Daily life of an American TV drama agent

The Japanese scientist who was kicked away by Ron hit his head against the big tank where the little girl was soaking, causing his head to bleed. Ron was angry and attacked. How could the little Japanese scientist withstand this?

There was already more air coming in and less air coming out. Ron turned his attention to the other scientific researchers in the room. When Ron's Satan-like eyes swept over them, the group of scientists were already frightened like quails, hugging each other and huddled together. There was trembling in the corner of the research room.

"Everyone, I know that the road of science will never end, but before talking about science, don't forget that you are a human being first," said Ron, raising his gun to the scientists: "Goodbye, scum~ I wish you the best If you give birth to a good child in your next life, the Dalits in India will be good~"

"Bang, bang, bang~" Ron fired his pistol continuously, killing everyone in the entire laboratory without mercy. In his opinion, the scientists who conducted this kind of human experiment that exterminated humanity, no matter how great the results were, were not worthy to continue. Live in the world.

The higher the level, the greater the harm caused.

However, there is a problem in killing them all, that is, how should he find the retained virus sample among the tens of thousands of experimental materials in this large laboratory?

But this problem didn't bother him for long, and Ron found a solution immediately.

Since he didn't know which material was the virus sample he was looking for, why not just blow up the entire experiment?

Others may not be able to do this kind of thing, but not Ron. Who gives him the space to carry it around? The bombs installed in Ron's space are enough to blow up the entire laboratory more than ten times!

Soon, Ron installed the bomb and glanced at his watch. Only three minutes had passed. Adding together the time he had just wasted outside, only fifteen minutes had passed since the start of the operation.

But Ron knew that the time was almost up. The response time between various US military bases was generally within an hour, and the response time near Washington, D.C. was only faster than other places.

"OK, guys, it's done inside, let's start the retreat process." Ron's voice sounded in the headsets of all members at the same time.

The Fantastic Four looked at each other, immediately stopped firing and threw smoke grenades, then threw a whole backpack of sensor mines on the ground and retreated. The Aidian soldiers just wanted to pursue them, but the mines were triggered immediately.

The induction mine jumped into the air, then exploded in the air. Countless tiny steel balls smashed him and the few soldiers behind him into pieces. The remaining uninjured soldiers looked at the unfathomable billowing smoke and immediately gave up their pursuit.

Isn’t it good to be alive? Why do you have to risk your life?

On the other side, the clown couple was not hindered. They had not fired a few shots since the external communication was cut off, and they retreated very easily. So everyone returned along the original path and returned to the top of the cliff.

It took five minutes in total.

"Boss, do you want the drones to retreat together?" Karl asked with some distress. He was born in a poor family and had a natural tendency to save money.

"No, these are disposable drones. Use up all your men." As he said that, Ron looked back and said, "Is everyone here? Then retreat now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ron immediately started the car, and the three cars drove down the cliff. Not long after they left, there was a "boom" and a brilliant mushroom cloud burst out of the laboratory.

…

San Diego Comic Con scene,

"Howard, have you seen Ron and the others? Why can't I find them?" Rajesh tugged on Howard's clothes. They have been together since entering the comic exhibition venue. Of course, their relationship with women is as good as ever. shit.

"You have to look carefully. There are too many COS Marvel superheroes at Comic-Con this time, and there are quite a few who are no worse than Ron. I suspect one of them is Chris Evans himself. If you see Be sure to get an autograph for me."

"I'm looking for Ron." Rajesh said gloomily.

"What are you looking for Ron for? I thought you would focus more on the girls," Howard smiled mischievously: "It's a pity that I'm already married, otherwise I would definitely become a partner with you to pick up girls."

"Hey! We haven't had much luck picking up girls before, okay?" Rajesh sneered at Howard's statement, as if we had been able to pick up girls before.

Well, it’s not like I haven’t soaked it at all, such as Lily who weighs 300 pounds. If

The most beautiful girl Rajesh had ever picked up since coming to the United States was the time he and Ron were together in a hotel, so experience told him that following Ron would definitely lead to sex.

