The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 597
Like brother pony, Ron also hates others pointing guns at his head, especially when the other party is the kind of supporting character who doesn't even deserve a name in a novel.

"So what can I do if I point a gun at you?" The little guy arrogantly pointed his gun at Ron's head: "Not only will I point a gun at you, but I will also confiscate your weapons and make you crouch with your head in your arms." Next! What are you doing? Kill me if you have the ability!"

Ethan shook his head, this kid is really dead.

"Okay, that's what you said," Ron snapped his fingers, and in the midst of everyone's doubts, there was a blood hole on his forehead and he fell limply on the ground. Everyone was shocked and everyone was in danger. They all hid behind the nearest bunker to avoid the blow from nowhere. For a while, only Ron stood there carelessly.

Rack quietly looked at Ron's indifferent look, and couldn't help being furious. He quietly stretched out a pistol from behind the wooden box and aimed at Ron, but before he could move, there was a crisp "bang" gunshot. This time, everyone Finally, I underestimated it. On the roof next to it, a strange four-clawed machine with a light rifle on its back was standing above it.

Look carefully, there are more than one of these machines, there are as many as eight of them in every corner. These small robots that look like crabs either stand or lie down, and some even stretch out four mechanical legs to hold the pipes and fix them Above, without exception, they all extended their guns to the middle of the alley, blocking it from all angles. As long as they received a signal from Ron, the behind-the-scenes controllers of these robots would control them to shoot at these people.

This is also a new answer sheet that Howard recently handed in to Ron. Although the previous plan of installing a submachine gun on a drone is good, even if the gun with the smallest recoil force is placed on the drone, it will be magnified countless times. Yes, but the pursuit of precision is a dream.

So Ron asked Howard to turn his research direction to a more stable weapon platform. For example, these quadruped robots are very good, a bit like the mechanical dogs produced by some robot companies, but their flexibility is many times that of that.

What's even more rare is that these quadruped robots are just heavy enough to be transported around by drones, theoretically they can fly quietly and low-altitude to wherever you want to deploy them.

"The game is over, little rookies, thank you, if it weren't for the dirty water that some people poured on me before, maybe I wouldn't need to save your lives, you are so lucky, you are my first time The living people caught, except you!"

Ron swaggered to the back of the bunker piled up with debris as if he was giving a speech in the auditorium, and pulled out the prisoner in the solicitor's hand. Do it, but as soon as the gun was taken out, there was an extra blood hole on the head, and there was an extra dead man on the ground.

Ron looked back at the little boy's body, and smiled contemptuously: "No way, no way, anyone else wants to try to resist? Why don't you get up and try? Look at the cute toys above Will it do anything to you?"

Ron pointed to the robot above, and the people below were a little more honest, Ron hooked his fingers at Lark again: "Now I order you to kill him, if you don't follow, I guarantee that you will die immediately .”

"Bang!" Lak gritted his teeth, and finally shot Lian En on the ground.

Ron nodded in satisfaction. The sound of the police car outside the alley was getting closer and closer. Just now when Renault helped Ron snatch and return the bullet, he helped to call the police. Ron walked out of the alley unhurriedly: "Everything here You, Ethan, I have booked a ticket for ten o'clock, if the plane is not late, I still have time to watch the Lakers game live, goodbye~"

The little robots on the roof have camera and recording functions, but no one said that these video recordings cannot be edited. As long as the sequence is adjusted a little bit, what Ron did just now will become Luke shooting and killing Lian, and then Ron came out to stop him.

With this video and Ron's connection in the Pentagon, Ron is not worried at all that the CIA will continue to issue arrests for him. If they dare, Ron has a way to teach them how to behave. The easiest way is to lead them every day. Assault the CIA's various operation stations to check the accounts. Although Ron did not have the right to go to the CIA headquarters to check the accounts, it was enough for them to go back and forth to the various operation stations to make trouble.

However, it turns out that Ron was overwhelmed. Those CIA executives were far more sensible than Ron imagined. Ron's plane landed smoothly and passed through customs without any obstruction. His arrest warrant was automatically cancelled. .

But Ron's plan to watch the Lakers game also fell through, because when he came to the Staples Center, he happened to meet Max and Caroline who were being ejected from the game.

They were invited out of the gymnasium because they spilled sauce on the court while eating in the first row, causing players to fall. Ron had to accompany them to leave, and it took them all night to coax them it is good.

Looking at the sun that had risen into the sky, just when Ron thought he could finally take a rest, another phone call came, and he had no choice but to leave the warm bed and set off for Uncle Pritchett's house.

"Um~ah! Uh~ah..."

As soon as Ron walked to the door, he heard old Pritchett shouting rhythmically from the room. He opened the door and walked into the room. Old Pritchett was lying on the ground doing push-ups.

"What the hell are you going crazy about today? It's just a few push-ups. I didn't hum so loudly when I gave birth to Joe, oh, Ron, you're here." Seeing Ron enter the door, Goliath straightened his hair: "Sorry, I called you early in the morning, but I saw that your uncle started exercising abnormally early in the morning. Usually, I asked him to go for a run with me, but he refused, and he didn’t want to tell me the reason, so I just wanted to Maybe Ron can figure it out."

"Because what you pushed out was only six pounds, and I lifted it up, but it was 220 pounds." Six pounds was the weight of Ron's godson Joe when he was born, and 220 pounds was the weight of old Pritchett now. Richie was ready to get up, but just when he got up, his knees softened and he knelt down again. He could only helplessly reach out to Ron: "Welcome, Ron, you haven't been here for a long time."

