The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 420 Japanese-style Ihe Slash VS American Ihe Slash

Ron thought that with his super good looks, he could fool the brats into being obedient for a few days, and after a few days, the matter was resolved, and when those stinky brats lost their freshness and wanted to make trouble, they would Let them mess around.

But as it turned out, he was naive.

It was just at night, and Zooey was about to go out to a party. Of course, Ron refused, so she went back to the bedroom angrily, and then her little daughter, Lulu, hugged Ron's leg and asked him to tell a story. On the contrary, the two boys made him feel more at ease.

As for the youngest one, with Fiona taking care of it, there was no chance of being a demon at all.

"Thank you so much, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't know what to do with these brats~" Ron hugged Fiona from behind who had just put the child to sleep.

"Hush! Keep your voice down," Fiona put a finger to her lips: "Just fell asleep, look how cute he is, you said when we will have our own baby."

It seemed that in order to avoid Ron's misunderstanding, he added another sentence: "I don't want you to marry me, I just want a child of our own so much, and then I will raise him by myself..."

Because of her background, Fiona is always very humble when facing Ron. This kind of humbleness is reflected in all aspects of the two people's communication process, even though she is not the first one to be together among Ron's friends in the world. Yes, but the progress of unlocking new poses comes ahead of everyone.

Fortunately, there was no need for Ron to speak, and there was a new situation that allowed him to avoid this question.

"Woo~" The siren on Ron sounded, and there were intruders on the lawn, but because it was an anti-tank mine, it was fine for people to step on it, as long as it wasn't a heavy weight bouncing back and forth on it, it wouldn't explode at all. So it didn't detonate the mine.

It just activated the automatic recognition machine gun, and the muzzle quietly protruded from the concealed plants. As long as Ron put his finger on the screen, the intruder would be shot into a sieve immediately.

But Ron frowned looking at the pictures captured by the surveillance, because this figure walking on the lawn with evil eyebrows and mouse eyes obviously has nothing to do with the professionally trained agents of the Association, and he can't even be regarded as a soldier, just like an ordinary man. You know...a high school student?

"A terrorist?" Fiona asked worriedly.

"I don't know, you stay in the house and don't come out, I'll go and have a look."

Ron is not sure whether the other party is deliberately pretending to be a high school student. This is not difficult for a master. Ron himself often pretends to be a drunk, a businessman... and other identities, and this possibility cannot be ruled out. sex.

Following the stairs to the living room on the first floor, there was a faint sound outside. Through the window, Ron could already see a figure putting a ladder on the window of the bedroom on the second floor outside and climbing up.

Ron made a decisive decision, rushed out and hugged the figure's legs and fell to the ground, "Don't move! If you dare to move again, I'll shoot your head off! Romeo, I'm an agent of the Federal Tax Service!"

In the middle of the sentence, Ron felt his knees wet against the man's back, and looked down, this silly boy actually peed his pants!
"Don't kill me, please don't kill me, I will never dare again!" The man begged for mercy with a slightly immature sound.

Ron thought inwardly that he was unlucky, and quickly moved his legs away, kicking the man on the ground over with his legs. After a closer look, he turned out to be really just a high school student.

Before he could ask a question, Zoe rushed over angrily: "Ron, what are you doing?! He is my high school classmate, but he just wants to ask me to go to the party!"

Ron let go of the high school student on the ground, and stared at Zooey fiercely, scaring her so much that she couldn't help but take a step back. Then, as if remembering something, he puffed out his beginning-sized chest in disbelief: "Why are you staring, then Scary, this is my home! Look again! Let me sue you and let them replace you!"

"If you can do it, I beg you to call and complain and let them replace me. Do you think I'm happy to stare at you brats?"

Speaking of this, Ron became angry: "However, until the Ministry of Defense replaces me, I have the final say on everything here, now go back to your room and go to Zoe! I say no Go, just don't go! Besides, don't play any more Romeo and Juliet dramas with me!"

After finishing speaking, Ron didn't care about the two people who stared at each other, and went back to the bedroom by himself. The boy rubbed the arm that was sore from being broken by Ron just now: "Are you going to the party tonight?"