Even if you can't eat, it's a good idea to go and eat. Regardless of whether it looks good or not, Raj is an Indian and is famous for not tabooing meat and vegetables.

Howard touched the wedding ring proudly: "You're the only one who didn't pick up a girl, okay? Not only did I pick up a girl with a vicious tongue and big breasts, but I also coaxed her to marry me. My wife is beautiful and can make money, how about it? , are you jealous?"

Jealousy, not just jealousy, Rajesh now has the heart to make Bernadette a widow.

"Hi! You are just a Bernadette. Ron has several girls like Bernadette. I suspect that the black widow who came with him today is one of his girlfriends."

Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived. Just as Rajesh was thinking about Ron, Ron's voice suddenly came from behind him.

"No, we are just good friends. Soul and I belong to..." The two of them turned around, and Ron was approaching with a woman with a rich career in his arms: "Wait, baby, can you tell me your name again?

Your beautiful face always makes me can't help but replace your name with angel when I see you. It's not my fault, it's all because you are so beautiful. "

Ron's earthy love words made Howard almost vomit, but the girl in Ron's arms was happy with it, and the expression on her face became more and more intoxicated: "My name is Amber, remember it this time, don't forget it~"

"Of course, my lady," Ron kissed Amber on the face and said hello to Raj and Howard, who looked envious: "I'm sorry, we are a little tired from shopping. Let's go back to the hotel first. See you at breakfast tomorrow.”

"Hey, Ron, there will be an interview with Marvel's latest movie later, and there will be the latest information about the details of the movie. Don't you want to read it?" Rajesh stopped him.

"No, if I want to watch it, I will go directly to the set. There is no need to waste time here. You know, I have a very good relationship with Stan Lee."

Ron waved his hand carelessly, but he didn't want his words to make the eyes of the woman in his arms light up: "Ron, do you still know Stan Lee?"

"Of course, we are good friends and often go to Lakers games together."

"Then can you help me get to know him? In fact, I am an actor. I went to Marvel Studios to audition for the role of Black Widow before, but they said that I look too sweet and I am not suitable for this role."

After listening to her words, Ron took another look at Amber's appearance. Coupled with her current appearance of Mera, Queen of the Sea, it actually felt a bit familiar.

I originally wanted to find a tool to create a proof of presence, but I accidentally caught a big fish. Isn't this the American version of Ma Rong? A strange woman who got divorced and lost half of Johnny Depp’s net worth directly.

It's okay to play around with this kind of woman, but I don't dare to get involved easily.

"It's normal. That role has already been decided to be played by Scarlett Johansson, but if you are willing, I can recommend another role to you."

"What role?" Amber put her hand directly into Ron's clothes and asked with a provocative look.

Ron was sure that as long as his answer satisfied her, she would get the best service tonight. It was just for fun anyway, and it would be better if it could be regarded as a transaction, as neither party owed anything.

"The heroine is a heroine in a man's drama. All the roles are not too many, but they are quite important. If you act seriously, there is a lot of room for performance. If you are willing to star in my friend's movie , I guarantee you’ll get that role.”

Ron thought for a moment and answered seriously.

"I do, I do so, dear, who are you? Are you an investor in Hollywood?"

"No, I'm just a small civil servant."

"Okay, tell me what kind of movie that is?" Seeing that Ron didn't want to go into details, Amber certainly wouldn't spoil the atmosphere by asking in detail, but she still kept an eye on it as she was in Hollywood and continued. asked.

There was no way around it, there was no shortage of liars in Los Angeles who used Hollywood names to show off their deceptions. Although she had no intention of hooking up with Ron at the beginning today, just to relieve her loneliness, she had to be careful when it came to movies. .

It was actually quite good to wait on her all night like her friend, and the last one she asked was a cartoon director. The worst part was that some scammers took advantage of girls' dreams of becoming stars and tricked them into signing contracts, but in the end they were going to star in PORN.

