The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 252 The Strongest Senior Club in America

Late at night, two pickup trucks parked side by side on the street not far from a single mansion on the outskirts of Los Angeles.

That mansion is the residence of Roger, a famous drug dealer in Los Angeles, but it is no longer Roger himself who lives in it.

Just in the afternoon, Jack's trainer Alonso led his men to raid here with Jack Ian, not only killed Roger, but also dug out a full $200 million in cash from under the floor.

But at the time of the dirty work, Jack's sense of justice broke out and he opposed this obvious behavior of black police.

Ian grew up in a slum, and he has long been used to this kind of gang-eating behavior. Even gangsters like Alonzo have seen a lot, but in times of crisis, he still chooses to stand with his friends.

In the end, Ian managed to escape under the cover of Jack, but Jack was captured by them.

"Is that the house?" Guan Yuming watched the houses in the distance with a telescope, while drinking the porridge in the thermos, Ian's eyes widened.

Is this person reliable?
It's no wonder Ian has such doubts. It's really that Guan Yuming's image is no different from those Chinese old people he met in Chinatown before.

Has anyone ever seen an old man who used a thermos cup to drink preserved egg and lean meat porridge when an elite agent was on a mission?

To be honest, if Ron hadn't told him repeatedly that he could ask the old men in the base to take care of everything, he would have left immediately. The neighbors in his block seemed to be more reliable than these old men.

Don't dare to say anything else, at least run faster than them.

However, he still chose to believe in Ron. After all, the meaning of that man was a miracle to his family.

"That's right there. I saw Jack was still alive when I left. I guess they didn't want to hurt his life before they caught me, because they wanted to save his life to make a deal with me."

Ian's judgment was relatively calm, and he didn't lose his footing because his friend was arrested. Guan Yuming nodded in satisfaction. This kid is still a good guy.

"That's a little troublesome. If you don't have any friends trapped inside, we can blow up that house directly to ensure that everyone inside is dead. Now, we can only attack by force."

Hannibal stretched his head from the back seat, observed with night vision goggles, and said disappointedly that the lights in the car were not turned on, but Ian clearly saw that Hannibal's eyes seemed to be glowing green.

"Strong attack is a good idea, but in order to ensure the safety of the hostages, I need to sneak into the past by myself. How about you go?" The window of the car next to him was rolled down, revealing the face of Andy who had taken over the temporary command.

When all the official combatants are on vacation, Andy is the commander of this temporary special service team composed of retired old people.

Not only because he had the highest position among all the people present and came the earliest, but most importantly, he basically had no combat power at all, so everyone simply assigned him the position of commander to prevent him from running around and causing trouble.

"No problem." Hannibal opened the car door, inserted a whole set of kitchen knives into his body armor, and then put on an old-fashioned coat on the outside.

It looked no different from the dying old people everywhere on the road, Ian's eyes widened: "Don't you need to bring a gun?"

"No, these things are easier to use, and killing people depends on brains, not violence. If violence alone is useful, then Schwarzenegger should now be the president of the United States, not just a governor."

Hannibal smiled grimly, cleaning his teeth unreasonably made Ian shudder.

"Be careful, Mason and I will make some noise outside to create opportunities for you." Guan Yuming pressed Hannibal's arm hard, and Uncle Ba returned his expression of not worrying, and walked towards the villa.

Every time he takes a step, his waist bends a little. After walking ten meters, he no longer shows the vigor when speaking. Ian feels a little strange for a while, because he looks like an old man who can be seen everywhere after eating and taking a walk. .

Guan Yuming and Ma Sen also took the equipment without saying a word, and dispersed to both sides with their backpacks on their backs.

"Do you need me to help?" Ian looked at the hunched figures of the old people with a little worry, and asked Andy. He was getting more and more uncertain now.

He even felt that even if he went home and asked Carl to come over, it would be much better than taking a group of old men who were about to enter the coffin to take the risk.

"Don't worry, kid, these people are stronger than you think." Andy, who knows them best, said easily, and Victoria next to him took the initiative to shake Andy's hand: "Come on kid, come to our car, I And baked some of Andy's favorite cookies, I'm sure you'll like them too."

