The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 166 Preparations for all parties

Hobbs found the photo of Letty who was supposed to be dead from the on-site surveillance, and immediately set off for Dominica with the amnesty order of Anonymous, but what was Ron doing?

He is getting ready for Christmas.

Yes, you heard me right, Your Majesty Ron is getting ready for Christmas.

"Hey~ Sheldon, do you and Leonard want to build a Christmas tree together?" Petunia knocked on the door and came in, just in time to see Ron who was lying on the sofa with Ge You's dead body: "Ron, so you are here, I'm still here." I want to ask you to go back to the apartment to decorate the Christmas tree."

"Please let me go." Ron replied weakly, "You would never have imagined that from yesterday to now, I have decorated a full five Christmas trees."

One at Max's house, one at Gallagher's house, one at the office, one at Mr. Taosey's house, and one at Andy's house. But Andy refused.

Andy said that he would celebrate his first Christmas with his inmates who just got out of prison. Frankly speaking, if it wasn't for Ms. Mary in Texas who asked him to spend Christmas with his family, he would be quite happy. I want to spend Christmas with Andy.

Because Andy's inmates all look so interesting. There is an old man named Hannibal Lecter who looks very energetic. It is said that he is the chef in the prison and he speaks very wisely.

There was also an old black man who looked like Morgan Freeman, arguably one of the most handsome black men Ron had ever seen.

Ron planned to go and chat with them when he had time.

"But you didn't decorate your own Christmas tree, right?" Petunia tilted her head: "Or is this a tradition of your Cooper family."

"No, we don't celebrate Christmas." Just as Sheldon spoke, Ron immediately retorted: "No, it's just that you don't celebrate Christmas. In fact, our family celebrates it every year."

"Oh, didn't I say it was just a pagan Saturnalia?" Sheldon stared seriously.

"Children, come and sit down. It's Sheldon's favorite Christmas special science program again." Howard greeted Penny sarcastically, but it was a pity that Sheldon couldn't hear the sarcasm in the language.

"In the ancient days before Christianity, when the winter solstice came, the earth withered..."

Petunia's mind was blank, only to see Sheldon's lips fluttering up and down, spit out one word after another, and could only add after he finished:
"Okay, thanks Cope, but I bought some stupid presents for you and Leonard, and I'll put them under the Christmas tree later, Ron, and you have your share."

"Thank you, I also gave you the prepared gift. To be precise, everyone has a share, except Sheldon."

"Wait, you bought me a present?!" Sheldon said in surprise, "Why did you do that?"

"Because it's Christmas soon?"

Petunia was a little overwhelmed by Sheldon's question, and Howard gloated and leaned on Ron's shoulder: "Didn't you teach the girl who lives with you the "Sheldon User's Manual"?"

"First, we're not living together, we're just renting together. Second, with Penny's understanding, I believe she will realize a more complete "Sheldon User's Guide" sooner or later."

Ron was full of confidence in Petunia, and was about to express some opinions, but his phone suddenly shook.

After reading the content of the text message, Ron immediately stood up from the sofa with great energy: "Sorry, I need to leave."

"Hey, are you sure you don't want to watch Sheldon teach Penny the gift of common sense?"

"No, my Christmas present has arrived, and I need to take a look." After speaking, Ron happily put on his coat and went out.

"What a kid, he was so happy to receive a Christmas present." Shelton said disdainfully, looking at Ron's back.

Downstairs, there was a parked car, and Olof opened the warehouse door for Ron himself: "My dear partner, guess what Christmas present I gave you?"

"Unless it's a personal anti-tank missile, nothing will make me happy through Christmas."

"Uh... As I said, this thing is really not available now," Olof said with a bit of embarrassment, "but I have prepared other good things for you, I believe you will like it, what do you think about this thing?" Sample?"

Olof took out a tube half as tall as a man from the car and handed it to Ron. Not to mention, it was quite heavy.

"What the hell is this?"

"Type 97 single-soldier cloud bomb!" Olof was extremely proud: "It took me a lot of connections to get such a bomb. It has a large damage range and strong power. It almost meets all your requirements. How about it? This Christmas Are you satisfied with the gift?"

It would be a lie to say that you are unhappy, this is a cloud bomb!Even if it is the individual version, the power is not comparable to those broken things that Ron usually plays with. In terms of power, almost all the weapons that Ron has played before have been blown to pieces!
But Ron still pretended to be calm on the surface: "Are you sure you are not mistaken? Can this thing be used to fight tanks? At most, it can deal with light armored units, right?"

"But it's powerful. Besides, what kind of mission will you encounter terrorists driving tanks? If there are such guys that you don't need to take action, the army will naturally teach them. They are at most bulletproof armored vehicles. Trust me, dealing with such a Unit it is more than enough…”

Olof was still eloquently explaining the benefits of the Type 97 individual cloud bomb, but Ron couldn't listen at all.

How could he explain this?There is no way to explain it. Olof is right. Who would have thought that terrorists would drive tanks into the street, so Ron had to figure out a way for himself.

Unlike Los Angeles, in Dominican Republic, in a seaside villa, Toretto is working on improving the V8 engine on his car.

"Did you spend the [-] million dollars you got from Brazil on this?" Hobbs' voice suddenly sounded from behind: "It's not hard to find you, Toretto."

"I'm not hiding." Toretto continued to fiddle with the engine without looking up.

Hobbs walked around to Toretto and condescended: "What's life like for a retired international criminal?"

"I like it here very much, it's very peaceful, and most importantly, there is no extradition regulation." Toretto said not to be outdone: "What do you do? Police officer."

"Last Tuesday, a convoy attacked a Russian military truck."

Toretto paused, but immediately returned to normal: "I never work in cold places."

"I know it's not you, but I want you to help me find this team." Hobbs cut to the chase, explaining why he came.

"Why do you think I'll help you?"

"You didn't come to help me," Hobbs finally showed a smug smile, and put the file bag containing Letty's photo in front of Toretto: "I believe that after reading the things here, you will ask for help." I."

(End of this chapter)