The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 465 Troubled
"so what should I do?"

Sitting on the "Batmobile" stolen by Ron, which was actually just an old Ford just stolen, Peck muttered to himself, probably because Batman was the superhero he admired since he was a child, he actually wanted to right now This mysterious man dressed as Batman confides.

"You have only two choices now," Ron replied calmly while driving: "First, you completely give up the idea of ​​exposing this matter, and then just find a small town for the rest of your life. After two or three years, they will give up their pursuit of you, and at that time, you can even return to Los Angeles to live."

"But I don't want to do this! Could it be that they have done such a thing, and it is a crime for me to even tell him? Isn't the United States a country with free speech?!"

Peck felt that his three views had been impacted. It was the so-called "American values" shaped in his mind by various propaganda calibers since he was a child, but now his values ​​have collapsed.

"Hehe, freedom of speech? Child, you are past the age of believing in fairy tales." Ron sneered disdainfully: "The so-called freedom of speech is just a joke in the eyes of real big shots. Believe it or not, as long as there are enough interests, they will even How dare the president cover his mouth so that he can't make a sound?"

"How is it possible?" Ron's words made Peck shudder.

Ron smiled and didn't speak, and the car returned to silence again. After a long time, Peck seemed to have made a decision, and said again: "You just said that I have two choices, what about the other one?"

"Another option is to leave the United States." Ron took out a prepared map and threw it into Peck's arms: "Don't you want to expose their surveillance plan? Don't count on the media in the United States, but You can try your luck in Europe."

"However, those hypocritical Europeans at most use you as a tool or bargaining chip for negotiating with the United States. You should be more careful when dealing with them. If it really doesn't work, there are probably two places in the world that can provide you with protection. I have already Marked for you."

On Ron's map, two countries were highlighted by circles, one was China and the other was Russia. Peck raised his head puzzled.

"Why these two places?"

"Because these two places are one of the few places that cannot be covered by the influence of the United States, whether it is the KGB or the Chaoyang masses, the killers sent by the NSA will have nowhere to hide. Have you figured it out? How do you plan to choose?"

"I've made up my mind, and I've decided to go to Europe." Peck looked up, his gaze firmer than ever before.

"OK, then I'll take you to the pier now, there will be a smuggling boat bringing Brazilian smugglers here every night, you just need to get on the boat and tell them that you are V's friend, and they will take you where you want to go. "

Of course, Ron gained not only a little money from the operation in Brazil, but also the intelligence network brought by the anti-communist army, covering almost the entire Latin America. Now Ron, with his trumpet "V" identity, is in South America Can call the wind and rain.

"Thank you, I will definitely..."

In the middle of Peck's words, "Bang!" A gunshot pierced the tranquility of the night sky. A rifle bullet shattered the rear window of their car, almost flew past Peck's face, and then penetrated the front windshield. The windshield disappeared.

"Look down! There's a sniper!" Ron pressed Peck's head down and stepped on the accelerator.

Peck's head was pressed down, and he still did not forget to remind Ron: "Steer the car in an S shape! When I play games, drive the car in an S shape to make the sniper miss the target!"

"Boy, the snipers in the game are different from those in reality. The snipers in reality don't care whether you walk in S shape or B shape. As long as he wants to kill you, it doesn't matter what shape you run! The target of the car is too big. Big!"

After finishing speaking, Ron seemed to have a feeling, his whole body was excited, he slammed the main steering wheel, the car rushed to the left, and just as the car changed direction, a bullet pierced through the seat next to Ron and sank into it. night.

Ron was in a cold sweat from fright. If the car had been driving in the same direction just now, the bullet would have pierced not only the back of the seat, but also his head!

Ron made a judgment in an instant, this is a sniper who can't lose to Hank!

But I had already thrown them away at the intelligence station building just now!Why are you still catching up now?
"Mobile phone! There is another mobile phone on Peck's body that has been tracked!" Finch shouted in the communication channel, and Ron hurriedly asked him to throw the mobile phone out.

But it was too late to throw away the phone. The intelligence support team on the flyover calmly pulled the bolt, and another bullet was pushed into the barrel. This time, the muzzle of his gun was adjusted a little lower.

"Bang!" The sniper pulled the trigger, and the bullet blew out the left rear tire of the Ford, which swayed uncontrollably to the left and hit the utility pole on the side of the road.

The airbag popped out, and Ron lay unconscious on the airbag. Peck was shocked and struggled to get up, ready to continue to escape, but he didn't want a strong hand to push him down on the airbag again.

"If you want to live, just keep pretending to be dead!"

It turned out that Ron was not in a coma!
Peck was pleasantly surprised: "You're fine!"

"What? Do you really want me to have something to do?" Ron lay motionless on the airbag with his eyes closed, and continued to speak angrily: "Believe it or not, you will be the next one to die immediately after I die?"

The tires were blown out, the car was smashed into a utility pole, and it was impossible to escape a professional sniper on the open road.

For them, the only feasible solution is to play dead, betting that the snipers of the intelligence support team are not in the habit of making up swords, and when they come to confirm the death, they will suddenly explode and quickly kill the remaining two people.

"letter."

"Leave the letter to me, don't talk, they are coming soon!"

After Ron finished speaking, he half-closed his eyes and saw two figures approaching their car through the rearview mirror. As they got closer, Ron began to count silently in his heart, one step, two steps, three steps... When he counted to the tenth step, The two attackers were within ten meters of the car!
Ron could even clearly see one of them eating a hamburger with the salad dressing not wiped off his mouth.

Ron suddenly pushed open the car door, kicked his feet hard in the car, and flew out of the car. At the same time, he had already held two Glock 18s in his hands.

