Daily life of an American TV drama agent

Back in Los Angeles, Sheldon's wedding was immediately promoted in an orderly manner under Amy's eager arrangements, as if she was afraid that Sheldon would run away.

In fact, this is the case. Until now, many people find Sheldon's marriage very incredible.

"I didn't think so at first, but now, seeing that Sheldon is the one getting married and not you, I realize how strange this is. This kid actually knows how to get married!" Little George later found out. He said with hindsight.

"This world is big and nothing is impossible. For example, I never imagined that Sheldon's wife would be as weird as him. This is the first time I saw the bride and groom on the wedding day. Two people were absent at the same time, and the reason was that they were doing scientific research. Oh my god, even if they were doing something uh-huh in the house, it wasn't that outrageous."

Ron looked depressed because the wedding was already a full hour later than originally scheduled. He had just sent Leonard to rush him, but the reply he got was that Sheldon had just discovered a new scientific theory and was with the bride. Argument.

This can be said to be the most ridiculous wedding Ron has ever attended.

The reason why the guests at the wedding have not left yet is purely because the witness invited by Howard is the actor Luke Skywalker from Star Wars, and most of the guests happen to be otakus like Sheldon.

Luke Skywalker's status among these American otakus is roughly equivalent to Aragaki Yui's status in Japan and China. You can imagine how crazy these otakus are at the moment. Even the most fanatical comic exhibitions cannot compare. The madness of these nerdy scientists right now.

It's just that no matter how enthusiastic the comic exhibition is, it must end, not to mention that this is not a comic exhibition, but Sheldon's wedding. Finally, before Xiaoqiao's patience was about to be worn out, the music sounded, and Sheldon and Amy and the newlyweds finally entered the auditorium.

"Oh my God, it's Luke Skywalker!" Sheldon was shocked when he saw the face of the witness clearly. He rushed to the front of the auditorium and excitedly held the hand of the witness: "I didn't expect you to come to propose marriage to me. It's really... Great, the wedding will be over later, please wait a moment, I have 4,000 things that I need you to sign for me."

A trace of cold sweat broke out on Luke Skywalker's forehead. The enthusiasm of these fans was really too much for him. Fortunately, Amy helped him share the pressure in time.

Amy's father handed Amy's hand to Hilton and stepped back. The two looked at each other affectionately, and Mr. Skywalker began to read the wedding speech: "Today we gather here to celebrate Sheldon Lee Cooper. I tied the knot with Amy Farrar Fleur and I had a lot of prepared words, but I decided to jump right to the exchange of rings and vows because I had already been answering your questions for an hour."

Just when the two picked up the rings and started to exchange them, little George was knocked on the shoulder, and Ethan squeezed in between the two and sat down: "It turns out the wedding has just started, I thought I was going to be late."

"If the wedding starts at the normal time, then you are indeed late, but I have told you a long time ago that it doesn't matter if people come or not? As long as the money is available." Ron nodded helplessly to little George and asked him to help. He moved a seat out and let Ethan sit down: "But I guess the reason why you came here in such a hurry is not just to attend my brother's wedding."

"Our operation failed yesterday. A group of unknown people robbed nuclear weapons raw materials on the black market. Those raw materials were enough for him to make three nuclear bombs. We just captured the scientist who provided them with the technical solution and obtained it from his mouth. A piece of information, Aideen's Lark will be trading with a female arms dealer codenamed White Widow in Paris tonight, and what they are trading should be our lost nuclear materials, do you want to be a part of it?"

If Ethan hadn't mentioned Aideen's name, maybe Ron would have insisted on attending the wedding before considering helping Ethan, but after hearing the name, he couldn't calm down.

"Lark? I think I've heard of this name. He's a member of the radical faction in Aideen. This time it's nuclear weapons? Can't they terrorists try something new?"

Ron helplessly put the wedding gift prepared for Sheldon into George's hand: "Tell mom Sheldon for me that I have something I have to do and need to leave immediately. Let's go. Ethan let me see Look at these cowards, what are they planning to do this time?"