"I've been working a little bit more recently, but in fact, we just met a few days ago, at my brother Sheldon's wedding," Ron pulled the old Pritchett up from the ground and looked around at his uncle : "Let me guess, you seem to be wearing younger clothes today, plus you are exercising, and if you are also on a diet, I guess you must have a good affair, right?"

Ron was purely watching the excitement. It didn't seem like a big deal to him. Just after he finished speaking, old Richett's face changed. Before she could speak, Gloria exploded in anger: "He only had breakfast this morning! Damn that Who is the whore? I will kill her!"

"Calm down, I just want to keep in shape," the old Pritchett glared at Ron while coaxing his sweet wife, but under the gaze of his beautiful wife, he could only confess the real reason: "Okay, I I'm exercising because I'm going to pick up Joe at the birthday party, so don't you feel relieved?"

Joe was sent to his friend Henry's birthday party early this morning, and Pritchett has become abnormal since then. Gloria immediately understood: "No way? You are because of Henry's father? Just because of him Younger than you, stronger than you, rougher than you, more manly than you, so you want to look like this?"

"Hi! Take it easy, I'm trying to eat only one breakfast!" Old Pritchett complained jealously, turned and turned to Ron and said, "Jo has been talking about his new friend's father, Henry, all day long. Daddy man oh 'who cares?! He's just been a stunt double in a couple of spy movies, and from the first time Joe went to their house for a sleepover, that guy keeps trying to prove how cool he is, you Can you imagine? When I went to pick up Joe, he flew over my head on a motorcycle!"

"Well, it turns out that you are jealous of your son," Ron rolled his eyes, feeling like a fool, just because his uncle was jealous in front of his son, he ran over in a hurry. Something else: "Actually, I don't think it matters. Me and George Shelton Jr., the idol of the three of us has never been our father, but he doesn't seem so sad."

"That's different, I'm not a fat guy like Old George who can't even do a single push-up!" Old Pritchett said without thinking in front of his son: "After he retired from the team, he never Never done a single push-up, but me? I just did 20!"

Well, what a competitive old man, Ron sighed in his heart: "But even so, you have to admit that you are old and different from when you were young. I believe you must have done more than this when you were young." Much more, not worse than Henry's father at all, but he is old, and he can't accept it."

"But I want to be a very cool dad, even if I'm not as young as other dads." Old Pritchett said while sitting on the sofa, panting, and the 20 push-ups just now almost killed him.

Old Pritchett's eyes were lonely, and Ron felt a feeling of a hero's twilight from him, although at home, old George always joked that old Pritchett was a cook, yes, these two couldn't see each other The father who is pleasing to the eye likes to speak ill of each other behind his back.

Old Pritchett hated Old George because he abducted his sister, and Old Joe accused him of always telling him what to do. Because of this, Shelton arranged their seats in the banquet hall when they got married. to prevent them from fighting on the spot.

But no matter how much the two did not get along, this contradiction did not extend to the next generation. Ron was even one of Pritchett's favorite juniors. This kind of love changed after he found out that his own son was gay. more obvious, so Ron has always been very close to this uncle.

"Okay, I see what you mean, Uncle Pritchett, how about this?" Ron walked to him and handed him a glass of ice water: "I'll go pick up Joe with you later, I'll find How about a chance to frustrate him, show off at the birthday party, earn Joe's admiration, and then I'll tell him you taught me all of this?"

"Really?!" Old Pritchett was overjoyed.

"Of course it is true. Anyway, I have a lot of skills, and you taught me, such as climbing over walls, climbing ropes, and how to make the most delicious pot of red wine stewed beef. You gave me the first date. My car, an old Mustang, was awesome, it was the coolest car we had at school, and I don’t know how many girls wanted to be in my co-driver.”

Ron pressed old Pritchett's shoulder lightly, and said nostalgicly.

Because the Cooper family had many children, Old George's salary was just enough to meet the living expenses of a family of six. Naturally, there was no extra money to buy the children's first car in life according to the tradition, even if it was a second-hand car.

Of course, Ron wouldn't go and force Old George's truck with George Jr., but it was impossible for him not to date. Just when he was going to work to earn money to buy a decent second-hand car, Uncle Pritchett sent him For his birthday, a brand new "used" Mustang.

The words new and second-hand do not conflict sometimes. The old Pritchett bought it brand new, but sold it to Ron for one dollar and it became second-hand. Ron has always remembered this kindness to this day.

"Hahaha, even without that car, you are still the best boy in your school," the old Pritchett laughed heartily. "But is this really okay? I mean, would it be..."

"Don't worry, he's just playing an agent in a movie, and he's also a stand-in for an actor, but I'm a real agent in reality. I can do everything he can do, and I can do anything he can't do." Do it, hey Jay, do you want to be the coolest dad Joe says?"

Ron asked in a bewitching tone, and Blanchet nodded involuntarily.

"Then how about we make the most handsome debut? Didn't you say that he flew over your head on a motorcycle last time, how about we fly over his head this time? Have you ever practiced skydiving in the army?"

Ron thinks it is natural to help his dearest uncle to be jealous in front of his son, but Ron's temper has always been to either do nothing or do it well, so he wants to help his wife Li QieTe become the first person in history. The coolest dad, but the old Pritchett let him down, he shook his head: "You know, I used to be in the Navy, the Marine Corps, and I didn't have a chance to do skydiving, can I learn now?"

"Okay, but the final landing posture will definitely not be cool." Ron shook his head. She could almost imagine the old Pritchett rolling all over the ground with a parachute on his back after landing. This picture is definitely not good-looking.

"By the way, how have you been flying recently?"

(End of this chapter)