Zooey glanced at his crotch in disgust: "No, I won't go, I suggest you don't go either, at least go home and change your pants first, so as not to embarrass yourself."

After finishing speaking, he walked back to the room without looking back, and Ron smiled gratifiedly by the window on the second floor: "Everything is done, I can finally sleep."

Because Fiona had to take care of the baby, the two were not in the same room, but Fiona slept in the master bedroom, and Ron slept in the bed made of sofas in the living room.

It's not enough to avoid suspicion, mainly because Fiona is afraid of affecting Ron's rest.

At night, everything was quiet, Ron fell asleep in the living room, but after a short sleep, he was awakened by palpitations.

A sense of panic and crisis filled Ron's heart. Ron sat up from the sofa and picked up the siren. There was no response, but Ron didn't just fall asleep.

He has encountered this sense of crisis many times before, and every time this magical intuition led him to escape from death, he believed in his intuition.

Ron turned on the screen of the monitor again. Nothing was seen on the monitors in the house, and the front lawn was the same. When Ron adjusted the monitor to the rear camera, an incredible scene appeared.

In the open space in the backyard, there was a figure in white clothes, even his head was wrapped in a white cloth so that his face could not be seen clearly, only a pair of eyes were exposed, and a figure with a samurai sword on his back was floating across the grass like a ghost. , the action looks extraordinarily light, as if there is no weight at all.

Not even the vibration sensor that Ron had placed was responding!You know, this is the latest technology developed by Ron from Howard's laboratory. It can even sense the vibration of a needle falling on the ground!But now, they turned a blind eye to the footstep vibration of the white "ghost".

Until it got under the window, the ghost seemed to know the location of the mines in advance. With a very awkward position, it just staggered all the mines buried under the window!
If it wasn't for Ron who could clearly see the person's feet, he would have suspected that he had met a ghost!

"Could this be ninjutsu? It looks like there are a few brushes." Ron got up gently, and tiptoed along the corner to the corridor window.

The large-caliber Smith & Wesson revolver had already been quietly held in his hand.

With a "click", Ron quietly pushed aside the hammer, and the small crisp sound became clearly audible in the night. The ghost who had just walked to the window immediately paused, and touched his chest.

Whoosh whoosh~
Accompanied by the sound of glass shattering, three darts struck Ron in the shape of a finished product. The speed was as fast as lightning. He quickly turned his head to avoid it. If he hadn't been prepared, he would have been hit by this one.

At the same time, Ron didn't care whether he saw anyone or not. The moment he stood still after dodging the dart, he immediately shot two shots at the window with "bang bang".

It's just that he was obviously a step too slow. Just as he finished firing two shots and was about to fire the third shot, beside him, a window suddenly shattered, and a white figure crashed in from the outside. Ron quickly turned his gun, and this This time, it was still another step slower. Just as I stretched out my hand halfway, I suddenly felt a chill.

Ron yelled in his heart that something was wrong, and quickly retracted his hand. This time, his reaction was finally able to keep up with the opponent's speed. A cold light flashed, and the pistol in his hand was only half of the smooth fracture, from the magazine to the trigger. The front point is neatly chopped off.

If Ron was a little slower, even if he didn't have to say goodbye to the whole hand, he might have to cut off at least a few fingers. Ron couldn't help but gasp. This can be said to be the strongest hand he has ever met since his debut. enemy.

Missing a hit, the opponent's reaction was obviously more surprising than Ron's. At this time, the blade of the ghost who had just cut off the pistol was pointing downwards, and without stopping, he immediately took a step towards Ron, flipped the blade, and struck Slashing Yin, another cold light flashed from bottom to top.

Ron didn't even have time to see the trajectory of the opponent's blade, so he rolled to the side in embarrassment, and finally passed the blade.

At this moment, Ron had rolled to the ground, lost his pistol, and had almost no room for resistance. Like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, the ghost immediately raised his samurai sword above his head unceremoniously, and lunged forward. The next is another cut.

However, Ron is not a small character that can be easily dealt with. His strong desire to survive made him immediately think of a way to break the situation. Ignoring the samurai sword that was cutting towards him, he kicked hard with his right foot, which was kicking on Yu's front leg.

