The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 503 Ron of Double Action

"Do you want another part-time job?"

When Ron asked this question, it was clear that he wanted Reese to take over his job and continue to protect Sofia, so that he could stop working for a salary and continue to live a comfortable fishing life.

But unfortunately, his fantasy was ruthlessly broken by Riise.

"OK, got it," Riise communicated with Finch, showing a playful expression: "Just now Finch told me that I'm on vacation, and let me tell you by the way: do your own thing, I believe you can fulfill it Good bodyguard job."

This is a good idea flashed in Finch's mind after he found out the information of Fortis Security Company, where Ron is currently working under a false identity. Every time he asks Ron for help, Ron will speak loudly.

Although Finch, who is a local tycoon, doesn't care about the little money, he still feels a little uncomfortable in his heart. Now that he finds out that he has the opportunity to prostitute Ron, how can he let it go?Resolutely gave Riise a vacation, and of course the beating worker Riise also applauded.

"No, you can't do this!" Ron said with indignation on his face, "Believe it or not, if you don't protect her, I will kill her by myself in a few minutes without others taking action?"

If the abduction failed, Ron directly changed the threat.

"Please feel free, but Finch said that he has saved a video of you protecting the diplomat's daughter Sophia. If there is a problem with her, this video file will be sent directly to the current interim president." Riser He said with a polite smile.

Although on the surface, his smile was a bit stiff, but in fact, he was very happy in his heart. If he was not afraid that he would not be able to beat Ron, this was the truth, and he couldn't help laughing.

Ron froze for a moment.

"Good luck Ron, I'm off to enjoy my vacation now, I've always wanted to do a food tour of Los Angeles, you know, Finch is a very generous guy, and my salary is enough to take me anywhere I don't know where to start for the restaurant I want to go to, Ron, do you have any good suggestions?"

Before leaving, Riise did not forget to anger Ron.

If Ron were to draw a manga effect now, he would probably look like Majin Buu, with six holes on the top of his head, constantly gushing out steam.

"Morgan, what do you think of me wearing this dress?" Inside the store, Sophia asked while twisting her body in front of a fitting mirror.

"Very good, the tightened waist line is just right to show the best part of your figure, but I think it would be better if the hip line is tightened a bit, what do you think?"

As soon as Ron opened his mouth, he was old-fashioned, but Sophia didn't feel offended. On the contrary, she was a little happy. After all, if a handsome guy like Ron was with her when she went shopping, even if she knew he was Salaried bodyguards will feel happier.

"Just listen to you, you have a good vision, I guess you must often go shopping with women, right?" Sophia tentatively asked without any trace, but this kind of temptation is no different from an old fritter like Ron.

"Of course, I often go shopping with my girlfriends."

Ron didn't play any tricks at all, and confessed directly that he had enough women now, and gradually showed signs of kidney failure. Forrest Gump's perpetual motion skills gave him inexhaustible physical strength, but he couldn't Give him an indestructible kidney, this is probably the biggest shortcoming of this skill.

"Oh, is it?" Sophia narrowed her eyes cutely. For some reason, it reminded Ron of a leopard in the forest, beautiful and dangerous: "Then do you mind changing it? Or one more?"

Sofia's performance fully demonstrated the enthusiasm of a Brazilian girl. The bad thing is that she didn't continue to delve into this topic, but picked up a men's suit and gestured to Ron: "Do you think, if you wear this and I How about going to a nightclub together?"

Sophia is holding a black suit with a casual style in her hand. Ron has a hanger figure, so he can wear anything naturally: "Of course, but the price of this dress is almost as high as my one-month salary, I can't afford it."

"Waiter, please help me wrap this together and swipe the card." Sophia flicked the credit card in the waiter's hand angrily: "I invite you, on the condition that you are not allowed to tell my father about going to the nightclub."

"That's not okay. I go to the nightclub at night, after I get off work, so this should be considered overtime work, and I'll get overtime pay." Ron refused righteously.

A big well appeared on Sophia's head: "I'll make up for the overtime pay for you! Just say whether you agree or not?!"

"That's fine."

The night shrouded Los Angeles with a veil of mystery, just like a sexy belly dancer, wanting people to uncover how beautiful his true face will be.

Of course, this is only relative to ordinary people. Ron doesn't have this trouble, because the girls will line up and wait for him to uncover the clothes on them that hinder their freedom.

"Arthur, how is your investigation going?"

After dancing with Sophia on the dance floor for a while, Ron took advantage of the opportunity to go to the toilet, skillfully found a corner, and called Arthur.

The company arranged to work as a bodyguard, and Ron did not give up the company's investigation. Fortunately, two people came here at the same time. Ron is not in the investigation work, and Arthur can still complete it.

"No progress, BOSS, I have investigated Bullet's and his wife's accounts, and there have not been any large-scale funds entered recently."

"Please, will you deposit the stolen money into your own bank account after the robbery? What's the difference between going to the police and surrendering yourself?" Ron rolled his eyes: "What you need to pay attention to is cash, cash understands ?"

"He doesn't necessarily hide the cash somewhere, but a person who suddenly gets rich will inevitably make some retaliatory consumption. As long as his consumption is abnormal, we also have sufficient reasons to doubt him."

Ron had already begun to regret it, and this kind of investigation should be handed over to Hank. He was a policeman, and he was more proficient, while Arthur, who was a killer, seemed to know nothing about it.

"Of course I will pay attention to this aspect." Arthur was slightly dissatisfied with Ron's questioning: "I checked his consumption records. Recently, he ate a little more beef than before, and this consumption is also related to his consumption. As far as the salary is concerned, it is completely affordable, and other consumption records are compared with usual, there is no abnormality."

