The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 378

"Hey! Arthur, pay attention, we are watching, what are you looking at?"

In a street cafe in Paris, Ron patted the shoulder of Guo Da next to him unhappily, and the two people who had agreed to come out to watch together, turned out to be watching the target by himself, while Arthur was looking at the phone all the time .

Come on, who is the boss?

"Sorry, this guy is so funny. I've never seen an astronaut who was treated so badly." Arthur shared the video on his mobile phone with Ron, and the one on the phone turned out to be an acquaintance of Ron's.

In the video, Howard has the words "F. loops (meaning both fruit circles and getting behind me)" on his head, and happily thumbs up to the camera.

In addition to the writing on the face, glasses and mustaches were painted on with a marker. It looked like a big Mickey Mouse. Ron knew that he was being tricked by other astronauts at a glance.

"Poor Howard~"

"You know him?" Arthur was a little surprised.

"Of course, he is my brother's good friend, and he is also the technology research and development department of our special operations team. Well, this is really funny." Ron was also laughed unkindly by Howard's funny appearance.

"Of course, you haven't seen the last video of him, someone is walking in space, put a face on the window where he sleeps, and then he scared the guy screaming for 15 minutes, lol."

"Look over there," Ron laughed halfway, and suddenly found a familiar figure of a backpacker beside him, and forced Arthur's head to that direction: "That's the backpacker who appeared on the scene of the fire!"

Ron just arrived in Paris yesterday, and before he had time to indulge, he received information shared by the CIA that the office of the woman who stole the nuclear bomb was burned into flames in Paris.

That's why he pulled Arthur out early in the morning to look for clues. This time, Ron didn't even bother to use his own information channels, and ran out directly following the little fat girl from the CIA.

By the way, I don't know if the CIA is really unavailable, or there are other reasons, but for such an important mission, they actually sent out the information commander when Ron visited as a field agent very playfully.

"Look over there, it's Ford, the legendary CIA agent!" Arthur followed halfway, and suddenly pointed to the side as if he had discovered a new road. Ron saw that it was Ford who had a dispute with them at the gate of the CIA branch.

"I just said that the CIA would never just send a middle-aged aunt out to perform a mission like this." Ron suddenly realized and nodded: "I understand now, they sent a total of two teams, and the legendary agent will attract them in the open." Pay attention, and let the fat woman stare in the dark to see what they are going to do."

Of course, Ron checked Agent Ford's mission resume after he went back, but the resume was like shit. Almost half of the missions ended in failure. Ron could tell at a glance that those were forged. He firmly believed that Well, Agent Ford must be as powerful as he said. The reason is of course his crazy superstition on Guo Da's face, and even this superstition has spread to Arthur.

Are you kidding me? Agent missions have always been close to death. Except for top experts like Ron himself and his subordinates, who can take those missions as fun?
If Ford had failed so many times as his resume said, he would have died countless times. How could he have the opportunity to perform tasks alive and kicking like he is now?

Thinking of this, a trace of contempt for the CIA flashed in Ron's mind: who are you going to show such a fake tactical deception?Even children don't believe it!
Well, if Ron's thoughts were known by the CIA's personnel department, his stomach would probably hurt from laughing. Ron is so experienced, he would never have imagined that some agents would be so weak that their opponents would not even realize that he was an agent. Knocked out and ignored by ordinary people, right?
On the street ahead, "Guo Da" walked in front as if nothing had happened, followed by the suspicious man who had appeared at the scene of the fire, and behind him was the fat woman who had just been chased out from the cafe.

Ford quickly found a beautiful woman for a few words, too far away, Ron didn't know what they were talking about, but he still wrote down the woman's face, and in the gap between him and the beautiful woman, kept talking The fire man following behind shot suddenly.

Taking advantage of Ford's unpreparedness, he switched his backpack with the one on his body, and Ford seemed to be unaware of it.