Ian got into the car in a daze. He felt that these two people were not here to save people. It felt like they were here for a picnic.

There was silence all around, and the location of the dead drug dealer's house was terrible. Apart from his single-family villa, there were not many houses in this area. The large area was open space. Looking out from the house, Everything outside can be seen at a glance.

"Boss, do you think that kid has already called the police?" By the window, one of Alonzo's subordinates asked worriedly.

"Impossible. I'm a senior detective. If the police call the police, it's impossible for me not to know. He will definitely come back!" After waiting for a long time, Alonso became more and more irritable, and he kicked the tied man hard. Jack on the ground.

The gagged Jack let out a muffled snort. Seeing that the time to pay the Russians for his life was getting closer, he could only pray that the kid would come here now.

Or, just in time to bump into those goddamn Russian gangsters, just in time for them to kill the kid!
"Boss! Someone is coming!"

With a low growl from his subordinates, Alonso hurried to the back of the window and looked out sideways, but he didn't see Ian's figure, only a hunched old man outside.

"Damn it, we are waiting for that stinky boy Ian! Not the old man who eats too much and goes for a walk at night!" Alonso slapped his subordinate on the head angrily: "Don't worry about this kind of old thing, I'll let you pay attention Ian is the only one, if it weren't for you bastards, it would be impossible for him to escape during the day! I..."

Before Alonso finished speaking, there was a sudden burst of gunfire, and a string of bullets came in through the window. The nearest bullet almost wiped his face!

"FXXK! FXXK! That kid is back!" Alonso yelled, shrank back from the window honestly, and shouted at his subordinates: "He's at three o'clock, Lan Qi, Jesse, you two go Get rid of him! I'll give you cover!"

Alonso dodges suddenly, and shoots indiscriminately from the other window to the place where the gunshot was fired just now, and immediately suppresses the firepower of the gunshot just now so that no shot can be fired.

At this time, he finally had a chance to observe the situation outside. The old man who was walking just now had already been lying on the ground when the first shot was fired. He did not know whether he was alive or dead. :
"He must still be outside, you go!"

The two sharp men who had just been named by Alonso jumped out from the windows on the left and right with their weapons in their hands without saying a word. Observe the situation outside.

Guan Yuming, who had just fired a gun, saw the two people coming out of the house with a smile on his lips. The first step of the plan was successful. He threw the rifle back and jumped off the roof of the house. 60 years old.

As soon as he landed on the ground, he seemed to take advantage of his short stature to hide behind two big trees hugging each other. After a while, one of his subordinates had just walked to the tree, and Guan Yuming quickly pulled out the dagger and stabbed it on his neck. a touch.

Before the subordinate could utter a scream, his neck was wiped, and his breathless body fell heavily with an unbelievable expression.

On the other side, the subordinates who realized something was wrong immediately turned around, just in time to see Guan Yuming, and immediately raised their guns to shoot, but Guan Yuming didn't mean to dodge at all, just pointed behind him with a mischievous smile.

Just this trick, you still want to lie to me?I'm not fooled!

The subordinate was thinking like this, and was about to pull the trigger, when a sudden pain hit the back of his head, and then an irresistible sense of dizziness hit his whole body, and he passed out.

"Beautiful!" Guan Yuming gave Ma Sen a thumbs up, and the other party responded with the same gesture: "You are not bad, too."

Going forward, after walking uphill, it is the villa where Alonso lives. The two old men smiled at each other, put on night vision glasses at the same time, threw their backpacks to the front, and took out smoke bombs one after another to go up the slope. Throw it on the flat ground.

"scoff~"

The flat ground outside the villa was instantly filled with thick smoke from seven or eight smoke bombs in different positions, and Alonso felt a bad feeling in his heart. That idiot, Ian, would never do such a thing.

He found other helpers!
As soon as this thought came up, it was immediately confirmed by a string of bullets hitting the wall next to him: "Da da da..."

"Don't show your head! They have thermal imaging! They can see us through the smoke!" Alonso yelled quickly, bent over and ran to the bathroom to get a basin of cold water and pour it over his head.

This is a method he has heard people say, and it is said that it can affect the effect on thermal imaging, but he doesn't know how much effect it will have. It can only be said that everything is left to fate.

