The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 444 Rescue and Blackmail

The gun rang, and the gangster fell to the ground. He was horrified until he died. He didn't know why the mobile phone appeared on him, and he obviously didn't take it.

Daniel was also terrified in his heart, but he still pretended to be calm. He obviously had the mobile phone, but the ringtone rang on someone else. He fumbled in his pocket, and sure enough, the mobile phone was gone.

Ron couldn't stop laughing in his heart. Of course, this was his trick. Just as the boss took out his mobile phone to make a call, he tapped Daniel on the shoulder to activate the skill he got from Eggsy: petty theft.

Originally, he was already prepared to miss a few times. After all, the first time he used this skill, he stole a tasteful Indian intimate clothing for him. Even if he stole another pair of underwear this time, it would not be surprising.

However, I don't know whether it was God's favor or other reasons, but it was successful the first time.

Of course, it was impossible for Ron to keep his mobile phone on him, so he immediately set his sights on the scapegoat who always followed the boss. He recently accidentally discovered a new way to play in the system space.

The condition for opening the system space is as long as it is around his body, within one meter, but he can open it anywhere he wants. Ron stole the mobile phone and directly opened the door of the system space in his leg pocket, allowing the mobile phone to open it by itself. slide in.

"Boss, I said earlier that I hate Er Wu Zai the most. You should let me deal with him. It's too cheap to kill him with a single shot. At least you should use a knife to slice off his body piece by piece. 108 slices, then served with green onion and cucumber slices, wrapped in bread, dipped in sweet bean sauce."

The first half of what Ron said seemed to be the same thing, but the second half changed the subject and turned into a food show. The boss looked back in shock, what the hell did I find? !
The boss roared unbearably: "Shut up, if you beep again, I'll cut off your tongue! Now, take your weapons and follow me. I'll take you to see LOS."

Finch warned in the headset: "You shouldn't talk so much nonsense with him, it will increase his suspicion of you."

"You don't understand, this is the character design I made for my undercover character, a white gangster who was born in a black society and likes to rap. If I talk less, it will arouse suspicion."

Ron kept up with the boss while tapping the button of the microphone rhythmically.

"But the two sentences you just said don't rhyme. Also, I think you are copying Deadpool's character design."

"It's none of your business." After replying the last sentence, Ron greeted Daniel and dragged the guy who had just been killed to the car together.

The meeting place with LOS was next to an old warehouse near the Port of Los Angeles, and Ron drove, wearing the boss, undercover Daniel and his other two men.

In the rearview mirror, there was an imperceptible smile on the corner of Ron's mouth.

There are five people in total, and two of them are undercover agents. It's no wonder that the boss didn't die if he did this.

Arriving at the scheduled location, the other party's car was already waiting there. The boss opened the trunk himself, and the "rice" snatched from the kitchen last night was impressively here.

"Everything you want is here, I have spent a lot of effort."

"You can really toss." A gentleman-like man got out of the opposite car, followed by two men with submachine guns. If Ron expected it correctly, it should be LOS. Money bag, lift him off the car.

"Next time, don't make me wait."

After speaking, LOS was about to turn around and leave. Ron noticed that Daniel's hands were shaking unnaturally. If this expression was not fear, it must be excitement.

Sure enough, the next second, Daniel suddenly rushed forward, put his gun on the head of LOS and shouted at his subordinates: "Stand back! Then back off! Otherwise, I'll make your boss's brains smeared!"

However, the kidnapped LOS did not panic at all: "Do you know who you are threatening?"

While talking, the boss had already put the gun on the back of Daniel's head: "Let him go! Boy!"

It turns out that even the boss is just a subordinate of LOS.

"Where's your support? Kid?" LOS taunted: "Let me go now, maybe I can leave you with a whole body, so that you can go faster."

"Then you can only shoot." Daniel closed his eyes tightly, not giving an inch, and swore in his heart that even if he died today, he must find a way to drag the support from the police station to arrive.

