Daily life of an American TV drama agent

Late at night, two pickup trucks were parked side by side on the road a few blocks away from a single-family mansion in the outskirts of Los Angeles.

That mansion is the residence of Roger, the famous drug dealer in Los Angeles, but now the person living in it is no longer Roger himself.

Just in the afternoon, Jack's training officer Alonzo led his men and Jack Ian to raid here. Not only did they kill Roger, but they also dug out a total of two million US dollars in cash from under the floor.

But just when the crime was being divided, Jack's sense of justice burst out and he opposed this obvious black police behavior.

Ian grew up in a slum, and he has long been accustomed to this kind of gangsterism. Even gangsters like Alonso have seen it a lot, but in times of crisis, he still chooses to stand with his friends.

In the end, Ian managed to escape under Jack's cover, but Jack was captured by them.

"Is it that house?" Guan Yuming observed the houses in the distance with a telescope and sipped the porridge from the thermos cup. Ian's eyes widened.

Is this person reliable?

No wonder Ian has such suspicions. In fact, Guan Yuming's image is no different from the Chinese old people he has seen in Chinatown before.

Who has ever seen an old man who is an elite agent drinking preserved egg and lean meat porridge from a thermos cup while performing a mission?

To be honest, if Ron hadn't repeatedly told him that he could ask the old men at the base to handle anything, he would have left. The neighbors in his neighborhood seemed much more reliable than these old men.

I dare not say anything else, at least I can run faster than them.

However, he still chose to believe Ron. After all, the meaning of that man to his family was simply a miracle.

"That's right there. When I left, I saw that Jack was still alive. I guess before they caught me, they didn't want to harm his life because they wanted to keep his life and make a deal with me."

Ian's judgment was relatively calm, and he was not disturbed by his friend's arrest. Guan Yuming nodded with satisfaction, this kid is still a promising talent.

"That would be a bit troublesome. If you don't have any friends trapped inside, we can blow up the house directly and ensure that everyone inside is dead. Now, we can only attack by force."

Hannibal stretched his head from the back seat, looked at it with night vision goggles and said disappointedly. There were no lights on in the car, but Ian could clearly see that Hannibal's eyes seemed to be glowing green.

"A strong attack is a good idea, but in order to ensure the safety of the hostages, I need to sneak in alone. How about you go?" The car next to him rolled down the window, revealing the face of Andy who had taken over the temporary command.

When all official combatants were on vacation, Andy served as the commander of this temporary special service team composed of retired seniors.

Not only because he had the highest position among everyone present and was the first to arrive, but most importantly, he had basically no fighting ability at all, so everyone simply gave him the position of commander to prevent him from running around and causing trouble.

"No problem." Hannibal opened the car door, inserted a set of table knives from the kitchen into his body armor, and then put on an old-fashioned jacket.

They looked like dying old men everywhere on the road. Ian's eyes widened: "Don't you need to bring a gun?"

"No, these things are easier to use, and killing relies on brains, not violence. If violence alone is effective, then Schwarzenegger should be the president of the United States now, not just a governor."

Hannibal smiled sternly, and his unnaturally clean teeth made Ian shudder.

"Be careful, Ma Sen and I will make some noise outside to create opportunities for you." Guan Yuming pressed Hannibal's arm hard, and Uncle Ba gave him a don't worry expression and walked towards the villa.

With every step he took, his waist bent a little. After walking ten meters, he could no longer see the sharpness in his words. Ian actually felt a little strange for a moment, because he looked like an old man who could be seen everywhere taking a walk after eating. .

Guan Yuming and Ma Sen also took their equipment without saying a word, and dispersed to both sides with their backpacks on their backs.

"Do you need my help?" Ian looked at the hunched figures of the old people a little worriedly and asked Andy. He was getting more and more unsure now.

He even felt that even if he went home and asked little Carl to come over with him, it would be much better than taking a risk with a bunch of old men who were about to be put into coffins.

"Don't worry, kid, these people are more powerful than you think." Andy, who knows them best, said easily. Victoria next to her took the initiative to hold Andy's hand: "Come on, kid, come to our car. I I also baked some of Andy’s favorite cookies, I think you’ll like them too.”

