The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 121 The Real Black Badger

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Kevin drank a large bowl of soup comfortably, and sighed sincerely: "It's so delicious~ Is there any snake meat?"

"No, what, I'll do it. Snake soup is definitely one of the most delicious foods in the world, especially suitable for mental workers like you who talk about talk shows."

Ron imitated the bad style in the game. After beating the airport guards and knocking him unconscious, he still searched the airport warehouse. In the end, he found an electric stove for a picnic and some simple condiments.

After asking Hobbs to stabilize the plane, Ron spent more than two hours cooking a pot of snake soup at an altitude of more than 1000 feet to supplement the energy of the three of them.

"It's all your fault, Bob! You eat too much!" Kevin pointed at his classmates: "You almost ate half a snake by yourself!"

"Hey, it's not my fault. It's been a long time since I ate it. When we were training on the island, Ron often made it for us. At that time, there were Barney, Christmas, Yin and Yang, Thor... I don't know what they are doing now. That's it."

Hobbs said with great nostalgia while flying the plane.

"I don't know about others, but what Barney said..." Ron showed a look of contempt on his face: "I just saw him a while ago, under the pseudonym Rocky, to box with a group of athletes.

Hell, isn't this bullying honest people?You don't know how badly those boxers were bullied by him. The most ridiculous thing is that he actually pretended to be old, making those little guys think that he had hope of winning. "

"It seems that he has a rich life in his spare time."

It was getting late, and the plane finally made an emergency landing on a grass field outside of Boston. Ron hijacked a car at random and took them to the trading place indicated by the coordinates.

Boston Central Park.

"I don't understand. If the coordinates are correct, we are here now." Kevin looked at the empty square and questioned.

Hobbs glanced at his watch: "The transaction won't start in 30 minutes, so we came a little early."

"No!" Kevin objected. "Why is this kind of transaction done in an open square? Why take the risk? It doesn't make sense, man, damn it!"

"Congratulations, blind student, you have discovered Huadian." Ron clapped his hands without sincerity.

Not only for Kevin's wit, but also for Hobbs' poor acting skills that deliberately act stupid in order to guide his friends.

"Wait!" Kevin looked around and had an idea: "The transaction is not done on the ground! It's underground. Look over there, there's an underground garage!"

In the direction of Kevin's finger, there is an underground parking lot. Ron rolled his eyes at Hobbs: How about it, after a long time of effort, your little cutie finally found the correct answer, can you start to act now?
"Good eyesight, jet." Hobbs praised with relief, and began to make arrangements: "You stay here, continue to watch the wind, the two of us go down together, I will disguise myself as a black badger, Ron, you wait for the opportunity .”

"No problem, but for your behavior of letting me blow the cold wind outside for so long today, I have to solemnly tell you that my appearance fee has now increased!
When the things are handed over to the CIA, I want two-thirds of the benefits. "

"Hey, you are so immoral, this is obviously my task." Hobbs retorted dissatisfied.

"It was also your fault. You know that I can leave you alone, or take you back together with them." Ron said in an unquestionable tone: "Isn't it enough for you to be innocent?"

"Ok."

"Hey! Hey! Hey! You can't leave me behind!" Feeling neglected, Kevin yelled dissatisfied: "I have to follow you, do you know the consequences of leaving me here? Someone will die, and the one who dies is me."

"Do not……"

"Then take him." Just as Hobbs spoke, he was interrupted by Ron, who casually took out a gun from his body and handed it over: "But let me tell you, it's not absolutely safe to follow us. Are you ready to kill at any time, or be killed at any time?"

"Goo~" Kevin swallowed hard, hesitated for a moment, and finally took the pistol Ron handed him.

"That's good~" Ron gave Hobbs an OK gesture, and then took the initiative naturally.

"Your plan just now was too stupid. We didn't need to come forward at all. Now everything is going according to my plan." Ron dragged out two large long backpacks from the car.

"These two backpacks are fire bazookas that I specially asked someone to get. I replaced the dry powder inside with a mixture of chili powder and quicklime, so remember to bring the gas mask in the bag for a while."

"Hobbs and I were alone guarding the exit of the parking lot. When we found the trader, we surrounded them in the middle. After confirming the identity of the trader, we took a photo as evidence, and then we could start firing. Are there any other problems?"

"Yes," Kevin raised a small black hand: "What am I going to do?"

"Follow Hobbs closely, and try not to die." Ron smiled, showing Bai Sen's teeth, and Kevin shrank back in fright.

……

Ten minutes later, a convoy entered the underground garage from the Hobbs entrance.

"There are five cars in total. There are about ten to twenty people in them, and they are in Area C." Kevin leaned behind a car, and reported to Ron nervously through the headset: "Is it possible to do it now?"

"Don't be nervous," Hobbs stroked his back. "These people are just buyers. The seller hasn't arrived yet. Our goal is to snatch the key back from the seller and prove my innocence by the way. Have you installed the bug over there?"

"It's all right, hell, even though I'm a black man, I haven't even fired a gun! It's the first time I've been asked to use this guy to kill..."

Kevin was still muttering and complaining, but Hobbs' comforting hand froze suddenly.

He sees someone who should be dead: Phil.The dead partner who performed the mission with him actually appeared in front of him alive.

"How's the situation over there? I see the seller has come." Ron's inquiring voice sounded from Hobbs' earphone.

Hobbs growled unbelievably: "Ron, you can't believe that the Black Badger is Phil! I thought he was dead!"

"Is he from the CIA?"

"Yes."

"Then it's not surprising. The CIA is definitely not the first one. In the era of the KGB, they may have been brilliant for a while. Now it's just a nursing home with only corruption and drug trafficking. I don't think so. There is no doubt that this guy must have gotten so little money when he was stolen that he made such a move."

Hobbs collected his mind and brought his eyes back to the sight of the rocket launcher: "So what should we do now?"

"Of course...fire!"

Before the words fell, Ron couldn't wait to pull the trigger.

(End of this chapter)