Daily life of an American TV drama agent

"It's a 120 mortar! Damn it, when did the Secret Service have such a thing?!" Saliente's boss, Banning's former comrade, looked at the mercenaries who were killed by the shells and felt a sense of pain.

These people are all his money-making machines!

"Where is the helicopter? Kill the mortar on the roof!"

The helicopter that had been waiting in the sky for a long time began to fly towards the roof of the clinic building as instructed. But just halfway, a rocket was shot from the roof of the building and directly hit the top propeller of the helicopter.

"Boom!" The helicopter fell to the ground with thick smoke.

Now that everyone knew that his opponent was a mercenary, how could Ron not guard against this move?

"It feels so good! Can you let me do the next one?" Hobbs looked at Ron who had just shot down the helicopter, feeling envious in his heart. His hands were itchy.

"Of course, but I doubt they have a second helicopter. This is Washington, D.C. after all, and letting them bring in a helicopter is already the limit for some people." Ron nodded indifferently.

This is actually true.

This kind of behavior of mercenaries is actually equivalent to rebellion. In any sovereign country, if this kind of thing happens, it will be killed as soon as possible.

This group of mercenaries can still be so active now, which is beyond Ron's expectation.

Normally speaking, if the US military is really at this level, it would have been taught how to be a human being many times. Therefore, there is only one reason for this situation, and that is that there are people from the military involved in this operation against Frank. .

"That's right. Where have the military people gone?" Hobbs also came to his senses at this time and realized something was wrong.

"No matter what, they will come sooner or later anyway. We just need to deal with these guys in front of us."

With the support of Ron and Hobbes, the pressure on Banning's Secret Service was greatly reduced, and they all evacuated to the outpatient building before the inpatient building was blown up.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise in the hospital building, and the entire building collapsed under the huge impact of the explosion, but no casualties were caused.

The outpatient building here has become a natural fortress after the Secret Service stationed here. Even if the mercenaries have a numerical advantage and without heavy weapons, it is not easy to take down this outpatient building occupied by the Secret Service. thing.

The mercenaries organized several attacks in succession, but were repelled by the Secret Service inside the building. Except for Ron's mortar shot at the beginning, Hobbes was playing with it the rest of the time.

"Okay, it's all over, Hobbes, let's call it a day~"

Just as Hobbes was getting into playing with the mortar, Ron suddenly stood up, stretched and walked towards the stairwell.

"When did it end? Why didn't I know?" Hobbes was stunned: "It's obviously still fighting down there."

"The mercenaries have organized three attacks, but before they can take over the clinic building, the military's patience has been exhausted."

"military?"

"Otherwise, why do you think the army hasn't arrived yet?" Ron said with surprise: "They are watching the fire from the other side, waiting for this game of power to decide a winner, and then cheering for the winner. This is very smart. way of doing."

"Otherwise, do you think a group of mercenaries are capable of playing such a real-person gun battle game in the core power zone of the United States? If so, we might have started using Japan's era name and changed it to Showa America~"

"How is that possible? Just those little dwarfs!" Hobbes said with contempt on his face.

"Never underestimate the Orientals, Hobbes. Even the strongest United Nations army once lost to that humble rabbit in North Korea. What's more, Japan's economy really almost bought the entire United States."

"The rest is up to you."

Hobbes was confused by Ron's sudden move: "Wait, where are you going? Why don't you join me in arresting all the mercenaries who are causing trouble?"

Walking to the door, Ron waved to Hobbes: "Those are your things. Now, it's time for me to do my job, which belongs to the IRS."

"IRS jobs? What IRS jobs are there now?" Hobbs muttered to himself.

The IRS really does have a job. While Ron was playing with mortars on the roof of the building with Hobbes, Finch had already sent a recording file to Ron's phone.

This recording is the record of the call between the boss of Saliente Company and Vice President Bryce. The chat includes not only how Saliente leaked the president's whereabouts to Saliente Company, but also the specific plan to assassinate the president.

In the Vice President's house, Bryce just came out of the Congress today. He immediately canceled all his trips on the excuse of feeling unwell and returned home. He was restlessly walking back and forth in the study. Every time he walked around, his eyes were always on the mobile phone on the table. Stay for a while.

The complex emotions in his eyes were hard to tell whether he was more afraid or more expectant.

"Mr. Donald Bryce, long time no see~"

Bryce had just sat down at the desk when a sound from outside the window suddenly made him tremble.

"Who! Wait, I think I've seen you before. Are you Frank's friend?" Recognizing the person's identity, Bryce pretended to be calm and pushed up his glasses: "Has Frank ever taught you that climbing through windows is despicable? What do talented people do? Forget it, for Frank’s sake, please leave as soon as possible, otherwise I will call someone.”

"Haha, Frank didn't really tell me this, but he did tell me that eating inside and outside is something only the dead do. What do you think?"

Ron sat down on the table in front of Bryce, tossing the phone in his hand and looking at Bryce with a playful look. Ever since Bryce sat on the throne of the interim president, No one had ever dared to be so rude to him.

But he didn't dare to say anything, because he himself had a dirty butt, so he could only continue to pretend to be calm, take off his glasses and wipe the lenses: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Really? Or can you understand this?"

Ron took out his mobile phone and pressed the play button. Bryce's own voice came out from the speaker: "I have told you a long time ago that President Frank is a good friend of mine who has the same political views. You actually want me to betray him? Impossible! Unless you add more money! I want 50 million!"

"How's it going? Does this recording sound familiar? Think about it, if this recording is released by the media, what kind of effect will it have? Not only will you be nicknamed the 'President of Adding Money', but you will also be On triple charges of leaking secrets, murder and treason, you will spend the rest of your life in prison."