"Go to hell!" Two hands grabbed the muzzle of the gun and sprayed flames, instantly sweeping down the intelligence support team member who still had a shocked expression.

"It's done." Ron kicked the two corpses on the ground, and each took another shot, and then he was relieved. He is not the kind of idiot who can't make shots.

"It's really amazing." Peck was full of surprise.

"It's nothing. If you start watching short movies and start practicing guns, I guarantee that your marksmanship will not be too bad." Ron smashed the glass of another car on the side of the road with one punch, opened the door, and Pull the wires from under the steering wheel to start the fire.

"Give me a hand and put the bodies of those two idiots in the car, now no one will stop us from going to the pier."

An hour later, Ron finally delivered Peck to the pier safely. Finch had been waiting there for a long time, and Ron took the initiative to step aside. He knew that Finch must have something to say to Peck.

And at this time, he was just able to push the car with the corpse into the sea.

"Hello, Peck." Finch stretched out his hand to Peck, and Peck's lips just moved, and continued in stages: "I know what you want to ask, yes, it exists, and it is watching each of us at this moment."

Peck opened his mouth in shock: "My God! They really made that thing that can monitor everyone. It's a disaster! Where is it? How does it work?"

"Everything you want to know is here," Finch took out a document from his briefcase and looked at Ron. Ron nodded, and Finch stuffed the document into Peck's hands.

Peck was a little suspicious: "How do you know this?"

"Because that machine was made by me, because of him I almost lost everything I love, so I give you a very sincere suggestion, put it down and live your new life, goodbye, Mr. Peck. "

After finishing speaking, Finch seemed to have lost all his strength, turned around and staggered towards his car, Ron quickly walked a few steps to catch up: "You know he will never do what you say."

"Yes, from the moment I saw the child's eyes, I knew that he was exactly the same as when I was young. Sometimes I kept thinking, is it worth it?"

Because of his emotional agitation, Finch unexpectedly talked a lot tonight.

"Don't you already have the answer in your heart? If it's not worth it, I don't think you would take the risk to fight for justice with a retired CIA agent. To be honest, I sincerely admire your actions."

With that said, Ron stretched out a hand like Finch, and Finch held it tightly.

"Uh..." Ron looked down at the hands they were holding, and his tone was a bit tangled: "I originally wanted to say that it's time to pay the bills now, but if you want to continue lying down, then hold Okay, but I have something to say first, I am not interested in men, and besides, there is an extra charge for the work of emotional escort..."

After finishing Finch's commission, when Ron returned home, Sheldon and Leonard had already received the award accompanied by their mother, and Leonard also received a long-lost hug from his mother as a reward, but seeing the pair When the mother and child hugged each other, everyone felt very uncoordinated for no reason.

Ron sent his mother back to Texas and took a little vacation for himself. When he returned to his home in Los Angeles, the atmosphere in the house was obviously not right.

Sheldon continued to be at the computer, not knowing what to study, strange things, while Penny and Leonard were at the kitchen, as if arguing about something, Ron just heard memorizing words when he pushed the door.

"Oh my god! My brain must not be back from that crazy place in Texas, what did I hear? Are you two finally planning to get married?"

"I don't know either." Leonard cast those big innocent eyes on Penny, "You really plan to marry me, right?"

Despite being with Penny for a long time, Leonard still felt unreal.

"Oh my God, of course, why are you asking such a stupid question?" Petunia replied as a matter of course.

"I don't know, maybe it's because we have no engagement date or even discussed the wedding. What kind of wedding do you want? Indoor or outdoor?"

Shelton turned around in surprise: "What? An outdoor wedding? Isn't it? I can clearly say now that I won't go."

"Did you hear that? If you don't want to have a nuisance at your wedding and keep falling down, choose an outdoor wedding." Ron opened a can of Coke and sat on the sofa to continue watching the show.

"Okay, the wedding will be indoors." Penny compromised: "I want to hold the wedding in the church."

"OK, the guests are all in formal suits, and we're done with the wedding."

"Sounds perfect." The two returned from tension to harmony.

At this time, Shelton didn't turn his head, and said abruptly, "But the wedding date hasn't been set yet."

"Shut up! Sheldon!" Ron interrupted Sheldon's fire in time, and turned to Penny and Leonard: "Seriously, you two have been together for a while, I believe you Finally, we are happy with each other, but it is time to put an end to this relationship, I have even prepared a wedding gift for you, my dear brother Sheldon, how about this gift?"

"No matter how dirty or messy you make the house, as long as you take this little elf into the messy house and have a look, he will automatically clean up the house, except for nagging a little bit sometimes, which makes you unbearable There is nothing wrong with wanting to strangle him all the time, but if you really do this, how can I prove that you will never be held criminally responsible~"

The blessing is sincere, and the desire to send Sheldon away is also sincere. Ron has discussed with little George about sending Sheldon away since he was ten years old, but in that traditional Texas town, there is no The family is interested in the monstrous Sheldon.

"You're right, Ron, it's time for us to set the wedding date." Leonard looked at Penny sincerely, then suddenly knelt down on one knee, and took out a jewelry box from his pocket: "Penny, you Will you marry me?"

Petunia was stunned by this sudden surprise, she could only nod repeatedly: "Of course."

"Then when do you plan to hold the wedding?" Shelton continued to ask without giving up.

Ron didn't reprimand Sheldon again this time: "Listen, I think you guys are free tonight, and Las Vegas isn't too far away..."

"Good idea! Let's get married today!" Leonard excitedly hugged Penny and kissed her.

Shelton offered his congratulations: "After so many years of ups and downs, I am really happy for your relationship."

"Thank you." The two continued to hold each other tightly.

"But get out of my seat now." It turned out that the two sat in Sheldon's seat unknowingly.

(End of this chapter)