"This..." The corners of Ron's eyes twitched, and now he was at a loss for words. Being optimistic about his own things can be said to be the basic quality of an agent. Even if he can't do this well, can he be regarded as a legendary agent?
"Could it be that he had noticed the person behind him a long time ago, and wanted to play a big game of chess to attract all the people behind that person?" Arthur thought while resting his chin.

"Yes! That's what it looks like!" Ron clapped his hands and said excitedly, "Why didn't I think of that? How could the famous legendary CIA agent make such a low-level mistake! Just watch, he will give those A resounding slap to the villains who looked down on him."

But the fact is not as Ron wishes.

Before the other accomplices were attracted by Ford, the fat woman who used to sit in the CIA office rushed towards Ford like crazy, shouting "I'm in my pants!" .

If there was a selection for the most disappointing agent this year, Ron felt that she would definitely be the No. 1 vote unanimously.

"This woman ruined all of Ford's plans~" Arthur shook his head helplessly and sighed.

"Don't look, let's follow and give them some support if necessary." Ron patted Arthur on the back and followed. He admitted that he was moved by this "Guo Da" and started poaching thoughts.

Not far ahead was a square, where an unknown singer was singing on stage. The fat woman rushed to the stage and grabbed the singer's microphone: "Ford! They switched your bag!"

Hearing this, Ford opened the backpack and saw that it was a time bomb with only ten seconds left in the countdown!

"FXXK!!!" Ford hurriedly pushed away the backpacks of the people standing in front of him and threw them into the river.

"boom!"

The bomb made a huge splash in the river.

"Boss, is that guy really a super agent?" Arthur looked a little dumbfounded.

Which super agent would carry a backpack stuffed by others without even looking at it, and then walk up and down the street with a time bomb on his back, even in the middle of a crowded concert?
If something happens, more people will die, right?

"We were wrong..." Ron shook his head gravely.

"So Ford is a parallel importer?"

"No, I mean he might be more advanced than we imagined." Ron said with a serious face: "We all thought he just wanted to lure the snake out of the hole, but he thought further than us, and he was even afraid that the opponent would not be fooled. Deliberately bringing bombs to the most densely populated place, remember the training class I gave you?"

Arthur nodded in confusion, but Ron pointed to the river next to him.

"I said a long time ago that an agent should not only have excellent professional skills, but also have a kind of thinking ahead. I mean, he may have memorized the entire map of Paris, so he memorized the map so confidently." Back and forth with the backpack, because he knows where there is a river or something where he can detonate the bomb safely!"

Most people may not notice this detail, but Ron has noticed, because as he said, every time he goes to a place, he will memorize the map of the destination in advance. This trick has allowed him to avoid many times in previous missions. Deadly crisis, I didn't expect Ford to have the same habit.

Ron felt that he had really met a bosom friend.

"Are you sure?" Arthur was still a little skeptical.

"Of course, you see, that's his achievement." In the corner of the stage, the man on fire just now appeared again, and took a photo of the fat woman who was still dazed on the stage: "I guess he must have discovered that Ford has other things." Man, hell, this fat woman ruined Ford's plan, let's go, let's see what stupid things that stupid woman can do."

At this time, the small square was in a mess, and Ron and Arthur were not conspicuous in the crowd, especially after they had done cross-dressing, Ron looked like a middle-aged British gentleman, while Arthur was caught by Rowan. Eun dressed up like a Ward comedian.

"I don't think we should follow so far, BOSS, we may have lost track of those legendary agents." Arthur said looking at the back of the fat woman who walked into the abandoned building.

The man on fire ran in front, the fat woman chased after him, followed by Ron Arthur and the two hung far behind. Finally, the man on fire got into an abandoned building and disappeared, while the fat woman took out a pistol and got in too. .

"Yes, the rest has nothing to do with you, your appearance is easy to cause misunderstanding, so wait here, I can go in alone."

When Ron walked into the building, the fat woman and the man on fire were almost on the top floor, so Ron had to speed up his pace a little, and finally stopped when he was approaching the door of the top floor. He heard footsteps and voices outside. It's very heavy, and it should be the fat woman from the CIA.