"Well, I blamed you wrongly," Ron frowned. "This is a bit troublesome. If her consumption hasn't increased suddenly recently, and she hasn't purchased any large consumer goods, then why is he robbing? Is it just to save her money?" Do you sleep with banknotes on your bed?"

"Or did we make a mistake? He was just lucky, and the robbers just forgot to kill him that day."

Ron thought for a while and shook his head: "I don't think it's possible. The identity of the robbers has been revealed that day. Everyone has at least one criminal record of burglary. I don't think they will be inexperienced to this point."

"In this case, I have two hypotheses."

"Tell me."

"The first assumption, this is that we are going in the wrong direction, the bullets have nothing to do with the robbery, they are fine, it is purely because you shot too fast, and the robbers did not have time to kill him."

"It's possible," Ron thought about the situation at the time. It took him 1 minute from the first shot to the last robber fleeing. It seemed that the robbers really didn't have much time to react: "Then What about the other one?"

"Another hypothesis is: the group of robbers he contacted didn't give him any money, or only gave him a small part of the money, so he simply left the original group and chose another group of people to do it alone. As I said, the group of robbers you met that day was much worse than the group seen on the video."

"Yes! That's it!" Ron's eyes lit up, his thoughts suddenly cleared up, and he was about to say something, but there was a commotion in the middle of the dance floor of the nightclub. He turned his head and saw a strange man flirting with Sofia.

"Keep an eye on the bullet, we'll talk later, I'll deal with other things first."

After explaining to Arthur Ron, he went straight, walked between the two people who were tugging, pushed the man away with his palm, and blocked Sophia with his body: "I don't think it's a gentleman to be violent to a lady in public behavior? What do you think?"

"Go away, this is a matter between me and this little bitch, it has nothing to do with you! If you want to be a hero, go back..."

The man roughly reached out to push Ron, but just as he stretched his hand halfway, Ron grabbed it nimbly, and pushed his two fingers hard.

"Ah! It hurts! It hurts! Let go! It hurts! Please let go!"

Ron seemed to have not heard, and continued to increase his strength: "I don't remember this attitude when begging for help."

"Please! Can you please let go?" The man was so painful that tears flowed out, but he could only apologize honestly due to the pain in his fingers.

"Look, won't he be able to talk well~" Ron let go, and the man quickly took a step back while clutching his fingers, and looked at Ron in horror.

The man was wearing a well-crafted suit, and his hair and nails could be seen to have been carefully cared for. He should be a member of the upper class.

"Who are you?! I'm Sophia's boyfriend. This is between us and has nothing to do with you!" The man looked at Ron pretending to be fierce, but he didn't dare to take a step forward.

Ron made a leaning posture in the middle of a boxing, and immediately the man shrank back in fright, and the surrounding spectators burst into laughter. Everyone could see that this was a stern coward, and some even whistled at him, ashamed Men feel ashamed.

"I..." Before her bodyguard could say three words, Sophia had already spoken first.

"He's my new boyfriend, a real man, not a badass like you! We're done, Jack!"

As soon as Sophia finished speaking, Ron's phone vibrated suddenly, and Ron pressed the call button, and Finch's anxious voice came from the earphone immediately: "Ron, be careful! There are several people with bad intentions approaching you! They have guns!"

There was a hint of a smile on the corner of Ron's mouth, thinking that you could collapse for a while~ You couldn't collapse until you got here.

Long before Ron went to him to make a phone call, he had already noticed that some people around him had a few pairs of murderous eyes constantly scanning his side. In order to confirm whether these murderous targets were aimed at Sophia or himself, He deliberately made an excuse to go on the phone.

One is to confirm the progress of the current investigation with Arthur, and the other is to separate from Sofia to see whether the target of these people is her or me. After all, I am now a security company guard and have just killed a group of robbers , maybe it was an accomplice of the robbers, and the ghost who was still in the company wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of him.

But it turned out that he was thinking too much, and the target of these people was Sophia.

The third is to look at Finch's reaction. Maybe Finch really gave Reese a vacation, but with his good-natured character, he will never let Ron, who has not reached a cooperation agreement with him, stay with Sofia alone. around.

"Of course I know, and I still have their guns."

Diagonally opposite, the big black man hidden in the crowd reached into his pocket to touch it, but found nothing. Ron smiled and took out a pistol from his pocket, which belonged to him.

But now, the muzzle of his pistol was aimed at himself.

When Ron was just walking around on the dance floor, he had already used his skills to steal his weapon.

"I guess you must have lost it, right?" Ron's smile was so creepy in the eyes of the big black man, he just wanted to run away, but Ron had already pulled the trigger.

"Bang!" The big black man fell to the ground in response. The sudden change in the nightclub caused the guests to run away screaming, leaving only two other black people pushing away from the crowd and continuing to run towards them.

One of the black men touched his bosom, but he couldn't find his pistol, so he simply drew out his dagger and charged at Sophia, while the other aimed his pistol at Sophia.

Seeing that Sophia was about to fade away, Ron didn't care about his gentlemanly demeanor, and kicked Sophia's buttocks, kicking her to the ground. It flew past Sophia's pretty face, except for her face being scorched by the hot wind of the bullet, she was barely hurt.

Of course, that kick in the ass from Ron didn't count.

Just as Sophia was about to get up from the ground to trouble Ron, another gangster rushed in front of her, holding the dagger in his hand, holding it high, and was about to swing it down...

At this moment, Ron finally moved again.

"Bang! Bang!" After Ron fired one shot, the muzzle of the gun immediately shifted slightly to the left, and another shot was fired almost without a pause.

The first shot hit the neck of the gangster with the knife, and the second shot hit the chest of the gangster with the gun. The two shots were not fatal, but they had the effect of stopping. After all, it was not the weapon that Ron was good at. Such a result in such a short period of time was enough. Not bad.

(End of this chapter)