The cold light tilted, and the katana cut open the wooden floor next to Ron and then slid a string of sparks on the concrete floor. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ron's hand finally touched the handle of another pistol at his waist.

Instead of pulling the gun out of the holster, he directly twisted the muzzle towards the samurai's head, and the action of pulling the hammer and pulling the trigger was almost done in one go, and it was done at the same time.

"Peng!" Ron's hope was shot to nothing.

"FXXK! Which bastard said that within seven steps, the gun is fast and accurate?! Liar! It is clearly faster than the knife!"

The opponent's reaction speed was so fast that the moment Ron shot, he temporarily adjusted his movements, abruptly retracted the third slash that was swung at Ron, and then twisted his whole body backwards, which was difficult for a gymnast. It was done, the upper body leaned back almost parallel to the ground, avoiding Ron's shot.

Then, while Ron fired the second shot, his body twisted like a snake, and while avoiding the bullet, he threw another ball to the ground.

"Bang~" The ball exploded, releasing a blinding white light. Ron quickly closed his eyes and turned back. He knocked down the sofa behind him and turned it over into a cover. When he poked his head out again, the ghost had completely disappeared.

"Ron! What happened?" Fiona and the children poked their heads out of the stairs in horror.

With so much commotion here, there's no reason for him to be able to sleep.

"Go back, go back to the house, and I won't let anyone out unless I tell you!" Ron yelled anxiously, and at the same time came out from behind the sofa at the risk of exposure, looking around vigilantly.

"Hey, guy who hides his head and shows his tail! What's the name of your move just now? Juhe slash? I heard that it seems to be a certain number of knives? Isn't it? It looks like that~" Ron was in the middle of the living room, nervously Turning around, the muzzles of the guns passed the possible hiding places one by one, and the mocking mode was turned on on the mouth.

Only in this way can the ghost's attention be firmly controlled on himself, so that he can't be distracted from hurting Fiona and the children.

"Sure enough, a ninja is a profession that can only be sneaky. The Taoism practiced is just some dirty stuff, or is it that your teacher taught you this kind of dirty stuff? Tsk tsk, that's it. Are you ashamed to call yourself a master?"

Nothing?So how about some extra fluff?
"Just now you were very good at lurking in. You didn't even activate the vibration alarm device. Could it be that you practiced it when you peeked at the woman taking a bath?"

"Wait, that's not right," Ron suddenly realized, and continued to babble: "Such a difficult thing, you must not be able to understand it by yourself, it must have been given to you by your master, and he must have brought you along. I went to the women's bathhouse every day to peep, and practiced it by the way, right?"

"I remember that I, who had a good life when you were young, had a comic character who looked like this. What's it called? A lecherous fairy?"

"Enough!" Suddenly, two kunai flew out from behind the kitchen bar. Ron remained vigilant, and when he heard the sound of the wind, he dodged to the side, and the muzzle of his gun was aimed at the position where the sound of the wind hit, "bang bang" and two more shots .

But this time it was empty again. At this point, Ron did not dare to shoot again easily. Although the Smith & Wesson M500 revolver is amazingly powerful, it can only hold five bullets in the corresponding magazine. , he had fired four shots with his second gun, and only the last bullet remained in the gun.

The other party obviously knew this too, and walked out from behind the bar without fear, every step seemed slow but fast, with the toes touching the ground first, and could suddenly burst into force at any time, either forward or backward, left or right. Right, it gave Ron a feeling that he couldn't lock it, and he didn't dare to shoot.

Ron shook the gun vigorously, his palms were full of sweat: "Don't move! If you move again, I will shoot you immediately!"

"Our Lanyingliu's swordsmanship is upright, it's not something sneaky!" Ghost put the knife back into the scabbard in front of Ron and held it in his hand: "I know you only have one bullet in your gun, how dare you?" If you don’t dare to duel with me, use your spear and my sword, and I will use our Lan Yingliu’s Iai Slash to defeat you in a dignified manner!"

"Correct me, that thing of yours is called a knife, not a sword, the kind with two sides of a sword," Ron put the gun back into the holster, and smiled contemptuously at the other party: "It just so happens that I also have an American-style Iai cut, which can be done Play with you."

(End of this chapter)