The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 297
Three hours later, Rajesh and Howard had circled the mat countless times, spamming each other at least [-] trash words, and Leonard even fell asleep standing up for a while. Still miraculously, they didn't touch each other!
What kind of fighting is this?Ron's heart is broken. With this time, as long as there is enough ammunition, I can kill a division!
Well, it may be a bit exaggerated to say that, when Howard used a roll to dodge a feint from Rajesh, his calf still rubbed against Rajesh's arm, other than that, Ron can swear that the two had no What else is in touch.

"My God, is there a worse way to spend a Friday night?" Ron yelled, throwing his head up.

"Don't forget, this was your idea." Leonard complained sharply, hitting the nail on the head.

"You know you can't win, right?"

"No, I know I will never lose!"

"You are wrong, sooner or later you will fall into the mousetrap of Rat Demon, you pathetic idiot!" Rajesh shouted, similar words, Ron has listened to countless words tonight, and his ears are callused .

This guy is still obsessed with the title of Rat Demon until now. Ron also saw him sneaking around the sealed laboratory while he was resting. Ron guessed that he probably wanted to catch the mouse Try the mouse bite yourself.

"If there is a mousetrap, isn't it the mouse catcher?"

"Just because I'm wrong doesn't mean my opinion is wrong! You chattering clown, you narcissistic idiot!"

Seeing that a new round of flirting was about to start again, Ron finally lost his patience: "I'm hungry, do you want to go eat something together? Leonard?"

"Of course." Leonard readily agreed.

"Wait, Ron, Leonard!" Howard shouted quickly: "If you go out, who will judge the outcome? Besides, you will miss so many wonderful quotes from superheroes, don't you think it's a pity?"

"No, I just feel lucky." Ron left a sentence, and walked out of the gymnasium with Leonard, leaving only two dazed little otaku in wrestling suits, standing on the mat and staring.

They looked at each other for a while, and began to hesitate whether to go to eat together, and finally Rajesh spoke first: "Hi, Howard, are you hungry?"

"A little bit, how are you?"

"I have a point too, or else our duel today will end here?"

"Of course, I won't say anything first. I won this duel." Howard was unwilling to give up his determination of the final result of the game.

"Why did you win? Obviously you haven't defeated me until now."

"You never hit me either."

"That's right, so we are tied. In the previous courage test, I beat you with a score of 1 to 0, so I am a superhero and you are a follower." Rajesh laughed happily: "As a rat demon Xia's assistant, what nickname do you plan to call? Mouse Baby or Pest Baby?"

"You are dreaming, I am not your assistant, I am a superhero..."

Behind Ron, the two started a new round of circles, but he was too lazy to care about these two guys.

Sometimes she really can't understand, is a person like Sheldon Howard smart or stupid?
On the one hand, it is obvious that such a complicated formula can be made clear, and on the other hand, it worships this purely fictional story as if it were a Bible. Ron swears that his mother does not worship God so much .

But the irony is that while Sheldon laughed at Mary's religious beliefs, on the other hand, he wore T-shirts of The Flash or Superman every day, and the comics were stored in the bank's super safe just like the holy relics of the Holy See.

Isn't this a new form of religion?

The next day, in New York, at the CIA's new cold storage base, Hobbs made a summary of some of Cypher's subordinates captured by the camera yesterday.

"Let's look at the first photo first," Hobbs said, pointing to a photo. "This guy is the guy I met today when Deckshaw and I were chasing Toretto together."

The photo showed a bearded white man with a fierce look on his face. He looked to be in his 30s.

"That's right, it's him," Letty stood up suddenly, pointing at the photo and said bitterly: "I've seen this person before, so when I worked with Owen, Owen often had contact with this person."

"Okay," Hobbs made a note, and then turned to the next photo, which was a fierce black old man with no hair, but his eyebrows and beard were completely white.

"This guy looks familiar to me, but I just can't remember where I saw it? Does anyone remember?"

The genius hacker Ramsay raised his hand: "Me! In Arabia, the warlord who kidnapped me and wanted to get the Sky Eye system from me is this person. Although I don't know his name, I will never forget this face .”

Hobbs wrote it down halfway in his notebook, and raised his head: "So, Toretto has sabotaged two of Cypher's operations? It's not just one as we thought at the beginning. It's no wonder she played so hard this time." means, he wants revenge not only on Toretto, but on all of us."

"You said it wrong, not twice, but three times," the door of the meeting room opened, and Ron walked in amidst everyone's surprised eyes.

"Do you still remember the big drug lord you killed in that operation in Brazil? A big drug lord who controlled the entire Brazilian drug market and shipped drugs to the United States for sale, with a deposit of only [-] million U.S. dollars. Don't you think it's too little?" Are you tired?"

"I dare say that he earns more than this a year. Even if you count the part of the activity funds used to bribe the police and officials, it should not be the only ones left. I found out that its funds The money has been transferred back and forth through several unidentified accounts, and finally aggregated together in a Swiss bank account that is kept secret."

"Welcome back, Ron." Hobbs walked over to shake hands with him, and handed the notes he had written down to Ron.

Ron sat down on the main seat with his notes unceremoniously: "How is it? Did you find the signal on the signal tracker that Toretto took away?"

"No, that signal is too weak. I have used all means, but I haven't tracked it yet." Ramsay and Taiji shook their heads together.

"Well, if you haven't found it yet, you can try to find it carefully in the northwest of Russia."

"Northwest? Why there?"

"Did I say you don't read the news?" Ron turned the screen to the news page: "Just eight hours ago, a group of Chechen militants captured an abandoned shipyard in northwest Russia.

Of course, this abandoned shipyard is just an official Russian statement. The terrorists in Chechnya are very shrewd, and they will never do indifferent things, so I guess there must be something special there that can attract them. "

"Something special?" Hobbs bowed his head in silence for a moment, and then showed a suddenly realized expression: "You mean..."

"Yes, that's right, that's what I was talking about. That houseboat must be a special dock for the Russian military to maintain nuclear submarines. Now at least one nuclear submarine is parked there, and, I'm sure, there must be a belt on this nuclear submarine. missiles with nuclear warheads."

(End of this chapter)