J followed Fan into the elevator curiously: "Hey, he didn't seem to say what floor he was on. Uh~~ This elevator only has the door key?"

Fan Mang calmly pressed the door to close: "I think someone will control the elevator and take us to the interview place."

At this time, K was watching the two people in the elevator through the elevator monitoring. Fan seemed very calm, while Edwards was full of curiosity about everything.

He investigated the information of two people. Edwards was a very brave New York police detective and arrested many criminals. He had good marksmanship, good physical strength, and trustworthy character.

There seems to be no problem with that Fan's resume. He has both parents and died. He graduated from an ordinary college. He has worked as a salesman, fitness coach, deliveryman and other jobs. Later, he resigned for personal reasons. He was a roommate in the shared apartment with Edwards and had no criminal record.

However, he discovered an interesting thing. Fan's parents died because of an alien incident. Perhaps it was at that time that Fan had seen MIB and learned about these things.

"Fan, why do I feel like the elevator is going down?" J looked at Fan Mang. Shouldn't it be up? Which company's interview address will be underground? Just because this is a tunnel company?

"It's okay, look, the elevator door is open." Fan Mang raised his legs and walked out, and J hurried out.

There were some egg-shaped seats in the room, with a total of eight, only two of them were empty. They walked over and sat down on their own.

Another person stood in front of them and was watching them: "You two came a little late."

Fan Mang glanced at the Rolex on his wrist and took it from Jack's shop last night: "We don't seem to be late."

"My name is Z. You are all selected by our MIB, from the Air Force, Navy, Army, Navy Special Forces, Special Forces, New York Police, um~~ and an unemployed young man."

Everyone looked at Fan Mang. Among them, the police were the only ones who served in the army. Only Fan Mang has the most special identity. How could he receive an interview invitation with them?

"What to choose? I'm not here for the interview, I'm just accompanying my brother." J immediately raised his hand and said.

Fan Mang held his wrist and said, "After listening to others, if you don't want to join, can others force you to join?"

Z looked at Fan Mang, but he didn't understand why his best agent K recommended two people, especially Fan Mang, who was completely incompatible. Can such a person do their job well?

"I want to select one person from you and join us. Listen clearly and select only one person. Next, I will conduct a simple test on you. OK, do you have any questions?"

Fan Mang silently clenched his fists, so he could only apologize to J. He must join MIB.

"Hey, Fan, are these your competitors? Are you sure you can get this job?" J leaned over to Fan Mang and asked quietly, "I don't know why you came."

But why did some soldiers come back to apply for a job in the Bridge and Tunnel Company?

Z glanced at J: "It seems that many people have questions, so does anyone know why they come?"

Someone stood up instantly: "Lieutenant Zeko, an outstanding graduate of West Point Military Academy, we come here because you need the elite among the elites."

After saying that, Zeke looked at J and Fan Mang with contempt. How did these two slags get in?

J sneered: "I've talked for a long time, but I still don't know why I came here. Is this the elite among the elite?"

The other interviewers looked at J and shrugged: "Don't you like this joke?"

Z looked at one-way glass with some helplessness, and behind it was another examiner K, because this time K was going to select a newcomer as his partner.

"Okay, let's start answering the questions."

Everyone started to answer questions, and Fan Mang took out paper and pen from the chair. J originally thought it had nothing to do with him, but he was bored anyway, so let's see what questions were.

Just by accident, his pencil broke. I looked around and no one should pay attention. Will he be asked to compensate him for the pencil?

"Hey, what foolish guy came up with this? He doesn't even have a table, so it's not convenient to write." J muttered in a low voice.

But he found that Fan Mang had actually stood up from his seat, placed the test questions on a chair, and then walked to the middle of the room and pulled the table in front of him.

"Smart, move a little bit here, I can use it too." J moved the chair and came to the table.

The others looked at the two of them in surprise. They were both serving in the army and were most abiding by the rules. If the commander didn't let the table move, no one would move.

These two people seem to have been eliminated, too undisciplined!

K behind the glass, the corners of his mouth curled upwards. He admired Fan Mang's approach very much. Other soldiers were too lawful. When doing their job, they must be flexible and try their best.

...

"Hey, Fan, why are there so many questions? Have you finished answering them? I don't know much about them. But it doesn't matter, I just write it casually anyway, I think you're full. Many of the questions on it are too out of reality, asking how to deal with aliens when they meet them, and where are there aliens." After Z received the test questions, J came over.

"Fortunately, if aliens do not affect the earth and abide by the laws here, then there is no problem. They just need not to expose their identities. If they commit crimes, they will be arrested, expelled or killed. You are a policeman, and you should be familiar with these issues than me."

"Catch aliens? Hahaha, you answered the same as me. What I wrote is that no matter who dares to commit crimes in front of me, you will be arrested!"

The other six soldiers looked at the two people. Shouldn’t this kind of problem be reported first and then obeying orders? It seems that these two people are destined to be eliminated.

"Next item, physical fitness test."

Fan Mang moved his body and just realized his advantages by crushing these soldiers.

"No need to use these, we fight with each other. The winner is the strongest." Fan Mang did not touch the test equipment, but looked at the soldiers with provocation.

The lieutenant Zeko, who was despised by J before, came over first. He looked at Fan Mang's figure with a sneer on his lips: "I'll tell you the end of being arrogant."

K frowned from a distance. Why did Fan Mang, who did not look good in physical condition, take the initiative to ask for a comparison of arm wrestling? He knew that the strength test data must be bad? But losing like this will be embarrassing.

"start."

Z also wanted to eliminate Fan Mang directly, so he did not refuse this test, but something seemed wrong. The outstanding graduate of the West Point Military Academy turned red, while Fan Mang looked at ease.
Chapter completed!