The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 260 Farewell to New York
Tang Ren was like a lily swaying in the wind, in the arms of the boss of the motorcycle gang, swaying back and forth with the music, and occasionally when his face was manipulated to face Ron, his face was full of hopelessness. expression of love.

"Help me, junior brother~"

"Can't forget you write you in your diary

Can't forget that you are still thinking in your heart
......"

And Ron has already taken out his mobile phone and turned on the video mode. This will become another masterpiece of his collection after the video of Sheldon lying in his own urine and twitching. Ren gave an encouraging look.

"Come on, brother, you can do it."

"Oh summer, summer passed quietly and still miss you
Every word you say makes me remember
......"

The cheerful music soon came to an end. Just when Tang Ren thought that the nightmare was finally over, the boss of the motorcycle gang hugged him and got into the photo sticker machine together to take a photo of a photo with a rose petal photo frame...

At night, the trio of Ron and Tang Ren finally came out of the bar.

"Don't tell anyone about what happened in the bar just now!" After a friendly and friendly atmosphere, the three of Tang Ren and the others got some spare clothes from the bikers, and they finally didn't need to be naked.

"Hahaha, don't worry, I won't say it, but it will be preserved forever." Ron still smiled very unkindly, and then Qin Feng and Song Yi laughed together.

"You still dare to laugh!" Tang Ren became furious when he saw Song Yi: "If I didn't save you, would I be reduced to what I am today?"

Tang Ren started arguing with Song Yi as he spoke, but Ron was not in the mood to continue arguing with them because he had just received a message.

"Stop," Ron pressed Tang Ren and Song Yi's heads, "I have something to tell you, I'm going back to Los Angeles."

Tang Ren turned his head: "Wait, Junior Brother, aren't you investigating the case with us? Are you leaving in such a hurry?"

"I can't help it. Now you are already listed criminals. As a law enforcement officer, of course I can't continue to walk with you. This will not affect well." Ron showed the information on the phone to three people.

This little impact was nothing to Ron. If he wanted to, he could revoke the wanted arrest in minutes. He was simply tired of playing in New York and didn't plan to sleep on the streets with Tang Ren and the others.

As for why he didn't help them, it was entirely out of Ron's bad taste. When he could bully his brother, he would definitely not let go of the opportunity. Besides, he knew the plot well, and he knew that they would be safe in the end.

In addition, another important reason is that Uncle Qi has already made a will and donated all his property to the church, so there is no need to go to the dying old man again.

The church has always played a pivotal role in the United States. Not only can it be exempted from taxes, but it also has a large number of believers, which means that every time the general election comes, they are the key targets of politicians.

Even the bosses behind Ron, as long as they want to stay in the political arena, they have to be polite to these big churches, so Ron won't touch that bad luck.

"Damn! We've become criminals in everything?!" Tang Ren yelled unbelievably.

"We fled with the suspect, so we should be identified as accomplices, right?"

Qin Feng analyzed rationally, and Ron nodded approvingly. Sure enough, this trio is reliable, and the other two, one is funny, and the other is a scheming ghost.

It is a miracle that such a wonderful combination can solve the case in the end.

"That's right, so if you want to continue investigating the case, you can only rely on yourself." Ron patted the stunned Tang Ren on the shoulder and said with a smirk.

"Damn, you have no loyalty, you actually plan to abandon your real brother and just want to slip?"

"Senior brother still has relatives? Qin Feng is still your nephew. You ask him if he will abandon you if he has a chance?"

"It's good, we are good." Qin Feng nodded and said in agreement.

"Then what should we do now? Being wanted, we can't even live in a hotel, and we're dressed like this again. Junior brother, you must help me. You are so rich, is there any house in New York for us to live in?"

Tang Ren held Ron's hand and prayed.

Ron quickly pulled his hand away from Tang Ren's dirty body: "There is no house, but I can think of a way for you if you live in it."

Ron bent down and picked up a newspaper from the ground: "Here, if you sleep on the street, you can put this on your body. Although it's useless, it's definitely better than nothing."

"Junior brother, I think back then when I took shit and pissed..."

"Huh?" Ron stared at him, and Tang Ren immediately stopped the nonsense behind him: "For the sake of being a punching bag for you every day and practicing boxing with you, at least you can help us get rid of our clothes~"

"Clothes?" Ron lifted his chin and looked at the strangely dressed trio. To be honest, the clothes lent to them by the motorcycle gangs were definitely not bad. Even the leather jacket that the boss specially reported to Tang Ren was still real leather.

But I don't know why, but no matter how I look at it, I feel that their temperament does not match. The fierce motorcycle jacket is a bit like an African refugee worn by the three of them.

Just when the four of them walked to the shop window, Tang Ren suddenly stopped and stood in front of Ron, his eyes kept glancing back and forth between the clothes displayed in the window and Ron.

Insinuating madness.

"These clothes are pretty good, so I'll help you out again." After Ron finished speaking, he turned up the collar of his windbreaker, pulled the zipper to the top, and instantly covered the collar of the windbreaker with a large collar. Most of his face was covered.

Tang Ren had a faint feeling of something bad: "Junior brother, what do you want to do?"

Ron had already bent down, pried off the manhole cover on the ground with a knife, grabbed one end with both hands, and swung it vigorously. After turning around in place three times, he finally finished accumulating power, and Ron let go.

The manhole cover flew out of his hand and smashed the window with a "bang".

"Woooooo~" The siren started to sound, but Ron had already stripped the clothes off the three plastic models and threw them into Tang Ren's hands: "Why are you still standing there? Run!"

"Ah?" Tang Ren was taken aback for a moment, then turned around and ran away in panic, "Thank you, junior brother, see you again~"

Qin Feng and Song Yi hurriedly chased after them in a daze for a while: "Wait for me!"

Ron shook his head, leaned on the wall, filled out a check that cost twice the price, threw it into the window, and then walked away. Just like that, he swaggered through two blocks and took a taxi to the airport.

He had already booked the plane ticket for the evening when he was in the bar, and now he just slept in and went home, it was time to go back to comfort the women.

(End of this chapter)