momentum and could only agree.

Ron stood up with a smirk: "Finally, I want to talk to you about how to divide the money. My plan is, you and I, each have half, and then how about sharing it with our own people? Of course, You have to pay taxes on the money you receive~"

"Don't worry, I'll give you the windfall income calculation, and you only need to pay state and federal taxes."

(End of this chapter)