Ian got on the car in a daze. He felt that these two people were not here to save people. It felt like they were here for a picnic.

There was silence all around. The location of the dead drug dealer's residence was not a bad idea. Apart from his single-family villa, there were only a few houses in this area. A large area was filled with open space. Looking out from the house, Everything outside can be seen at a glance.

"Boss, do you think that kid has already called the police?" One of Alonso's men asked worriedly by the window.

"Impossible, I'm a senior agent. If the police are sent out, I can't possibly not know that he will definitely come back!" The long wait made Alonzo more and more impatient, and he kicked the tied man again. Jack on the ground.

The gagged Jack let out a muffled snort from his nose. Seeing that the time to pay for his life to the Russians was getting closer and closer, he could only pray that the kid would come over now.

Or, when you come here, you just happen to bump into those damn Russian gangsters, so they can kill that kid!

"Boss! Someone is coming!"

With a low roar from his men, Alonzo quickly moved behind the window and looked out sideways, but he did not see Ian. There was just a stooped old man outside.

"Damn it, we are waiting for that brat Ian! Not an old man who eats too much and goes for a walk at night!" Alonso slapped his subordinates on the head angrily: "You don't have to worry about this old guy at all. I'll let you pay attention. It’s only Ian. If it weren’t for you guys, there’s no way he could have escaped during the day! I…”

Before Alonzo could finish his words, there was a sudden burst of gunfire, and a string of bullets came in through the window. The nearest bullet almost grazed his face!

"FXXK! FXXK! That kid is back!" Alonso yelled, and retracted from the window honestly, shouting at his men: "He is at three o'clock, Ranch, Jesse, you two go Kill him! I'll cover you!"

Alonso suddenly dodged and fired several shots at random from another window towards the place where the gunshots had been fired. The firepower of the previous shots was immediately suppressed to the point where no shots could be fired.

At this time, he finally had a chance to observe the situation outside. The old man who had just been walking had already fallen to the ground when the first gunshot was fired. He did not know whether he was alive or dead. The firepower point that had just fired was silent. He immediately ordered :

"He must still be outside, you go quickly!"

The two capable men who had just been named by Alonso jumped out of the windows on the left and right with weapons in hand without saying a word. Alonso, with great experience, shrank his body behind the wall as much as possible while passing through the mirror. Observing the situation outside.

Guan Yuming, who had just fired the gun, saw the two people coming out of the house, and a smile appeared on his lips. The first step of the plan was successful. He threw the rifle behind and jumped from the roof of the house. His agility was not like that of a fast man. A sixty-year-old man.

As soon as he landed, he seemed to take advantage of his short stature and found a big tree where two people hugged each other to hide behind him. After a while, one of his men just walked to the tree. Guan Yuming quickly pulled out a dagger and put it on his neck. A touch.

Before his subordinate could even let out a scream, his neck was wiped, and his breathless body fell heavily with an unbelievable expression.

On the other side, the men who realized something was wrong immediately turned around, happened to see Guan Yuming, and immediately raised their guns to shoot. However, Guan Yuming had no intention of evading, and just pointed behind him with a naughty smile.

With this little trick, you still want to deceive me? I won't be fooled!

The man was thinking this and was about to pull the trigger when he felt a sudden pain on the back of his head, followed by an unstoppable dizziness that hit his whole body and he passed out.

"Beautiful!" Guan Yuming gave Ma Sen a thumbs up, and the other party returned the same gesture: "You're not bad, either."

Further on, after walking uphill for a while, we found the villa where Alonzo was staying. The two old men looked at each other and smiled. They put on their night vision glasses at the same time, threw their backpacks in front, and took out smoke bombs one after another up the slope. Throw it up on the flat ground.

"Chi~"

The flat ground outside the villa was filled with thick smoke from seven or eight smoke bombs at different locations in an instant. An unpleasant feeling came to Alonso's heart. That stupid boy Ian would never do this.

He found other helpers!

As soon as this thought arose, it was immediately confirmed by a string of bullets hitting the wall next to him: "Da da da..."

"Don't even show your head! They have thermal imaging! They can see us through the smoke!" Alonso yelled quickly, bent over and ran to the bathroom to pour a basin of cold water over his head.