When he was in the warehouse, he stole the mobile phone to send a message to the contact to tell the other party where to meet. Although I don’t know why the mobile phone that was originally on my body ran to someone else, maybe even God is helping me, but now, He was really in a dead end, and he could only hope that his colleagues in the police station would come quickly.

Or, another manifestation of God.

"Bang!" There were three gunshots, but because the time was too close, it sounded like one. Daniel closed his eyes in pain, but the expected physical pain did not come. Looking back, the boss and his other two The men fell together in a pool of blood.

"Backup is here, it's the good guys' turn now, isn't it?" Ron said as he walked.

It was he who shot suddenly just now. When the other party was unprepared, he killed the three of them in an instant. He walked behind Daniel and patted him on the shoulder: "FBI, my name is Hobbs. We are in the same group."

LOS's eyes were full of fear. He never expected that there would be two undercover agents under his command, and it was clearly written in the police file that there was only one undercover agent.

"No matter who you are, I advise you to let me go! You have no idea who you are arresting! Believe me, your support will not come again, let me go, I can give you a lot of money , let you leave safely, we have five people, and you only have two."

LOS struggled violently in Daniel's arms. His subordinates took pictures of the boss being captured. They had no choice but to point their guns at them but did not dare to shoot. There was nothing they could do.

"Really? The number of people is really a problem," Ron said, looking dangerously at LOS's subordinates back and forth, suddenly raised his hand, and fired again. Before LOS's subordinates had time to fight back, they were shot kill.

"Now, it's two to one. Don't you still think you're an advantage? Could it be that you're such a big shot?" Ron's eyes flickered, and he began to enter the cliché mode.

"Of course, you'd better let me go immediately. I can decide to give you all the money from your boss in the car. Then, you take the money and leave, and fly far away. We don't have to have to live and die, little one." The police."

LOS glanced at the corpses of his subordinates, like looking at garbage, Sihao didn't care about the lives and deaths of his subordinates, these were just low-level gangsters trained by their CIA, they were real cannon fodder, no one would die no matter how many times they died Distressed.

"No matter who you are, I will send you to prison with my own hands and let you spend the rest of your life in it!" Daniel said firmly, and at the same time gave Ron a dissatisfied glance. There are criticisms.

Ron took his little tricks into his eyes and didn't say anything. It could be seen that this was a little white flower who didn't know the dangers of society, so he just took this opportunity to help him recognize the reality.

"No, I can come out in fourteen hours at most, and then I will settle accounts with you!" LOS didn't have a sense of urgency.

"Really? Threatening the police, congratulations, you have added another crime, waiting to build roads in Shawshank until you die!"

"Maybe he's right. There won't be a single charge. At least, there won't be one charge of drug trafficking. My friend, now that all your men are dead, do you want to have a good talk with us? I don't care about the money you just mentioned. I am very interested in that suggestion, I can let you go, but I want more money..."

"Impossible!" Daniel interrupted, "I will never compromise with evil."

"Then go to die."

Daniel froze, and Ron put the gun on Daniel's head.

"Hahaha..." LOS laughed until tears came out when he saw this, grabbed the pistol from Daniel, and kicked him heavily on the stomach: "Come on, little policeman, don't you want to send me to prison with your own hands? ah!"

Then, just as he was about to continue kicking Daniel, Ron put the gun on his head again, LOS froze, and Ron took the gun back from his hand: "Don't worry, my friend, we haven't talked yet. Good conditions, as you can see, I am still entangled in the boundary between good and evil, only one of you two can survive."

"Isn't there enough money in the car? That's my drug money. It's a full 20. It's enough to buy my life. Even if you two share it equally, it's a lot of money. I'm the CIA. If you mess with me It will definitely not end well for you, not to mention that now the decision is in your hands, you can take all the money alone, don't be too greedy."

