The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 135 Roman's Provocation

"The legs are so sexy, baby~ when are you going to open them up to meet me?"

In the old warehouse in Rio, a frivolous black guy with a smirk on his face accosted Giselle who had just come in on a motorcycle, but Giselle had a way of dealing with this kind of street gangster.

click~
Giselle immediately drew a loaded pistol from his body and pointed it at the black boy's head: "When I pull the trigger, do you still want me to open it?"

Giselle smiled, extremely charming, but it was a rose with thorns.

On the other end, two Mexicans with luggage swaggered in and began to mock him in all directions in Spanish.

"It seems that you have already met." Toretto finally appeared.

After introducing each other, the most frivolous black guy was the first to ask: "The candidate is good. I want to know what's going on now. They came all the way to find us."

"We have a new job." Toretto smiled mysteriously, and O'Connor began to introduce the situation according to the FBI's habit: "The target's name is Barack, and he is in charge of the drug trade in this area. No written records have been placed."

"That is to say, his money is never deposited in the bank?"

"That's right," O'Connor unfolded the map. "His money is stored everywhere in this city."

"That is to say, we are going to empty it out one by one." Toretto answered.

"What?" The frivolous black boy was startled, and uttered crazily at the speed of RAP: "Don't think I don't know, he is the boss of this area, how many of us are there?"

"You're crazy, take us to a completely strange country, and let us go and rob the biggest gang leader here? God! I thought it was a legitimate business! This sounds more like a personal vendetta."

"I wouldn't ask you to do legitimate business." As the saying goes, the person you know the most is the most ruthless, and O'Connor's complaints made him feel the pain.

"Is that so? I love all of you, and it's a personal grievance. I don't feel comfortable doing it." After walking, Roman was the first to turn and leave.

Toretto had heard about his character from O'Connor a long time ago, and smiled lightly when he heard this: "We are talking about [-] million US dollars."

"What did you say?" Roman turned back: "You know, sometimes I'm too cautious... After all, we just met..."

The funny look made others laugh.

"Yes, that's right, 500 million US dollars, half of the money we get, we will share equally, that is to say, each person will have at least [-] million US dollars."

"Okay, I joined, but, I want to ask, why only half? What to do with the rest of the money?"

"Of course the rest of the money belongs to me." Ron finally arrived late, followed by two guardians Hank and Arthur on the left and right, and behind him was a man with an unhappy face pulling everyone's luggage in a small cart. Karl.

"Long time no see~"

Ron hugged Giselle and Mia, whom he had known for a long time, and turned to look at Roman: "What? Do you have any objections, kid?"

"Hey, there are only four of you three, even if you bring children! Why do you share half of the money?" Roman plausibly said, "If you want me to say, everyone should share the money equally, right?"

Roman opened his eyes and looked around, looking for someone who would agree with him. He thought he would get everyone's support, but except for the two helpless Mexicans, everyone turned their heads and looked around in embarrassment, and ignored him at all. the meaning of.

What a joke, Toretto was taken in by Ron in his early years, and he still remembers it vividly, and his little friend O'Connor was just beaten by Ron not long ago.

In addition, Taiji met him when he was racing underground, and knew his origin, and Geesel was from the CIA, so he had called Ron in advance before coming this time.

By the way, Geesel seems to have resigned from the CIA. I don't know if he can be recruited by the way this time. He still trusts Geesel's combat effectiveness and ability.

"What's the situation?" Roman was a little confused, so he said, "This guy is planning to steal your money."

Roman raised his fist and gestured in front of Ron: "Don't think that I will be afraid of you if you bring two bodyguards. Believe it or not, if you are singled out one-on-one, Uncle Roman can beat you all over the place?"

"Hahaha..." Ron laughed until his stomach ached. This was the funniest joke he had heard this year: "You want to fight me one-on-one?"

"Of course, I meant one to hit one, not me to hit the three of you alone, that's not fair, if you are afraid, you can ask that brat dragging the luggage to help you together, Uncle Roman is merciful, and I will give you two to one Opportunity."

While weighing the strength of both parties, Roman thought about it.

That bald man looked hard to mess with at first glance, he was definitely a ruthless person, that's fine, and that fat man's weight advantage was too great, so he might not be able to beat him.

Roman once fought with a fat man. Even if he punched him with all his strength, he could only send waves of flesh on the opponent, and when the opponent grabbed him, he could not breathe.

Only this little boy looks easy to bully, although he is tall enough (a head taller than himself) and his muscles look very bluffing, but these are just the airs of training in the gym. The ability to come out.

With such a good-looking boy, what else can he do besides selling his ass, Roman maliciously guessed that this one is a GAY, and GAYs are very afraid of pain.

And if you bring a drag oil bottle, the combat effectiveness will be halved again.

Roman has already made up his mind, as long as the other party agrees, he will go to that kid immediately, and the other party will definitely save the kid, and then the witty Uncle Roman will smash his jaw with a punch!
"Haha, you don't need to bring the kids, we'll be one-on-one. If you beat me, I'll give you all my share." Ron laughed until tears came out: "You can do it now..."

As soon as the words were closed, Roman punched Ron's eyes sneakily.

Although this is different from his original plan, it doesn't matter. Didn't I say you can't sneak attack?Roman was elated.

However, when Roman imagined that he could punch Ron with one punch, get a large sum of money, and win Giselle's heart at the same time, Ron tilted his head slightly, avoiding the punch that Roman was bound to get.

At the same time, a slap grew bigger and bigger in his eyes.

slap~
Onana didn't dare to look directly at Roman's tragic situation, and he had been slapped to the ground.

"Didn't your boxing coach teach you that you can't punch with all your strength?" Ron looked down at him condescendingly: "Unless you can be sure to hit with 100% certainty, each punch has at most five points of force, forget it, even The center of gravity is not stable, probably no one has taught you how to box."

God!I was actually knocked down by a little boy?Roman felt that he had been insulted, and quickly got up and assumed an attacking posture again.

But this time more cautious.

"What? Don't fight? Then I will attack this time?" Ron smiled.

(End of this chapter)