After coming out of the auditorium, Ron followed Ethan all the way to the Los Angeles Military Airport, where a military transport plane that had been prepared was waiting for them quietly.

"We all know that Aideen's intelligence agents have already infiltrated into all aspects of the US government, so the aircraft's identification code is a transport aircraft from a US base. He will open the hatch when flying over Paris, and we will parachute together and land on On the outskirts of Paris, and then drive to the Grand Palais Hotel to find a way to get close to the White Widow and get the nuclear materials in his hands. Are there any problems?"

On the plane, Ethan asked after reading the mission briefing. Ron immediately raised his hand: "Of course there is a problem. I want to know where this pretty boy came from? I thought only the two of us would perform this mission, or the one who brought you." Funny follower.”

"Hey! Watch your words, man! I'm not a pretty boy, I'm a senior agent of the CIA! August Walker." The man in the airport who was ridiculed by Ron stood up dissatisfied.

"He was specially arranged by the CIA to supervise us. There is nothing I can do about it. Because of the last operation, we were suspected by the CIA." Ethan said helplessly: "Be patient, I guarantee that he will not affect our operation. Any other questions?"

"there is none left."

"Arrived above the target location, there are still ten seconds left before decompression." The green indicator light in the cabin indicating the arrival of the target came on. Ron and Ethan put on their helmets and unscrewed the valve of the oxygen tank.

After they finished all this, August, who was forced over by the CIA, had just hurriedly put on his skydiving suit. Ethan frowned: "Have you opened the oxygen bottle? At this altitude, there is no atmosphere. , you'd better not faint."

Ron looked at Ethan who was hurriedly putting on equipment for August and shook his head. The new guy brought over by the CIA was a complete rookie.

"I'm going to take a step ahead, see you in Paris!" The cabin door opened, Ron waved to the two of them, and jumped out first. After briefly adjusting his movements, he put his head down, put his hands together and pressed against his body, and quickly walked towards come down.

"Height 3210 meters, 3019 meters, 2981 meters..." The skydiving assistance system in the helmet kept reporting the current altitude. When it dropped to a safe height, the parachute bag opened with a "bang".

After buffering, Ron landed safely on the roof of the hotel. Just as he was about to take a breath, he suddenly felt a gust of wind above his head. Sensing that the situation was not good, Ron quickly rolled to the side to get out of the way, but saw Ethan and Ogu. The two of them hugged each other and fell heavily on the roof.

If it hadn't been for the parachute that suddenly opened at the last critical moment, this fall would have directly killed both of them.

"What's going on? Did you have a fight with this rookie in the air? Do you want me to help you deal with him now?" Ron took out his dagger and looked back and forth at August's neck with malicious eyes.

Ethan quickly held down his dagger: "No, this rookie's oxygen tank was lost. He fainted due to lack of oxygen at high altitudes. I was in such a mess trying to save him."

"Okay, what should we do now? How to find the two people who are ready to trade?" Ron put away the dagger and looked at Ethan.

"I found Lark's cell phone number through the cell phone of the scientist we captured. I speculate that it should be the cell phone number he uses to contact buyers and sellers. If you take this, it will prompt you when Lark is close."

Ethan gave Ron and Augusto, who had just woken up from rubbing their heads, a machine and took them into the hotel from the roof.

Under their skydiving suits, they had already prepared exquisite suits, which just matched the atmosphere of today's charity dinner. Ron took a cocktail from the waiter and smiled as he greeted the unknown people around him in the hall. Walking back and forth, I quietly turned on the machine in my pocket.

The machine vibrated weakly in his pocket. Ron's heart moved and he immediately continued to turn in the direction he had just walked. Sure enough, the further he walked in this direction, the stronger the vibration of the machine in his pocket became. When he walked to the door of the bathroom, At that time, I happened to bump into Ethan who was also excited.

"This is it. The bastard who wants to cause trouble should be inside. How is your pretty boy doing?" Ron put away the machine and asked Ethan.

"He is still uncomfortable, I asked her to go to the side of the stage to rest for a while and be careful."

Following the guidance of the machine, the two walked into the bathroom. After passing two white men chatting while washing their hands, the machine finally responded again. This time it pointed to the compartment for sterilizing large hands.

