The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 65 Slums (this chapter is titled by fox_alex)

"Is there anything else? If it's okay, I'll go offline first. Going to bed late is not good for the skin." Peggy yawned.

"Wait a minute, another hour will be over soon," Ron chatted with Peggy while driving: "I said, are you looking for a school to do some research? Just like my brother , Sitting at home and playing games every day is really a waste of your IQ."

"To be smart, you must contribute to all mankind. Where did you get the misunderstanding?" Peggy's tone became bitter again: "Or do you think Sheldon studies physics to advance human civilization? No! He just did it for his intellectual curiosity and, of course, the honor."

"Well, my mother thought you and Sheldon could be a couple." Ron shrugged helplessly, resolutely choosing not to argue with a female genius whose IQ could completely crush him.

"Falling in love with Sheldon? Are you sure that Ms. Mary is not joking?" Peggy said in shock. She was still full of respect for Ron's mother who had accompanied her through the special period of her parents' divorce, and finally she did not continue. vicious.

"I'm pretty sure, her tone definitely doesn't sound like she's joking." Ron said, as a car was driving across the road, Ron keenly caught the FBI mark on the shoulder of the driver of the other car, and the corner of his mouth curled up. radian.

The other party met him on Highway [-] as Peggy said.

"Seriously, are your family really sure about your brother's hobbies?"

"How is it possible? Sometimes I suspect that he is not interested in women. I don't want to talk about this topic with him at all. I am afraid that he will give me a physical hygiene class like when I saw you kissing me in college. God, that But it was my first kiss, and it was completely destroyed by Sheldon before I had time to recollect the atmosphere."

On the one hand, Ron complained to Peggy about his best brother, and on the other hand, he kicked the accelerator again. The outline of the slums in front of him was faintly visible under the light of the street lamps. wave to him.

"That was my first kiss too." Peggy muttered softly.

Ron didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"

"I said, maybe you should care about your brother's mental health." Peggy immediately changed the subject: "I hacked into Sheldon's phone by accident once, and guess what I saw?"

"Isn't it a variety of physics research materials? What else?" Ron said that he was not interested in Sheldon's mobile phone at all.

"Video of granny fighting granny."

"Cough~cough~" Ron almost choked himself to death with his saliva, he parked the car on the side of the road: "Why would he be interested in that kind of thing?!"

"You ask me, who am I asking?" Peggy's voice was a little blurred: "Stop talking, I've seen you from the satellite, and you're going to bed, don't forget to promise me a date, good night."

"It's only 10 o'clock, so early?" Ron glanced at his watch, but there was no response from the headset: "What a weird guy, are all geniuses usually this weird?"

At this time, in an ordinary house in New York, the delicate girl with her legs holding the pillow put down her earphones, kicked her legs vigorously, and then let out a deep breath and fell limp on the bed.

And what was playing on her laptop was the picture of Ron with his butt up and driving in the trunk of the car just captured by the military satellite. Peggy looked at the picture with blurred eyes and muttered something in her mouth.

"Ron, sooner or later you will be mine..."

Peggy brought up the pillow and was about to go to bed, but happened to see a big puddle of water stains on the pillow, and threw the pillow against the wall in embarrassment...

On the other side, Ron found a slum house and climbed to the roof. There were many fragmented sounds in the middle due to too many debris, but the owner here was not alarmed.

Or pretend not to have found it.

Anyone who sees a person climbing up the roof of his house with a large gun almost as long as a person on his back will be very smart and pretend to be stupid. This is the survival philosophy of the slums in the United States.

"Let me see." Ron opened the satellite map sent by Peggy just now, and combined with Monica's information, he quickly analyzed the three houses where Veron's subordinates were located, which were in the shape of a zigzag on the open ground in front.

It is hardly adjacent to other houses, which saves Ron trouble, at least he doesn't have to worry about harming innocent people.

"Let me see if this big guy is fun~" Ron adjusted the angle through the electronic scope on the LG-5, pointed the muzzle of the grenade launcher at the room on the right, and gently pulled the trigger.

There was a crisp sound of "boom", and there was almost no feedback from the gun body. Even if Ron was a veteran of guns, he had to sigh that the feel of the gun was really amazing.

At this time, the grenade had already shot out of the barrel, breaking the glass of the room and immediately causing a violent explosion.

"Boom!" Most of the walls of the simple house in the slum were blown away, revealing two corpses covered in blood.

"FXXK! There's an attack! Get up the fuck!" The only survivor in the house ran out naked with an AK rifle in his hand, howled at the other two houses, and looked around the dark street in panic, trying to find someone to attack them. Where is the ghost of God.

But Ron didn't intend to give him this chance, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Bye bye, scum~" His finger pulled the trigger again, and a 40mm grenade directly hit the gangster's body.

The moment it encountered an obstacle, it immediately triggered the fuze.

"Boom!" A huge flower of blood burst out on the spot, and the stumps and broken flesh splashed everywhere, directly drenching the sleepy-eyed gangster who had just come out of the next room.

Is it raining?

The gangster who just came out was still a little slow to react, and touched the sticky night body on his face, but when he saw clearly what was in his hand through the street lamp, Ron's third grenade also arrived as scheduled.

"Boom!" He now stepped into the footsteps of his companions.

"Isn't this thing too violent?" Ron looked at his result in surprise, and kept rubbing the body of the gun with his hands like a fetish pervert: "But I like it!"

Ron fired three shots in rapid succession, and the huge explosion directly razed the third house to the ground. At this moment, the gangsters in the middle room finally reacted, and shot randomly at the empty street with various weapons in horror.

But now Ron doesn't intend to continue attacking their group of rookies with grenade launchers.

According to Monica's intelligence, the money and evidence are inside the walls of the house, and continuing the bombardment is likely to damage the things inside, so he can only reluctantly throw the launcher aside temporarily, pull out his pistol and jump off the roof .

(End of this chapter)