The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 93 It was obviously me who came first

"Boss, I don't understand, why do I have to ride in the same car as a killer?!" On the back seat of the car driving to the suburbs, Hank complained dissatisfiedly holding his LG5 sniper grenade launcher.

Ron and Arthur were sitting in the front and passenger seats of the car.

Of course, Ron couldn't understand Hank's rejection of Arthur. He had been complaining since he shot and rescued Arthur last time, not because of Ron's order to attack the bodyguard.

Which of the cult group's bodyguards doesn't have blood on their hands?Hank, who has a strong sense of justice, has no psychological burden on this. He just thinks that killers are also not a good thing.

But what he didn't expect was that he would one day work with the killer.

"Because he's an excellent infiltrator, he will be our new companion." Ron glanced at the depressed Hank in the rearview mirror and said, "Of course, if you think you can do something like he assassinated a cult last time." If he sneaks into work as perfectly as the boss, I don't mind killing him now."

"I used to be able to." Hank looked down at his beer belly, which was about to squeeze through the car door, and began to miss the days when he was the number one sniper of the SEALs.

At that time, he drove the coolest car, drank the strongest wine, played the most beautiful game... well, he was far less romantic than his boss, until he returned to normal life after retirement and gradually gained weight.

"Of course you can, Hank, but you have to face reality," Ron joked to his subordinates: "There is an old saying in China that time is a butcher's knife...you understand."

"Turn left, the house with a green swing in the yard is Finch's house." Arthur, who had been acting as a navigator, checked his weapon and suddenly opened his mouth.

Finch is the one-line contact between Arthur and the Killer Company, and is also known as the Killer Manager in the industry. That's right, even he, the company's top killer, doesn't know the exact location of the company, and the manager needs to contact him for everything.

The economic man has all the information of the two parties and keeps it secret.

Ron drove the car to the door and stopped: "Hank, you stay in the car to be on guard, and I will go in with Arthur."

Ron was worried that Hank would not have the heart to attack women and children, so he decided to leave him in the car. Hank nodded sullenly, and his dislike for Arthur deepened.

He obviously hasn't officially joined the special operations team, but Hank has a feeling that he is about to fall out of favor. Before, Ron would definitely bring him in all his violent actions, but now he is replaced by Arthur.

hateful!Obviously I came first!

"Ding dong~"

Ron motioned for Arthur to ring the doorbell, and a fair-looking blond woman opened the door. Arthur quickly pulled out a gun and pointed her at the woman's head and pushed her into the room.

"What a merciless man~" Ron shook his head and followed into the room, not forgetting to close the door behind him.

"Good morning, Finch."

When Finch heard the movement in the living room coming with a gun, Ron waved to him with a kind smile on his face, while on the other side, his wife and daughter were squatting on the ground crying at Arthur pointing a gun at him.

"What are you going to do?!" Finch moved the gun back and forth on the heads of Ron and Arthur: "Let go of my family!"

"boom!"

In order to facilitate communication, Ron knocked out his pistol with a single shot: "I'm sorry, I hate when people point guns at my head~ Has no one taught you to be so impolite?"

Ron took a few steps forward, kicked Finch over, and repeatedly crushed his shot hand with his leather shoe: "I don't think I need to introduce that Mr. Arthur over there. You should be familiar with him. They are my new subordinates, so I don't need to say much about our purpose.

You'd better tell me what I want to know, I just ask, where's Dean? "

Ron with a kind smile formed a strong contrast with his current behavior, and gave people a feeling of creepiness. If it were someone else, he would definitely ask and answer at this moment, but Finch still kept his mouth on the sidelines. Screaming, yelling "I don't know."

Arthur was about to take some action, but was stopped by Ron shaking his head.

"Well, it seems that Mr. Finch still doesn't have a clear understanding of the situation he is in now~" Ron picked up the pistol that Finch dropped on the ground, and walked to the family under Arthur's control He picked up Finch's daughter and walked to the meat grinder next to the kitchen, and turned on the switch.

The high-power machine immediately made a powerful "Weng Weng" sound, and Finch immediately had a bad feeling: "Let her go, what are you going to do to her?!"

Ron was unmoved, and stuffed his daughter's hand near the entrance of the meat grinder, grinning grinningly like the villain in the movie: "I'm going to start with the fingers and stuff her whole arm in bit by bit. , How fast depends on how fast you answer the questions.

If you hurry up, maybe she can still keep a small bone~ Or you can buy a Chinese novel "The Legend of Condor Heroes" first and teach her how to reach the pinnacle of life with one hand. "

As he said that, Ron quickly pushed down his hand without warning, "Dirty~" The machine started with a loud roar, and a large piece of minced flesh and blood spewed out from the mouth of the meat grinder amidst the girl's screams , a sputtering girl.

Finch's eyes were about to burst, and he quickly shouted, "Let go of her!"

Ron was unmoved, and pressed the girl's hand down again. Half of the girl's body was splattered with mince, and she yelled frantically in fright.

"300 Colby Square! I swear he's there! Please let her go!" Mr. Finch fell to his knees, sobbing.

Ron Arthur looked at each other and nodded slightly. It seems that what he said should be true. Ron turned off the meat grinder in satisfaction and let go of the girl's hand. The girl rushed towards her mother crying.

Miraculously, nothing happened to her hands.

Ron showed a mischievous smile, held up a piece of raw beef that was secretly hidden in his hand when everyone was not paying attention, and proudly shook Mr. Finch who was kneeling on the ground.

"Sorry, it seems that I accidentally ruined your steak," said sorry, but Ron didn't have the slightest regret on his face: "But if you want to try Chinese food, you can try the dumplings stuffed with beef and scallions .

I swear on my best luck it tastes amazing. "

The mother burst into tears holding her daughter: "God! You are a bastard!"

Ron was unmoved, but continued to stare at the relieved Finch: "It's too early to relax, I think you should be able to guess what I plan to do next.

So I suggest that you'd better buy the latest flight ticket now, and take the whole family on a trip together. When you come back, you'd better change your place of residence, and you'd better change your name together. "

"I can guarantee that Dean's company will be eradicated completely, but a killer agent who leaks information will definitely attract other companies to chase after him."

(End of this chapter)