This is a method he has heard from others. It is said that it can affect the effect of thermal imaging, but the specific effect is not known. He can only say that everything is left to fate.

"Ian, Jack is still in my hands. If you don't want him to die, throw away the weapon and come out immediately!" The sight outside the villa was almost covered by smoke. Alonso had an idea and grabbed one of his men. He put the gun to his head and yelled at himself.

Since the smoke blocks your view, you must not be able to see clearly whether the gun I am pointing at is a real hostage or a fake hostage.

It has to be said that Alonzo is indeed a veteran agent. As long as he had used some of his intelligence on the right path, he would not have ended up like this.

However, his call was only met with silence in response. Just when Alonzo was getting more and more unsure, he suddenly heard a "thud" sound of something falling to the ground.

"No! It's a grenade!" Alonzo slowly lost his men and fell to the ground. Of course, his men also followed suit and fell to the ground.

But after waiting for a while, he didn't hear the sound of the grenade. Alonso raised his head and searched around the floor, finally settling on a stone.

FXXK! Cheated again!

What the hell is out there? Why is this tactical experience so proficient? Alonso felt a bit frightened. This level was not far behind the military's Marine Leopard Commandos.

However, before he could come up with an answer, two figures appeared from the windows on the left and right almost at the same time, and started shooting into the house with automatic rifles.

"Da da da……"

From two directions, two rifles formed a cross fire net, and the airtight bullets swept his two men into sieves almost instantly. Alonso could no longer care about the hostage Jack lying on the ground, and quickly opened the door. Rush out the door.

But when he just went out, he felt a sudden chill on his waist.

He lowered his head and saw that a sharp kitchen knife had already been thrust into his body. Alonzo quickly took out his gun and turned around before he could think about it.

But just as the hand holding the gun was halfway out, a cold light flashed, and the whole hand, together with the M1911 pistol in his hand, flew into the sky. Only then did Alonso have time to see clearly for the first time that he had stabbed him. The person's face suddenly showed a horrified expression.

This turned out to be the old man who was walking outside at the beginning.

Hannibal stuck out his tongue and licked the blood on the kitchen knife, frowning: "Your blood is so stinky, it's not even qualified to be used as food, so just go and die~"

Another sword flashed by.

Alonso's body fell limply to the ground, and blood bubbles appeared from the wounds on his mouth and throat. At this time, the thick fog created by the smoke bomb finally dissipated.

Ian looked at Alonso's body on the ground in disbelief: "Is this the end?"

"Otherwise, what else do you want?" Ma Sen shrugged: "He's just a little policeman, how troublesome he can be. This amount of exercise doesn't even count as exercise before meals."

"But I'm still hungry. What shall we eat later?" Andy also followed over and asked Hannibal.

Hannibal pointed to his face in a funny way: "Andy, the lipstick marks on your face were not wiped clean."

"Really?" Andy calmly took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped it on his face proudly: "Then have you ever thought that I might have reserved it for some people to see? In response to a lady Love is also part of a gentleman’s duty.”

"Wait, who is that person? Alonso has other helpers?" Guan Yuming saw a car driving so fast that it missed the road from a distance, and frowned.

"Let's run!" Ian looked at his watch and said in shock: "That's the Russian gangster! Alonso killed one of them before, and he robbed drug dealers just to pay for their lives!"

"Wait! What should Victoria do?!" Andy immediately ran nervously in the direction of his car.

But then, something happened that he would never forget for the rest of his life.

Just when the gangster's car was about to hit his car rudely, Victorito suddenly took a submachine gun and fired wildly at the oncoming cars.

"Click, click, click..." The bullets made a series of bullet holes in the body of the car, but they still crashed into the car unabated.

At the moment when the car was about to hit, Victoria dropped her submachine gun, grabbed the roof of the car with both hands and flipped it over hard, flying upside down into the sky. At the same time, she did not forget to throw a grenade through the car window.

"Boom!" The gangster's car was blown into a fireball.

And Victoria landed awkwardly and walked towards Andy, with the burning car behind her not even in the mood to take another look.

Andy turned around and found that his three old friends hadn't moved at all: "Did you already know this?"

"Wish you a happy night, Andy~"