"What do you want?" Bryce asked tremblingly.

"Don't be nervous, Mr. President, relax~" Ron pulled up a chair and sat across from Bryce: "I am a regular staff member of the Finance Department. I will not extort money from you like a gangster. I have nothing to do with crime. We are irreconcilable!"

"However, I need to remind Mr. President that according to the laws of my family, even the president must pay taxes on unexpected income according to regulations. What do you think?"

"Pay it in, I will pay it!"

As long as we ask for money, everything is easy. Bryce breathed a sigh of relief: "How much do you think I have to pay?"

"Unexpected income, of course, is 50%, but because you didn't pay the tax immediately after receiving the money, I need to charge you an additional 30% late payment fee," Ron showed a smirk and turned his phone on Blaine again. Si waved in front of his face: "What do you think?"

Bryce was furious, 50% plus 30%, a total of 80%, together I sold the president, but in the end I will still work for you? Even if the warlord defrauds the donation, he will only get 70% of it at most. How about you, are you more ruthless than the warlord?

But what if you are angry? Ron was an excellent agent in his own right. He had heard from the President many times that there was no chance of success in a sneak attack. He didn't even dare to call the Secret Service agent who was protecting him at the door.

Who knows if Ron will reveal his secret of betraying the president after calling the person here?

"I'll hand it over!" Bryce gritted his teeth: "But you have to..."

"What a wise choice." Ron smiled and patted Bryce's face: "If you transfer the money faster, I can still catch the latest flight back to Los Angeles, because your bad things have already harmed me. I missed the premiere of Star Wars and I had to watch the movie before my bad friends spoiled it for me.

I don’t want anyone to give me spoilers. If someone gave me spoilers, I would definitely want to bury him in the ground, but it happens that my good friends are some mean-mouthed guys. "

With that said, Ron took out a tax payment form that had been prepared for a long time from his pocket and pushed it to Bryce from the table. The amount on it was no more or less, exactly 40 million, which was 80% of Bryce's income from selling the president.

…

Returning to the familiar Los Angeles, Ron immediately went to watch the latest Star Wars sequel alone. Although this was not the premiere but the third day of the movie's release, the theater was still crowded.

After all, the Star Wars series has a very high status among American science fiction fans. Together with the Star Trek series, they are known as the two giants of American science fiction movies, just like the United States and the Soviet Union during the Cold War, so every new sequel is released. It will be as lively as a festival, and Sheldon and his group of young scientists are avid fans of these two works.

Ron is certainly one of them.

"Ron, long time no see. I heard that you went fishing. You don't even know what you missed!" Raj said exaggeratedly: "If I told you, you would definitely jump up in surprise."

"Star Wars premiere, of course I know~" Ron said nonchalantly: "Do you think this can surprise me? You're still too naive."

"No, that's not what I'm talking about, it's Amy's birthday."

When Raj talked about this, the other two people laughed obscenely together, and Ron was a little confused.

"Amy's birthday? Did you celebrate her birthday? Are she and Sheldon getting along? Well, this news is surprising enough, but it's not enough to make me jump in surprise."

Are you kidding me? Ron had just solved a White House coup. Although only Hobbs and Banning's names were in the media, Ron's role was definitely much higher than them. What could be more surprising than this? of?

"More than just getting along," Leonard also leaned close to Ron and whispered: "Sheldon also gave himself to Amy as a birthday gift."

"Take yourself as a birthday gift? Wait! It can't be..." Ron's eyes widened. He thought of a possibility, but still couldn't believe it.

"Yes, that's it! Sheldon is no longer a virgin!"

"What?!" Ron suddenly jumped up from the sofa in surprise: "Our Cooper family has a baby!"

Thank God, Sheldon, the eternal virgin, finally got the idea! This is definitely a miracle from God. Ron just wants to say to his mother at this moment, thank you for your years of prayer, God really exists!

At this moment, Sheldon came out of the bedroom, glanced at Ron, and said angrily: "The freeloader is here again."

"Sheldon," Ron called his brother excitedly: "What do you think?"

"Oh, it's really great~"

Before Ron could continue to ask, Sheldon continued with a contented look on his face: "I went to see the Star Wars movie by myself yesterday, and the movie was even better."

"No, I'm not talking about the movie, it's another thing. I'm asking Amy."

Ron's eyes glanced at Sheldon's lower body strangely, but Sheldon still didn't understand Ron's meaning: "You mean Amy? Unlike me, she has deep feelings for this series, but her overall evaluation is still good. good."

"Fool, Ron is asking about your and Amy's birthday." Leonard couldn't help but remind him.

"Forget it, it really won't work to expect Sheldon to recover." Ron glanced at Sheldon, who was still as confused as a child, and simply gave up the treatment: "Maybe he won't understand until the day the child is born. What’s going on? Do you have any other news?”

"Who says I don't know? Although I'm not a biologist, I definitely know more about reproduction than you do. The process of creating life is..."

"Stop! Sheldon, stop!" Ron interrupted Sheldon's rambling: "We are not talking about the same thing at all. What you are talking about is the method of making life, and what we want to discuss is making life. This topic will stop here, Howard, you seem a little silent today, what happened?"

Normally, Howard was always the talkative one among these people, but today from the time Ron came in until now, Howard has been sitting quietly in a daze, not even participating in such a violent topic as Sheldon entering the adult world.

"I have something to tell you," Howard stood up and took a deep breath.

"What happened?"

"Well... uh... I'm going to be a dad!" Howard announced loudly.

"Congratulations!" "That's great!"

Everyone gave blessings and congratulations, but Sheldon was the only one who said gloomily: "Oh~ It's really too bad~"

"Sheldon, be polite!" Ron glared at him: "Why do you say it's too bad?"