It would be embarrassing to act, but if you don't act, you will face huge liquidated damages, which is a dilemma.

Of course Ron knew Amber's concerns and smiled easily: "Don't worry, it's a movie about pole dancers, starring my brother Channing Tatum, and it's about a group of gigolos fighting for their hearts. Ideal, reunited, participated in the Myrtle Beach competition, won the prize money, and retired from the world with glory.

Like all Hollywood movies, the protagonist needs a woman with whom he has an affair, and of course, I guarantee you, her clothes will stay on, and the only ones who need to take off their clothes are the gigolos. "

Ron met Channing Tatum at a Lakers game before. The two often worked out together. Because Ron had a good figure, Tatum always wanted Ron to play a role in Gigolo, but Ron was rejected. Refused.

Are you kidding? How can you make money faster by collecting taxes for making a movie?

Of course, the movie is not without merit. At least it is good for money laundering. Otherwise, how do you think Ron would be so sure that he can arrange a role for Amber?

Ron invested in his movie, it was that simple, and then, regardless of the box office revenue of the movie, the huge bonus Ron just received from overseas would flow into Ron's bank account legally along with the box office split.

This is a deal.

"Sounds interesting. How about I go to your room and you tell me in detail?"

Ron felt that Amber's eyes were almost filled with tears, and she readily agreed.

A sleepless night...

Early the next morning, Ron was awakened by the ringing of his cell phone. Less than a minute after he pressed the phone, the ringing rang again. Ron simply turned off the phone and continued to sleep soundly.

But his morning was destined to be restless. Before he could sleep for long, the door was kicked open with a "boom" and a bald man broke in.

"Ah~~~" Amber's scream lasted for a long time.

The person who came could only helplessly cover her mouth: "Hi! Madam, Quiet, I'm the CIA, I'm looking for Ron, can you tell me where that bastard Ron is?"

By the way, he covered her with the fallen quilt, blocking a large area of ​​beautiful spring scenery.

"Here," Ron got out of the closet next to him. The moment the door was knocked open, Ron had already drawn his gun and got into the closet with his years of experience as an agent. He saw clearly that the person outside was Huo Huo. Booth then breathed a sigh of relief.

Of course, no one knows whether the experience of digging into the closet was gained through his career as a spy or from something else.

"I thought he was some blind thief, and I was about to teach him a lesson. Hobbes, can you develop a good habit of knocking on the door? I almost made a hole in your head just now."

Ron grumbled, putting the gun down and walking out of the closet.

"Look at the good things you did!" Hobbs was furious when he saw Ron. He turned on the TV in the hotel. The news channel was broadcasting the attack on Fort Detrick.

"News flash: At three o'clock yesterday afternoon, the Fort Detrile base located more than 200 kilometers south of Washington, D.C., was attacked by unidentified persons. The attackers were perverted terrorists dressed in comic book character costumes.

They dressed themselves up as superheroes in comics. This behavior is a serious provocation to the American spirit. Currently, multiple organizations have claimed responsibility for this incident..."

Ron shouted that he was wronged: "Look, some people have admitted that they did it, why should they still accuse me wrongly? Why do you wake me up so early in the morning? Are you mentally ill?"

Seeing Hobbes' eyes peeking at Amber from time to time, Ron glared at Hobbes unhappily and found some clothes for her to put on.

"Don't pretend to be stupid. You and I both know that their bunch of rubbish can never be the initiator of this matter. Although the Army is a bunch of losers, they are not bad enough to be beaten like this by a group of militiamen."

"This comment is very accurate, but it's a bit funny when it comes from the CIA." Ron sat back on the bed and kissed Amber on the face: "Don't be afraid, baby, this big guy is only restrained by his tights." The oxygen supply to the brain is insufficient and it’s just a bit mentally retarded. We must be politically correct and not discriminate against people with intellectual disabilities, okay?”