Daily life of an American TV drama agent

Sherman M4 tank, a used item that Ron found from a military warehouse.

Damn those guys in the Pentagon, such an old tank from World War II can actually run, and at the same time, it is serving in an armored company and a museum. It's really a waste of money.

Ron was dumbfounded by this wave of operations. Acupuncture was on the surface of the earth, while the generals of the Pentagon were in the atmosphere~

But after getting it back, we faced another problem, that is, how to activate this big guy?

Fortunately, the chef Mr. Hannibal and the cleaner "Morgan Freeman" said that they had served in the army and could use this big guy. As long as they were paired with a helper, little Carl got on the bus smoothly.

"No, absolutely not, because we are making a movie, and this is a permission slip to apply for making a movie."

Ron took out an application form and called directly into Mr. Smith's face.

"And I believe there won't be any complaints from neighbors here, because ten hours ago, the entire community received a Disney family ticket from me in the name of the movie company, so there is no neighbor near your home now. .

So can you take me to Erbit’s original company now? By the way, the two companies should be controlled by the same boss. "

Mrs. Smith understood. No wonder there was such a big fuss and not even the police were alerted.

"Of course, I have always known where the company is. The company's headquarters is hidden in the Coster Supermarket in the south of the city. The question is how are you going to get there? Are you going to drive a tank through the city center like this?"

"Why not?" After saying that, Ron climbed onto the roof of the tank and knocked on the hatch. The window opened and Ron half-body got in: "Do you two want to come together?"

The couple looked at each other and shook their heads. They still preferred to drive their own SUV.

"Then, let's go." Ron climbed on the driver's back, and the old-fashioned tank drove out with a mechanical roar.

Along the way, Ron admired the night view and greeted the passing vehicles in the tank until he received a call from Hobbs: "FXXK! You bastard, you actually drove the tank into the street! What do you want to do!"

"Of course we are carrying forward the glorious tradition of our IRS, driving tanks to collect taxes. This is how our ancestors in the 1950s received taxes from the Corleone family. Such a good tradition must be passed on~"

What Ron said was extremely upright, but Hobbes would be damned if he could believe it!

Hobbs said angrily: "Fart! This is no longer the era of gangs in the 1950s! This is not Chicago! I will not allow you to mess around in my territory!"

"Sorry, let me correct you. Los Angeles is my territory, not yours. I came here a few months before you." Ron said he was sorry, but there was no sign of apology on his face.

Silly Hobbes! After such a long time, I didn’t expect that you still can’t see the form clearly.

Do you really think I just drove the tank out because I wanted to create a big scene?

Well, Ron admitted that there was indeed a reason for this, but it was only a small part. Its more important purpose was to demonstrate to the people behind Killer Corporation.

He had investigated and found out that the witness who allegedly knew the whereabouts of the police was simply a fabrication.

In other words, someone used a fictitious witness to lead him to the desolate U.S.-Mexico border, and also placed orders with killers through different vests to eliminate the witness.

Is the target really a witness? The target is clearly yourself!

Even if you think about it with your buttocks, how could a drug trafficker on the US-Mexico border master the actions of the world's number one terrorist?

If Ron hadn't happened to bring Arthur with him, Arthur happened to predict the other party's actions, and the killers who carried out the assassination mission happened to be a couple.

So many things happened to come together, maybe Ron has now turned into a pile of minced meat and been packed in a body bag and sent back to his hometown in Texas.

This couldn't help but make him feel very annoyed. Since his debut, he had always sent others to see God. This was the first time that he was almost sent to see God.

"Okay, even so, I advise you not to act rashly, don't be anxious, I will take my people over to help you right away, don't be impulsive."

"Sorry, it's too late."

The tank body shook violently, the body changed from moving to stationary, and the turret began to rotate and aim.

"It's too late? What do you mean?" Hobbes was anxious, and he suddenly had a bad feeling.

"It's already late, which means I'm going to start attacking."

Kaka! The turret was rotated into position, facing the supermarket.

But before the shells could be fired, suddenly, two rockets flew out from both sides of the supermarket and hit the tank quickly!

"Boom!" At a distance of less than a hundred meters, the old Sherman tank was directly blown into a fireball by the rocket. It was like a burning coffin, wailing on the spot.

"Is this the first IRS agent? It doesn't look like much. I thought he was a very capable person."

The basement of the supermarket is not filled with messy goods like other supermarkets. Instead, there are various computers and cutting-edge electronic equipment. A man in a suit is smoking a cigar while watching the burning tanks on the monitor. said.

"I think it's better to be careful. There must be something special about Ron being able to gain such a huge reputation in the agent circle." The subordinate standing next to him couldn't explain why, but he felt something was wrong.

"What's special? A particularly interesting death? Hahaha..." The man in the suit laughed as if he had heard some particularly interesting joke.

"Indeed, no one has died in a tank in the United States for many years. Maybe he set a record, maybe? The first American to die in a tank in the new century?"

But the subordinates next to him were still in disbelief. They even leaned down and carefully re-watched the footage captured by the surveillance video.

This action finally allowed her face to be completely exposed from the dim light. If Ron happened to be here, he would be shocked.

This man actually has a face exactly like Arthur!

No, or rather they are exactly the same, which is a bit too much. Generally speaking, there are some differences. The eyes look a bit more like Owen who was fucked by Ron in London before.

That's right, this is Owen's legendary agent brother, who is also the ace in the agent world, Deckard Shaw.

Ron used various connections to search for him on the earth for half a year, but could not find any trace of him. He did not expect that he would appear in such an unexpected way today.