Ron stuck out half of his head, and as expected, the fat woman was holding the gun nervously, stepping forward and searching for the figure of the fire man.

"What an idiot who stays in the office for a long time, he's just the second door in front of you!" Ron couldn't help complaining about the low quality of CIA's employees again.

At first glance, this building has not been visited for a long time, so the doorknobs of every door on the top floor are covered with dust, except for the door that Ron noticed, there is an inconspicuous handprint on the doorknob, Ron I bet if the Fire Man wasn't hiding behind that door, he'd have put the grenade in his mouth and pulled out the insurance.

Sure enough, as soon as the fat woman walked to the door, the fire man suddenly broke down the old door and threw the fat woman to the ground.

"Hi, I didn't expect to see you here." The fat woman pretended to be calm: "I just came to look for my bird. It just flew away. Hey, Mr. Sandbag, are you there? Shhhhh~"

As she said that, she whistled, but the fire man didn't intend to talk nonsense with her, so he just took out his dagger and wanted to kill her.

"I have to warn you, I don't want to see such a ridiculous bomb incident again, understand?" The fat woman suddenly hooked her hand, and the pistol that was knocked out while rolling on the ground just returned to her hand and pointed at the fire man: "Throw away the knife, or I'll shoot!"

The fire man smiled mockingly: "Really? I don't think you can shoot a gun. I think it would be better if you put bullets in the gun."

Ron was ashamed to watch it any longer. What kind of horse is this?Even if this fat woman is a civilian agent, she shouldn't be so lazy, right?Didn't even find the magazine was taken out?

"I guess the CIA's agent training must be similar to your girls' play house, right?" The fire man grinned grinningly and took a step forward, his dagger stretched forward to stab her to death.

The fat woman suddenly flew up and kicked his hand holding the knife, but the fire man is such an easy-going character, he retracted his hand slightly, and was about to change stabbing into slashing, intending to stab her little fat leg first. Come up and let the blood out with a knife.

"Forget it, let's help out~"

At the very moment, Ron picked up a stone and threw it hard at the fire man's face. Hearing the wind, the fire man turned his head to look, but his hand was just one step behind and failed to hit the fat woman's leg.

And the fat woman's kick towards the dagger also missed, but she didn't stop, instead, she continued to use her momentum to kick towards the middle of the fire man's legs.

"啪~" is the sound of an egg breaking.

The corners of Ron's eyes twitched. Even if the kick didn't hit him, he couldn't help but feel pain for the fire man. Naturally, the fire man screamed in pain and clamped his legs.

The fat woman hit another kick, and kicked at the hand holding the dagger. Under this force, the dagger pierced into her body with a backhand. Ron saw that the fire man's face was deformed in pain, and the fat man The woman just took advantage of this gap to get up, then stepped on his ankle, pressed the dagger out of his chest.

Unexpectedly, the hand pressing on the chest was accidentally a little stronger, and it pushed the fire man off the roof.

"No! No! No!" The fat woman stretched out her hand to pull him, but she was a step too late. After a heavy object fell to the ground, when she went to look again, the fire man had already fallen downstairs with a piece of construction waste on his chest. The steel bars that had been pierced through it seemed that they would no longer be alive.

"The reaction speed is too slow, and the strength is comparable to that of ordinary men, but the shots are not measured, and there is no value in attracting them." Ron wrote such a comment under the photo of the fat woman in the notebook, shaking his head and going downstairs first.

"How is it? Boss, I saw that guy in the cafe just now died."

"Yeah, that's right, so how about I suggest we go to the Boulevard de Gaulle now?"

"Why do you want to go there?" Arthur asked puzzled.

"Because there's Chanel, CUCCI and everything that fascinates women," Ron sighed. "Believe me, if your woman knows you've been to Paris and doesn't find any of the With these brands, you won’t be able to have sex with her for at least a week.”

(End of this chapter)