"Wow~~ Fan, you are an expert in arm wrestling. I guess some people's honors are blown up, or they are obtained by using some disgraceful means." J fanned the flames next to him.

Even if Fan Mang can win by wrestling his arm, he will definitely be fine. When he was in the apartment, he had never played with Fan Mang and never lost once!

The other soldiers looked at Zeke with contempt. Your level is really embarrassing us. I guess it is not good for that class of West Point Military Academy graduates!

"Captain Malfoy, from the Navy Seals. Boy, don't think you can be proud if you win a parallel product. I'll let you see what power is."

Malfoy put his hand on the table. He wanted to deal with this kid in one second, and let the interviewer Z see that he is the elite among the elites!

Fan Mang showed a shy smile: "Okay, I'll wait and see."

As Z said it, the muscles on Malfoy's arm bulged instantly. A second later, the competition ended, but the back of his hand touched the tabletop.

"Uh~~ Are you here to make fun of it? I thought I was so strong, it was less than half a second?" J continued to mock him. He had long been unhappy with these soldiers. His nostrils soared into the sky. Who do you look down on me?

"Who else is not convinced?" Fan Mang glanced at the others.

"I'll do it, Captain Gordon, a special sniper." Gordon usually exercises a lot of arm strength, after all, the recoil of a sniper rifle is much greater. An ordinary person can accidentally break the bones on his shoulders if he fires a shot.

A second later, Fan Mang yawned: "It's too slow, come on both of you, I can do both of you, both of you, don't waste time."

J stood behind Fan Mang and pinched his shoulders for Fan Mang: "Yes, who else do you have to accept it? Let's go together, my brother will let you see what strength is."

J repeated Malfoy's words just now, but his expression was very sluggish.

Naturally, others cannot admit defeat. Some people even think that Fan Mang may have just exploded like this and will always be tired when he competes with a few more people, right?

But the remaining few people were all on the way, all of them lost in one second, and some may even be less than a second.

"J, it's your turn." Fan Mang looked at J and said.

"Me? Let me forget it. Besides, I'm just here to accompany you for an interview, and it's not that I'm looking for a job." J smiled. Seeing that those muscular men lost, he didn't think he could win.

Maybe Fan didn't take it seriously when he was in the apartment competition before? It's impossible that Fan's strength has skyrocketed in such a short period of time, right?

"Softie, you don't even have the courage to compete!" Someone couldn't help but contempt. If this guy hadn't been chattering around, he felt that he might not have lost.

"We are brothers. We have tried many times. Do you know if there is no winner or loser?" J said loudly, sitting down and blinking at Fan Mang. Brother, do you understand what I mean?

Z also began to be curious about J. The two people recommended by K, an unemployed young man, are actually stronger than those soldiers. What about this super policeman?

"start!"

J exerted force suddenly, and he didn't want to lose in less than a second. But he found that no matter how hard he used, Fan's arms seemed to be motionless.

The two of them stalemate for almost ten seconds. When he saw Fan Mang's eyes, he immediately let go: "Forget it, it's a draw again."

He had no doubt that if Fan Mang had tried his best just now, he would have been defeated like those soldiers, but who made them brothers?

Z looked at Fan Mang and looked back at a glass. The two people you chose seemed to be difficult to manage. Who would you eliminate in the end? Is this chattering policeman or an unemployed young man with extremely strong physical fitness?

"Next, test speed, bounce, endurance, climbing, etc., are you okay?"

There is actually a large stadium underground, with eight people just eight paths. In terms of sprinting, the others have little difference, but Fan Mang is more than five meters ahead of the second place.

Z looked at the data and found that the 100 meters were nearly ten seconds. The others were already very good at about eleven seconds.

High jump is the level of athletes, which is far ahead of others. In terms of endurance, it is 10,000 meters of weight running, and these soldiers are ready to go, which is all a little bit for them, and they can finally defeat the unemployed young man.

Unfortunately, from the beginning to the end, Fan Mang was far ahead, and it seemed that his speed had not changed. Instead, many of them were chaotic in rhythm, making J pick up the bargain and become the second.

"Hey, those are really soldiers? Not pretending? Such people can only be civilians when they come to our New York Police Department." J sat next to Fan Mang and spoke out on purpose.

Originally, he was accompanying Fan Mang for the interview, but now he has to compete with the soldiers and let them know that the soldiers and kings are just like this!

"Who knows, I think they are average anyway, and they will probably be eliminated soon." Fan Mang was very satisfied with his physical fitness test. LV2 is a bull, and he completely crushed those soldiers.

However, this score seems to be not enough compared to aliens.

"Okay, next item, shooting test. Everyone will use pistols, right? Come with me, you will destroy some monsters later." Z looked at the test results. Fan Mang, the least optimistic about him, was the first in all aspects.

Fan Mang took a deep breath. This was his weakest link, and his score was probably the lowest. Fortunately, he should be able to get high scores in the written test and physical fitness test.

"Shooting? Hahaha, I'm the New York Police Department's shooting champion, they're sure to lose." J looked at the others with a provocative look. I want to see how powerful you soldiers' shooting is.

The other six soldiers all sneered. They were all soldiers, so would they shoot worse than a small policeman? The bullets they fired were more expensive than many police stations in a year!

Especially Captain Gordon, as a special sniper, he is not only good at sniper rifles, but also a sharpshooter. This time he can finally teach those two people a lesson.

Standing in front of a gate, eight pistols were placed on the table in front of him. The door opened and everyone quickly picked up the pistols. Fan Mang was the last one.

Through the faint light, everyone saw some monsters in front of them. Some had several eyes, some had many tentacles, but only hesitated for a second, everyone started to shoot quickly, only Fan Mang and J did not shoot.

J was observing the situation in front of him and making a basic judgment, while Fan Mang turned on his personal information the moment he got the pistol.

Fan Mang,

Gender: Male,

Level: 2,

Health: 76,

Spirit:2.1,

Power: 2.1,

Speed: 2.1,

Special ability: None,

Weapon: Pistol M9, proficiency level 0, no pistol can be used at all.

Free attribute point 3
Chapter completed!