"Ian, Jack is still in my hands. If you don't want him to die, throw away your weapon and come out to me immediately!" The sight outside the villa was almost covered by smoke. He put the gun on his head and blocked himself and roared.

Since the smoke obscures the view, you must not be able to see clearly whether the hostage I am pointing at is a real hostage or a fake hostage.

It has to be said that Alonso is worthy of being a veteran detective, but if he had spared some of his intelligence and used it on the right path, he would not have ended up where he is today.

But his yelling was only answered by a moment of silence, and when Alonso was getting more and more uncertain, he suddenly heard a "bang" sound of something falling to the ground.

"Not good! It's a grenade!" Alonso lost his subordinates and fell to the ground. Of course, his subordinates followed suit and fell to the ground.

But after waiting for a while, he didn't hear the sound of the grenade. Alonso raised his head, looked around the floor, and finally settled on a rock.

FXXK!Lied again!
Where is the sacred outside?Why is this tactical experience so proficient?Alonso was shocked. This level was comparable to that of the military's Navy SEALs.

However, before he could come up with an answer, two figures flashed out of the windows on the left and right at almost the same time, holding automatic rifles and shooting into the room.

"Da da da……"

Two directions, two rifles formed a crossfire network, and the impenetrable bullets swept his two men into sieves almost instantly. Alonso no longer cared about the hostage Jack lying on the ground, and quickly opened the door. Go out the door.

But when he just went out, his waist suddenly felt cold.

Bowing his head, a sharp kitchen knife had already been stuck in his body. Alonso didn't have time to think about it, so he quickly drew his gun and turned around.

But just as the hand holding the gun was halfway out, a cold light flashed, and the whole hand, together with the M1911 pistol held in his hand, flew into the sky. Only then did Alonso have time to clearly see the wound that stabbed him for the first time. The face of the person suddenly showed a horrified expression.

This turned out to be the old man who was walking outside at the beginning.

Hannibal stuck out his tongue and licked the blood on the kitchen knife, and frowned: "Your blood is so stinky, you don't even have the qualifications to be a food ingredient, you should just go and die~"

Another knife flashed.

Alonso's body fell limply to the ground, blood bubbled from the wounds on his mouth and throat at the same time, and at this moment, the thick fog created by the smoke bomb finally cleared away.

Ian looked at Alonso's body in disbelief: "Is this the end?"

"Otherwise, what else do you want?" Mason shrugged his shoulders: "It's just a little policeman, how troublesome can it be, this amount of exercise doesn't even count as exercising before meals."

"But I'm still hungry, what shall we eat later?" Andy also followed and asked Hannibal.

Hannibal pointed at his face with a funny face: "Andy, you haven't wiped off the lipstick marks on your face."

"Really?" Andy calmly took out a tissue from his pocket, wiped his face proudly and said, "Then have you ever thought that I might be reserved for certain people? Responding to a lady Love is also part of a gentleman's duty."

"Wait, who is that? Alonzo and other helpers?" Guan Yuming frowned when he saw a car driving away from the road from afar.

"Let's run!" Ian glanced at his watch and said in shock, "That's the Russian gangsters! Alonzo killed one of them before, and he robbed drug dealers' money just to give them their lives!"

"Wait! What about Victoria?!" Andy immediately ran towards his car nervously.

But then, a scene that he will never forget for the rest of his life appeared.

Just when the gangster's car was about to slam into his car, Victorido suddenly swept a submachine gun at the oncoming car.

"Da da da..." The bullet punched a string of bullet holes in the car body, but it still rammed into the car unabated.

At the moment when the car was about to hit, Victoria dropped the submachine gun, grabbed the roof of the car with both hands and turned it over forcefully, and flew upside down into the sky. At the same time, she didn't forget to throw a grenade in through the car window.

"Boom!" The gangster's car was blown into a fireball.

And Victoria landed on the ground and walked towards Andy, the burning car behind her didn't even have the mood to take a second look.

Andy turned his head and found that his three old buddies hadn't moved a bit: "Did you all know this long ago?"

"Good night and happy night, Andy~"

(End of this chapter)