Daily life of an American TV drama agent

Ron stood up and glared at the onlookers fiercely: "What are you looking at! Have you never seen a breakup?"

The pressure of killing people came from Ron and everyone immediately continued to eat like a quail.

"Hey, as a veteran in love, it would be a pity to dump an important girl without playing with her once." Earl patted Ron's shoulder gently.

"No, for this kind of woman, it's better to leave as soon as possible." Ron held a different view: "I just want to know if you can get a refund for the uneaten food in your restaurant. I guarantee that the girl just didn't touch it. Of course I'll pay for the drink she threw at me."

"Of course not, but you can treat your black brother to this food. He will never mind the charity from the white slave owner." Earl carelessly picked up Emma's untouched food and returned to the cashier. National Taiwan University enjoyed their meal.

Ron couldn't help but smile, it was more pleasant to get along with such a simple and happy person.

Ron was about to have a good meal when the door of the restaurant was pushed open again. Ron thought Emma was back again. When he turned around, he found that it was not her, but another acquaintance.

Ron reluctantly put down his food and stood up to greet the big guy he had just met: Hobbes.

"Hobbes, if you have anything to say, you can just say it. Even if you want to fight about the helicopter, we can make an appointment. Can you stop following me?"

"I don't understand what you are saying at all?" Hobbes said as if he didn't know him at all: "I'm not following you, and my name is not Hobbes. My name is Bob Stone. We have an appointment here."

"Bob Stone?" Ron laughed: "Why don't you call yourself Dwayne Johnson?"

"No, I'm really Bob."

"Hobbes" looked around Ron's body and immediately fixed his gaze on a small black man at the table behind the woman who continued to breastfeed the child.

The little man stared intently at Caroline's buttocks, not noticing the anxious atmosphere here at all.

"Hobbes" pushed Ron away, walked quietly to the back, and slapped him hard like a mischievous child: "Kevin!"

"Ahhhhh~" The black boy was startled. He jumped up exaggeratedly and performed a martial arts movement: "Damn it! Who are you? Do I know you?"

Ron crossed his arms and waited to see how "Hobbes" would end.

"Kevin, it's me, Bob!" Hobbs suppressed the black boy's gesticulating hands.

"Sorry, do I know you?" The black boy looked confused.

Hobbes gestured in the shape of a fat man: "Bob Stone, we were classmates in high school."

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!" Kevin, the black boy, was shocked: "Are you Bob? Oh my God! Look at you! You lost at least two hundred pounds, right? Then you came back as a muscular man, my God! Oh my God! "

Kevin used three "oh my god!"

Ron looked suspicious. Neither of them looked like they were pretending, especially the black boy. Did he really admit his mistake?

Absolutely impossible! Ron immediately rejected the idea. The tough temperament in Hobbes could never be faked by ordinary people. It was a temperament that could only be acquired after many life-and-death battles.

"Peggy, help me check Hobbs's high school. It's the same Hobbes that I partnered with before." Ron sent a message on his special mobile phone and got a reply immediately. Peggy sent a message. Zhang Ronwan’s photo of a fat man he didn’t know was accompanied by a caption.

"Luke Hobbs, formerly known as Bob Stone, later changed his name when his mother remarried. He attended Central High School in Park County, Wyoming. In high school, he was a fat man of more than 300 pounds."

"In addition, you did a good job just now."

Ron looked at the photos uploaded on his phone and compared them with "Hobbes" who was drinking and chatting with his old classmates over there. Isn't the gap too big? I really don’t know how he lost the weight. Ron couldn’t help but smile. This photo must be considered a piece of black history, right?

But at this time, Ron also noticed something special. Although "Hobbes", or Bob now, looked harmless and chatting with friends, the muscles in his body did not relax. .

On the contrary, he was in a state of tension that could explode at any time. Ron was sure that if there was any disturbance at this time, he would be able to react as quickly as possible. Ron was so keen that he could immediately smell the smell of a major case.

There must be something interesting happening with the FBI!

"Sorry, man, I'm really shocked. You used to be Fat Bob." Kevin GAY squeezed Hobbs' muscles angrily: "Look at you, you've completely transformed! Now you look like Strong man, what have you done?"

"Hahaha, I really didn't do anything." Hobbes said modestly.

"Yes, he really didn't do anything." Ron moved a stool and sat between the two people: "He just did one thing, and that was exercising six hours a day without stopping for the past twenty years.

Right? Should I call you Bob now, or Hobbes? Or Dwayne Johnson? It would be a real loss if you didn’t act in a movie. I was almost deceived by you. "

Ron held out the phone to Hobbs' face with a smile on his face.

"Huh?" Kevin opened his mouth wide for no apparent reason, but Hobbs' mouth twitched after seeing the phone. He immediately recovered and patted the little black man: "This guy seems to want to tell me something. Let's go out for a while. be right back."

"no problem."

Hobbes pulled Ron out of the door: "Hey! What on earth are you going to do!"

"Nothing, I just want to know what tricks you are playing? If it's fun, can you count me in?"

Hobbes shook his head: "No, never! This is a top secret mission!"

"Oh~" Now Ron was even more interested. He took out the photo of the fat version of Hobbes being thrown into the stadium and drew it in front of him:

"Are you sure you can't add another person temporarily? Well, if you don't want to, forget it. Maybe I can send this photo to Ellie later and tell her that this is what her dad looked like in high school. She Now we will definitely know from whom she inherited the habit of getting fat whenever she eats."

By the way, this FBI agent who looks extremely fierce is actually a daughter-in-law in private.

"No! Absolutely!" Ron's trick was indeed very effective. Hobbes sighed: "Okay, count you in, but you have to cooperate with me in a while to knock my classmate down. He is an important part of my plan." step."

"So, your plan is to get your high school male classmate drunk and then poke his anus? You can obviously use force. Believe me, with his weak body, there is no way he can resist you."

"Go away!" Hobbes said angrily: "I just need an absolute outsider to cooperate with me to complete the plan. Our FBI is now penetrated like a sieve. There is definitely an insider among those subordinates."

Guess the monster is here again, can anyone guess which movie it is from?