The little agent looked at Ling Fei skeptically and said:

"When did you Chinese become so humorous? Haven't you always been very rigorous? Forget it, I still don't do such stupid things. Let me pour a cup of coffee. What do you want to drink? I'll ask."

"Whatever."

"You Chinese are really strange."

The little agent shook his head, turned around and left the seat, and walked towards the self-service drink machine beside the wall.

As soon as he left, a capable woman came over. Her dress was very similar to the black widow in the movie, but Ling Fei knew that she should not be an ordinary character here. Maybe the black widow in the movie was based on her.

Because, her eyes revealed a stream of energy.

"You shouldn't be our FBI, right? I think you feel very strange."

Ling Fei smiled indifferently and said:

"Yes, I'm here to make trouble."

Black Widow's face was a little serious.

"This is not a joke, who are you?"

"It's the one you have worked so hard to kill."

The black widow frowned slightly and couldn't help but murmur:

"The person you want to kill? Chinese people... wait a moment."

She suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked at Ling Fei with a vigilant face.

"You are Lingfei from China?"

Ling Fei smiled and said:

"Smart, just one thing."

He said it was easy, but the black widow was extremely nervous.

She suddenly pulled out her pistol from her waist and pointed it at Ling Fei's head.

At the same time, she also pressed the alarm as soon as possible.

"Buzz~buzz~. Alarm, alarm, level 9s danger, please prepare for combat quickly by all personnel."

"Reiterate again, it is the highest alert order, please everyone, prepare quickly. This is not an exercise, this is not an exercise."

All the federal agents began to panic, and the little rookie agent also responded quickly. Although he was still holding coffee in one hand, he took out his pistol.

"What's the situation? Is there an accident? Or is there an invasion of foreign enemies?"

He looked around and looked around, but inexplicably found that everyone was walking towards his place just now.

"Hmm~?"

The little agent widened his eyes in an instant, and everyone was pointing the gun at the Chinese who was talking to him just now.

The coffee in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang". The hot coffee splashed onto his pants, making him grin in pain.

"Hiss~!"

He quickly squatted down and blew, and was in a hurry, and a strong wind walked by his side.

He couldn't help but look up curiously, and his chin fell all over the floor in an instant.

This man who just passed by, he is not... he is not... he only appeared once when the new agent just joined the company, is the general director of FBI?

Even he appeared, was there any mistake?

This young man from China really didn’t lie to him? He is really so awesome!

At this moment, the little agent felt as if he was dreaming.

The director of fbi came to Ling Fei, glanced at everyone, and said lightly:

"Please put away your guns, it's almost time to get off work. Why do you do such a big mess?"

The black widow immediately persuaded:

"The Director, this person is the most dangerous guy in the world. We must be vigilant at any time and must not let him go."

The director rolled his eyes.

"Just because of you, you are not enough to stuff your teeth into your teeth, put them away. You should get off work and get out of here. No one is allowed to tell what happened today."

Everyone looked at each other, but who dared not to listen to the director's words?

Everyone slowly retreated with a vigilant look. Only the director and the black widow were left here. The black widow was still vigilantly pointing the gun at Ling Fei and blocking the director, afraid that Ling Fei would do something big.

Ling Fei tilted his head and raised the corners of his mouth.

"It seems that your subordinate is quite loyal, but he has no brains."

The black widow sneered.

"You can try it. I promise, if you dare to move, I will be able to make countless holes in you in the next moment!"

"It's a little bit interesting."

Ling Fei thought, and the gun in the black widow's hand melted instantly.

"What?"

She was shocked and immediately threw away the gun, then grabbed the neckline, where there was a delicate small pistol.

"Bang bang bang."

After three shots in a row, the black widow's face showed a faint slight pride. But the next moment, her face changed drastically.

Those bullets were strangely stopped moving in front of Ling Fei.

"What? This is impossible! This bullet has been processed and is specifically used to deal with you psychics. How could you still be able to stay there?"

"I said that my brain is a good thing, but unfortunately, you don't."

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the three bullets reflected back instantly.

"ah--!"

Black Widow screamed again. Ling Fei actually used these three bullets to tear her clothes open.

The delicate and stylish body suddenly appeared in front of Ling Fei.

"You—! You—!"

"Shut up!"

Ling Fei stood up and a powerful aura was immediately released. The oppressed black widow could not speak, and even breathed, it was difficult.

When he met those eyes, the Black Widow instantly felt that she seemed to die at any time.

She crawled on the ground, her body trembling constantly, and finally lowered her high head.

Ling Fei was too lazy to look at her more, and walked straight past her, as if she was just a piece of garbage.

The director of fbi looked at Black Widow helplessly, shook his head, and threw his suit jacket to her.

"Go home quickly, take a shower, and forget everything about today."

Then, he followed Ling Fei's pace closely.

The two of them got on the elevator and went to the director's conference room more than 100 floors high.

"This is my private office, and no outsiders will come. What does Mr. Ling want to drink?"

"Whatever."

The little agent just asked Ling Fei what he wanted to drink, but Ling Fei said casually. He thought Ling Fei was joking, but in fact, Ling Fei was really casual.

The director poured Ling Fei a cup of espresso.

"This is a coffee specially supplied in South Africa, with a top variety, only one ton a year, and I was lucky enough to get three kilograms."

Ling Fei took a sip.

“It tastes good.”

"Just as long as Mr. Ling likes it."

The director also picked up the coffee, took a sip, and continued:

"When Li Qingyang died, he once gave an agent in our bureau a piece of intelligence information. But later, the agent seemed to have encountered trouble and handed over the information to me. He told me that if one day a Chinese person came, he would hand it over to him. I think it's time."
Chapter completed!