Daily life of an American TV drama agent

Chapter 120 Stealing a Plane

"Bang bang bang..." The agent reacted and fired randomly at the pickup truck as if venting his anger. In the end, he shot Lonely, leaving only a string of sparks on the doors on both sides of the pickup truck.

"Oh oh oh..." Kevin was thrown into the back seat and was so frightened that he shrank from side to side and screamed.

"What should he do?" Ron pointed at Kevin behind him: "According to our IRS's habit of dealing with traitors, we should tie him with a rope and throw him out, and then make bets on whether he will be dragged to death by a car first or shot randomly by the pursuing soldiers. Die~"

"That's all dead, right?! Is there any difference! You must be kidding me, right?" Kevin complained loudly and dissatisfied.

"Do you think I'm kidding you?" Ron turned his head and smiled gloomily. Kevin screamed in fright and huddled in the back seat.

"He would really do that." Hobbes turned around and patted the shocked Kevin comfortingly: "But he wouldn't do that to you, you are my friend."

Ron complained helplessly: "I really don't understand, what's the use of bringing such a tow bottle for such an operation? Can he help me go to the international airport to grab a plane?"

"No, no, no," Hobbes quickly stopped Ron's crazy thoughts: "A small piston plane is enough to get from here to Boston. There is no need to go to the international airport! Are you still planning to grab a Boeing 737?! You We will recruit all the troops!”

"Hell, why would I join you? Forget it, I'll join. I'll join, okay? Don't throw me under the bus." Kevin was shocked by Ron's crazy idea. Only then did he realize that Ron was really The madman could only raise his hands and surrender.

"YES!" Ron Hobbs high-fived, and now he seemed to have been fooled.

Outside the private airport, Kevin peeked nervously inside and immediately retracted: "There is only one guard inside."

"That's easy, I just go and kill him." Ron reluctantly took out his revolver, but was suppressed by Hobbes.

"Man, have you forgotten what I told you? This is an action of one's own against one's own. We must try to avoid casualties as much as possible. That was just an innocent guard."

After receiving Hobbes' wink, Ron put the gun back on his waist: "Okay, what do you want to do?"

"Listen," Hobbs turned to look at Kevin: "90% of espionage work is distraction. You go distract the guard, and we go steal the plane."

"Huh?" Kevin looked shocked, pointed at himself, and then went back to compare the guard's figure: "Bob, what do you expect from me...where are the others?"

"Huh? You mean Hobbs? He went to tow the plane." Ron glanced absently at the place where Hobbs left.

Now he finally understands that this guy has such a big heart. Even though he is wanted all over the world, he is still in the mood to train his old classmate's spy skills.

"90% of espionage work is to distract others, and then seize the opportunity to get what you want." Isn't this the famous saying of Mr. KIKI in class?

It seems that Hobbes really has the idea of ​​​​taking his classmates into espionage work.

"Then why don't you go?"

"Why should I go?" Ron spread his hands: "As a gentleman, hard work is not in line with my identity. Rather than watching a big man compete with the plane, I am more curious about how you will distract the guard."

"Okay, watch it for me!" Kevin was irritated by Ron, and his golden jet temper also came up. He looked around, picked up a blue box on the ground and walked in with a swagger. Ron also Followed in.

He wanted to see what tricks the little boy was planning to play.

"Sir, you can't come in, this is a private airport."

Kevin didn't give up at all and put the box on the counter: "Hey, I need a plane."

"I told you, this is a private airport."

"I know, but there is an organ in this cooler that needs emergency transport." Kevin said nonsensically, and if Ron hadn't just seen the box he was carrying, he would have almost believed it.

This little guy really has some talent.

"Really?" the guard looked suspicious. "Because my sister-in-law had a heart transplant last year, I know they didn't use lunch coolers to store the organs."

"I don't want to tell the truth, but..." After being exposed on the spot, Kevin's face was not embarrassed at all, but solemnly said: "This is not the heart."

The guard crossed his arms: "Not the heart? What is that?"

"Okay, this is an adult male's XX."

"Pfft!" Ron couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing, and Kevin glared back in disgust.

"I'm full of questions now." Even if the guard could see that Kevin was lying, he was reluctant to drive him away for a moment. After all, as long as he is a man, he will definitely get involved in hearing such a novel story, even if he knows it is false. Just listen to a few words, right?

"There's no need to ask." Kevin stopped the guard from asking, with a sad look on his face, and entered story-telling mode: "Last night, a lady had a fight with a man.

"Hahaha..." Ron was so laughed that he punched the wall: "I take back what I said, you are not useless at all. At your level, if you don't do a talk show, you will be undermining your talent."

Ron's laugh was met with glares from Kevin and the guard.

At this moment, Hobbes had dragged the plane out of the warehouse and was twisting his body coquettishly through the glass. It was really eye-catching. Ron covered his eyes and couldn't bear to look directly.

"Sir, there is no need for us to look down on each other here..." Kevin shook his head.

"I don't believe a certain word you said. Let me see it." The guard interrupted Kevin.

"Of course it's okay for you to take a look. If you want to take a look, be prepared. It's best to prepare a magnifying glass." As he said that, Kevin opened the box and the moment the guard probed his head.

With quick eyesight and quick hands, Ron reached out to hook the guard's head and smacked it hard on the table.

"Bang!" The guard fainted.

Kevin jumped to his feet and complained dissatisfied: "Hey! Hobbes said, there can be no casualties!"

"Don't worry, he just fainted. Also, who said that big guy was the captain?" Ron sneered disdainfully, and with a flash of his eyes, he saw what was in the box and happily grabbed it out.

It's a snake.

"SHIT!" Kevin jumped back in fright, while Ron was extremely happy.

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