As soon as the machine finished vibrating, the door of the cubicle was opened. An Asian man walked out and walked straight to the sink. Ron Ethan looked at each other and walked to the sink left and right, just in time. Sandwich him in the middle.

Everyone would feel something was wrong in this situation, let alone a ruthless terrorist like "Lark". Before the two were about to complete the encirclement, "Lark" suddenly hit Ethan in the face with his elbow.

Ethan quickly stretched out his hand to block, but he didn't expect that Luck's move was just a feint. As soon as Ethan took a stance to parry, Luck suddenly stretched out his arm, clamped Ethan's wrist and twisted it hard, then smashed Yisheng's face into the sink.

Ron had just walked up to him at this time. Seeing Ethan's miserable state, the corners of his eyes twitched. This man is a master!

Ron was heartbroken and couldn't help but be a little more cautious. These few shots just now were too fast. He didn't even see the opponent's path clearly. He could only tiptoe first and throw a straight punch to test. As soon as his right fist came out, The opponent immediately took a step forward, crossed his hands and wrists, and aimed at Ron's fist. Ron secretly sighed that something was wrong and wanted to stop, but it was too late.

Ron's fist was held by the opponent's hands. Before Ron's other fist could hit his face, Luck's hands made a mistake and clasped on Ron's wrist. Then his body was like a crocodile that had bitten its prey. Ron's wrist made a 180-degree death flip, which not only avoided Ron's fist, but also turned Ron's wrist over. Ron's entire arm was held by the joints, making him unable to move.

In an instant, Ron's identity changed from lover to prey.

After debuting for so long, this is the first time Ron has suffered such a big loss. A proud smile appeared on Lark's face. He was just about to break Ron's joints further, but unexpectedly, a cold light flashed on Ron's hand, and his originally empty hand There was a dagger on his wrist, and it was slashing towards his wrist. Lark was shocked and quickly let go of his wrist.

"Magician?" Lark asked in surprise. Even with his eyesight, he couldn't see how Ron conjured a dagger.

Of course, it’s not his fault, who would have thought? Ron still has a system space? As long as his heart moves, he can summon things in the space to his hand, let alone a dagger. If he were not afraid of not being able to explain to Ethan, Bourne could even conjure a mortar and hit Lark on the head.

"Guess?" Ron smiled mysteriously and stepped forward with a dagger. Seeing that the situation was not good, Lark quickly yanked under the sink and pulled out the metal pipe under the sink, just in time to meet Ron's dagger.

"Ping!" The dagger collided with the steel pipe, making a sound of gold and iron. The two of them each took a step back. This time, neither of them took advantage.

Ethan, who was knocked to the side with a bloody head, silently stepped aside. His hand-to-hand combat skills are only considered top-notch among ordinary agents. Compared with top experts like Ron Lark, there is still a certain gap. In this high-end game, he is also the best. Adding to the chaos, simply don’t interfere.

Ron and Lark stared at each other in a circle. Ron once again took the lead and used a fake move to deceive Lark's center of gravity. The dagger suddenly cut from top to bottom. He saw that the dagger was about to cut Lark's throat. At that moment, Luck flipped his wrist and turned the steel pipe into a stick in the palm of his hand, narrowly blocking Ron's attack again, but before he could relax, Ron's left hand suddenly swept from below.

This action confused Lachron. The two of them were now in a stalemate in the air with weapons in hand. The distance between their bodies was definitely far beyond one hand. Logically speaking, Ron's hand should not be able to touch him, but it suddenly did something. Such a strange move gave him an unknown premonition.

Isn't it magic again?

Just as this idea appeared in Luck's mind, Ron's waving palm suddenly appeared in the eyes of Luck, and a cylindrical object was rapidly extending.

It's a stick!

"Ah!" The length of the swinging stick just made up the distance between Ron's hand and Luck's knee, making close contact with his knee. Luck screamed and fell to his knees.

The blow hit, and Ron's hand holding the dagger was not idle. While Lark was kneeling, he turned the dagger around and hit him hard on the back of the head with the handle. Lark finally fainted.