Daily life of an American TV drama agent

The relationship between Ron and Uncle Fried Chicken is very delicate.

The two were obviously rivals, and Ron also stole a large portion of the tax money from Uncle Fried Chicken. Logically speaking, with Uncle Fried Chicken's ferocious temperament as a drug lord, it would be a big loss for his whole family to kill Ron. light.

But he didn't do this and decisively gave in in front of Ron. This seemed incredible to outsiders, but it was easy to understand for Ron.

Almost everyone who is engaged in intelligence knows that the CIA has been conducting intelligence infiltration work into other countries through drug traffickers, and Uncle Fried Chicken is the leader of the CIA's tentacles.

When Ron visited, he directly revealed his identity, and his behavior to Francis afterwards was actually a message to the CIA through him. They knew each other well, so Ron didn't have to worry about the revenge from Uncle Fried Chicken.

Furthermore, even if Uncle Fried Chicken is really crazy and plans to fight Ron to the death, he is actually not afraid. Not to mention that Uncle Fried Chicken’s main power is in California, nor does he mention how tough the people of Texas are.

Forrest Gump, who lives next door to Ron's house, is not a character that those gangsters can handle, let alone the dozen or so comrades who live with him and are carried back from the battlefield by him.

Each of these combat elites has good combat effectiveness and is the real elite force of the United States, and they all believe that they owe Forrest Gump a life.

And Forrest Gump is Ron's brother-in-law, which means the Cooper family is protected by more than a dozen elite soldiers. What kind of security level is this? Even important government officials probably don’t get this kind of treatment, right?

Therefore, Ron is not worried at all about Fried Chicken Uncle or other forces using his family as a bargaining chip to threaten him.

The corners of Uncle Fried Chicken's mouth twitched. Although what he was thinking about now was to ask his men to use submachine guns to kill this bastard, he still had a smile on his face: "You know, although they are all drugs, the main drug here is methamphetamine. , and those people mainly deal with heroin, and what we are actually doing is not a business, so we don’t have much dealings with them.”

"But," before Ron could get angry, Uncle Fried Chicken added, "I vaguely heard that someone recently delivered goods from Mexico to this side through the mines in the south.

Because the road inside the mine is very difficult, I have been recruiting drivers among the drag racing groups in Los Angeles. Maybe you can try sneaking in as a driver. I happen to have a friend who works for Barak. Maybe she can help you get around. Get into those riders. "

"She?" Ron caught the word "she" keenly. As far as he knew, drug dealers' subordinates were usually male. He didn't expect Uncle Fried Chicken to have such outstanding female members. Ron felt a little Incredible.

"You also have a very talented female undercover agent on your hands. It sounds incredible."

"No, I think you misunderstood," Uncle Fried Chicken pushed up his glasses and stretched out a hand to Ron: "She is from above. She can temporarily authorize you to use it, on the condition that she will not disturb me again in the future. business.

Of course, I will pay the taxes. If you are worried, I can also let you station an accountant here. "

It sounds like the CIA wants to calm down the matter. This is not surprising. Recently, politicians have been asking the CIA, which is affiliated with the Pentagon, about the unexplained use of funds. The CIA has been overwhelmed.

At this time, they do not want the Francis faction, which has a huge say, to jump out and cause trouble again, so this can be understood as a way to show goodwill to the Francis faction.

Moreover, if Ron's target is Rabak, on the other hand, he is also helping Uncle Fried Chicken clean up his competitors. It is regarded as working for the CIA, free of charge. They are happy before it is too late, how can they be in trouble.

"Deal." Feeling that there were no pitfalls in this cooperation, Ron slapped Uncle Fried Chicken's hand cheerfully.

"Gizelle, you can come out now." Uncle Fried Chicken shouted at the cashier, turned around and walked out, leaving the space in the room to Ron. From the kitchen behind, a beautiful woman wearing a tight leather jacket walked out with a pair of slender long legs. Legs made Ron feel more at home.

"CIA agent, Gizelle is reporting to you, sir." The beauty Ying saluted Ron with a knightly salute.

Ron nodded with satisfaction, but his heart was shaking: Oh my god, it's really Gal Gadot.

Yes, that’s right, the one Uncle Fried Chicken called was the female agent who helped Toretto in Fast and Furious 4. Ron originally thought that Gizelle was a member of the drug cartel, but unexpectedly she was CIA people.

The CIA is really pervasive.

"Tsk, tsk~ I don't mean to be sexist. With a figure like yours, it would be a pity not to be a model but to be an agent." Ron admired sincerely, but it made Gizelle feel uncomfortable.

Gizelle frowned slightly, then immediately relaxed, looking around at Ron with a wild look: "With all due respect, it would be a shame not to go to a nightclub as a duck with a figure like yours."

"No sexism intended either."

"Okay, I was offended." Ron rubbed his forehead awkwardly: "I just didn't expect to meet an outstanding woman like you in the secret service industry. I have always felt that a woman like you is more suitable to appear in Hollywood. , acting in a movie based on our story, rather than directly becoming a character in the story.”

"Oh~" Gizelle put away her slightly hostile gaze and asked with interest: "Then what kind of role do you think I would be if I appeared in the movie? An agent like now?"

"Or a superhero who wears armor that doesn't cover much more than a swimsuit, like Wonder Woman, a heroine who holds a small whip in one hand and a sword in the other." Ron gestured with a whip.

"Those are the Lasso of Truth and the Vulcan Sword." Gizelle smiled.

"You also like to read comics? I have a younger brother who likes superhero comics. Maybe you will have something to talk about."

"No," Gizelle shook his head: "I just learned that being able to cut into other people's topics at any time is a required course for every agent. Don't tell me you didn't learn this in school. I don't want to have an unreliable person. Sir, your behavior makes me very doubtful that you can successfully infiltrate Barak's drug cartel."

"Sorry, I am an agent who became a monk by the way. I graduated from the Chinese Department of Harvard, but who told you that I planned to infiltrate the Barak Group? Shouldn't the plan be made by the superior?"

This was the first time that Gizelle had encountered such a difficult commander, and asked, "Then what are your plans?"

"I plan to have a late-night snack first. Eating fried chicken at night is too unhealthy. What do you think of Chinese food? I know a good Chinese restaurant. Do you want to try it together?"

A mischievous smile appeared on Ron's face. He was very curious about how the beautiful Gal Gadot would look after eating snail noodles. It must be very exciting~

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