The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 139 V for Vendetta

Little Carl was ecstatic, and quickly lowered his head to write down what the boss had said in his notebook. His eyes were full of adoring little stars. Ron nodded in satisfaction, and at the same time he did not forget to signal the other two subordinates with his eyes.

Looking at others, looking at you, thinking slippery, brothers.

However, if Ron saw the title of Carl's notebook, he would be even more mad.

"How to Become a Qualified Mafia Boss: How the Godfather Made It", God knows what is written on this crap!Anyway, Karl learned it from Ron's usual actions.

"Remember, from now on, don't call me BOSS or the boss, call me V, now, the action begins." Ron turned on the voice changer and pulled the trigger.

The RPG rocket launcher of the same type as the gangster made a "boom" and sent the gunner flying.

Ron in black hat, black robe, and white smiling face mask dropped the bazooka and jumped down from the high roof. At the same time, two Taurus M608 guns with eight rounds of ammunition spewed flames at the same time.

As Ron's body rotated, the bullets flew in the air in a fan shape, seemingly irregular, but they all hit the gangster's eyebrows exactly.

Sixteen bullets corresponded to sixteen gangsters falling to the ground. From the first shot to the time when all the bullets fell to the ground, it didn't take two seconds.

With this pistol technique, even Arthur, who was born as a killer, couldn't accept it. He immediately held the AK and shot a short burst on the opposite roof, knocking down the two gangsters who were about to shoot at Ron, and followed closely with a heavy luggage bag on his back. superior.

While walking in the hail of bullets, Ron actually stood in the middle of the road, threw out the magazine without any sense of tension, popped out 16 empty shell cases, and then loaded new bullets into them.

The terrorists ambushing on the roof were petrified.

Not only because of Ron's strange dress and terrifyingly accurate marksmanship, but because they discovered that this "weird" was actually unkillable!
Some of them shot the "weird man" with a gun, and the "weird man"'s body just swayed, and then stood still immediately.

Ron's voice changer was already on the radio: "You can kill a person's body, but you can never kill a person's mind, because the mind is bulletproof."

fart!Hank, who had just shot down a probing gangster with a sniper rifle, hid behind the wall and pouted secretly. He was obviously wearing two layers of body armor under his clothes!

I have to say that Ron's pretense of beeping is really effective. Some gangsters have already begun to panic. The real horror is never a sharp weapon or a bullet-filled muzzle.

and unknown.

Like an unkillable person.

And Arthur rolled into the back of the car where Toretto and the others were hiding at the right time. Now that they had been let go by the policewoman, Arthur opened the backpack and dumped all the contents out of his back with a "wow".

AK was sprinkled all over the place.

Everyone skillfully picked up one each, pulled the bolt and began to fight back.

The sudden increase in firepower suppressed the gangster's attack for a while.

"This country is already decaying. Gangsters and capitalist reactionaries ride on the head of the government to do their best. Corrupt officials are with them, and even the police are their accomplices. Barak has become the real emperor here..."

While reciting aloud, Ron fired back. This time he was not as arrogant as before, knowing to take cover. After all, no matter how thick the body armor is, a bullet hitting the head will kill him.

And Ron's voice, through the controlled radio, spread to every corner of the street. Behind the originally sealed windows, there were pairs of angry eyes burning with anger.

Ron knew his solution was done, but the firepower didn't seem to be enough, and he didn't mind adding another barrel of gasoline to this anger.

"The wealth of this country is created by the people, and they will always belong to every person who was born here!" Ron shot and killed two gangsters again: "No one has the right to take them away from the hands of the working people!"

"If someone robs our wealth, then we will take it back! Long live the working people..." Ron was so excited that he almost accidentally exposed his true identity in his previous life.

Arthur didn't feel anything, but Hank's scalp tingled when he heard it, Boss, stop talking, we're still from the base camp of the capitalist world~
The anger in the eyes behind the window grew stronger. If anger could kill people, Barack would be burned alive.

But it doesn't matter, anger can't kill people, but AK can kill people. Ron gently tapped rhythmically on the walkie-talkie at his waist, which was the secret signal he and Hank had agreed upon.

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Hank drove a small truck into the middle of the battlefield quickly, the cargo box was raised, and the AK rifle fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Kill Shiro, grab the watchtower!"

Nonsence!Damn "Let the Bullets Fly", my lines are strung together!

After Ron shouted, he felt something was wrong, and everyone was dumbfounded. Ron quickly changed his words: "Kill Barack, and take back our wealth!"

There was no sound, everyone just looked behind the window, but no one dared to come out of the house.

The gang leader looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction. These were the results of their usual domineering, but Ron did not give up. Instead, he picked up a gun and threw it into a window while there was a gap in the firepower.

While the gangsters were still laughing at Ron's overreach, a miracle happened.

A stream of bullets was fired from this window, and the gangsters who were still puzzled fell off the roof. A smile curled up on the corner of Ron's mouth, and he knew that his plan had really succeeded.

Sure enough, after this window became a new firepower point, more people began to jump out of the window. They picked up the guns on the ground and joined Ron's battle, gradually replacing Ron and becoming the real main force.

Although their marksmanship is not good, and their tactical actions are even more terrifying, but their fighting will supported by anger makes them fearless, and they turn around bit by bit, encircling the gangsters.

Until the battle reached the gangster, there was only one person left, because he was too afraid to drop his gun and fell to the ground.

A triumphant cheer finally erupted from the crowd.

"Kill Barack, get our money back!" "Kill Barack, get our money back!" "Kill Barack, get our money back!"

The crowd who got the gun or pressed the gun began to clamor. The sudden victory made them finally realize that the gangsters who have been bullying them don't seem so terrible. They are also flesh and blood and can be killed by bullets.

Things that they didn't dare to think about before began to dare to think because of the victory. Holding guns and shouting slogans, they marched towards the most luxurious office building in the city.

During the period, people continued to join in, and the team grew bigger and bigger like a snowball. I didn't know who it was. They took out a black sheet and painted Ron's mask with white paint.

Become the most conspicuous banner in the team.

(End of this chapter)