LOS and Ron looked at each other without a trace of fear in their eyes. He knew that since Ron dared to play this move, he would not kill him easily.

"What?! You actually said that I'm greedy!" Ron's expression changed, and he tapped LOS's head forcefully with his gun: "What do you think of me? Do you think I'm just greedy for money? I'm an FBI agent , do you think that what you want to buy is your own life?"

"It's clearly my conscience that you bought!" Ron roared in grief and indignation.

LOS was a little confused: "Then what do you want?"

"Add money!" Ron said three words after a word.

LOS was so angry that he almost recited it without a breath. If his life was not in the hands of the other party now, he would definitely make him look good, but now, he can only force himself to calm down.

"How much do you want?"

"At least twice that, which is 40." Ron showed a greedy look.

"Okay, I promise you, as long as you let me go!" LOS agreed with all his mouth, but what he thought in his heart was that as long as he had the chance, he must kill this bastard.

No, it would be too cheap to kill him. After torturing him severely, he must be killed bit by bit.

"Please, do you think I'm stupid?" Ron said mockingly, "If I let you go, there will be no excuses, and you will honestly give me the money?"

"Then what do you want to do?"

"I believe you must have more than these few men, find someone to give it to me." With that said, Ron handed over the phone.

"you sure?"

At this moment, LOS didn't know whether Ron was shrewd or stupid, but he still took the phone.

The minutes ticked away again, and after the phone call, Ron tied up LOS, released Daniel instead, and returned the pistol to him.

"I must arrest LOS, I will never join you!" Daniel took the gun, and as expected, he reversed the gun and aimed it at Ron, but Ron didn't respond to the opponent's pistol at all, just laughed. looking at him.

"why are you laughing?"

"Would you like to see a play?"

Ron didn't answer him directly, but Daniel remained vigilant, tightening the gun in his hand: "What show?"

"It's a big show of thieves shouting to catch a thief," as soon as the words fell, Ron suddenly kicked Daniel in the stomach, and Daniel fired quickly, but Ron leaned back as if he had known it beforehand, and the bullet missed.

But besides the bullet hole in the car behind Ron, there was also a bullet hole in the wall next to Daniel just standing!Judging from the angle, the shot was aimed at his head.

Daniel was also terrified when he saw the bullet hole on the wall. If it weren't for Ron's kick just now, he would have died.

"Who?!" Daniel asked loudly while hiding behind the car.

"The CIA is handling the case, Daniel, you have been surrounded, now immediately hand over the LOS agent, we can cancel one charge, otherwise, you will face [-] charges including coercion of police officers and drug trafficking!"

The loudspeaker outside shouted, Daniel was at a loss, but before he could speak, another gunshot rang out, this time, LOS, who had been left outside and left unattended, was shot in the head.

Daniel was shocked, the other party didn't even give him a chance to explain, so he killed his own people first, but then, something even more shattering happened.

"Officer Daniel was arrested, he also killed LOS, and immediately prepared to force an attack!"

"How is it? Do you understand now? Little rookie, you still have a lot to learn from being a real policeman." Ron laughed, and observed the situation outside with a mirror, and saw a familiar figure again.

"Mark, long time no see. I heard that you played wildly in the black community some time ago, and had intimate contact with several black friends. Is your ass better?"

It was none other than Mark who was in command by Ron last time.

The next morning, when others found him, his whole body had already been beaten out of shape, let alone other things. In a word, he would never be constipated again in his life.

"Ron?!" The CIA commander outside trembled, but immediately stood still and picked up the loudspeaker again: "Attention all departments! There is a terrorist inside besides Daniel, no matter what he says, don't believe it. No survivors will be left in this operation, everyone will be killed!"

"Start to act." Ron knocked on the microphone on his chest, and then shouted to the outside: "I am an agent of the IRS, so shooting at me will be regarded as a declaration of war on the US Tax Service! Who dares to shoot! "

(End of this chapter)