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The blasting sound exploded, and the surrounding walls shattered into stones and cracked, and the resulting blast brought up dust. Nakahara Chuya and Guangjin Liulang on the third floor couldn't help squinting their eyes.

"Boom!" The red-haired boy took a step forward, intending to end up saving people.

But he was stopped by Guangjin Liulang again, even though the corners of his clothes were a little tattered, the old man's demeanor was as elegant as ever, "Trust Mr. Hongxiang, watch carefully, Mr. Central Plains."

"Hahahahaha, it exploded into pieces!" The bomb rolled out at the last second. Kajii Keijiro was located about five meters away from Hongxiang.

He was embarrassed, but he laughed loudly, "You deserve it, now I will take over your reputation and money, 100 billion!!"

"I have a question."

The indifferent male voice came from Kajii Keijiro's side, making him jump in surprise.The smoke and dust dissipated, and the flames soared into the sky, forming a circle, firmly protecting the blond youth inside.

third floor.

Guangjin Liulang caressed his moustache with one hand, "Master Hongxiang's extraordinary ability—[July Flowing Fire], soft fire to defend oneself, fierce fire to burn the enemy, no matter how many times you see it, it is so beautiful."

Orange flames wrapped around the young man, and even traces of flames touched the corner of his clothes, but they did not continue to burn. The flames protected the young man like they were alive.

Hong Xiang raised his arms back, shook his black coat, and the flames went out.The scene just now seemed to be just an illusion.

The blond-haired young man looked at Kejiro Kajii in shock, pointing at him who kept saying "you you you" with one hand, and gave him a thumbs up.

"The jacket developed by our technical department is fire-proof, explosion-proof, and waterproof. It is a reward that only the subordinates who are trusted by the leader can get. It is better than the cloak of Vongola I."

Guangjin Liulang: "..."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Ogihara Kenji: "..."

"What are you waiting for, hurry up and join us to get this three-proof jacket."

The remaining 20 people: "..." What we want to join is indeed a Hong Kong black company, not an advertising and sales company.

Snapped--

Hong Xiang clapped his hands, bringing everyone back to God.

"The episode is over, let's get to the point." Hong Xiang looked at the orange-brown-haired youth whose legs were trembling, "I'm asking you, why are you alright?"

Even though it was so close, Kajii Keijiro didn't have any scars on his body except that his clothes were a little wrinkled.

"...Because it's a lemon bomb."

"..." What's the answer?

Forget it, Hong Xiang scanned the man's face and remembered him.

Then drag it back to Hong Kong and Hei to study it carefully and see how he was not injured in the explosion/explosion.Well, maybe not only bombs/bombs, but also bullets and the like?

It just so happens that a new batch of weapons has been imported, so let's try it out.

Kajii Keijiro: What happened to the goosebumps all of a sudden?

"Chuya, Mr. Guangjin."

Hearing Hongxiang's call, the two also jumped down from the third floor.With such a move on the stage, even the twenty or so middle-aged people present couldn't bear to look at this young man and old man with contempt.

"The second hurdle for you is to get the approval of the two people behind me."

The ocher-haired boy pressed the brim of his hat and looked at the back of the blond-haired boy.

Isn't this completely unnecessary for Mr. Guangjin to support the scene? He can calm down the audience by himself.

"Choose one person and fight with force; it's not winning, it's recognition."

Bring out all your strengths.

When the crowd once again fell into an atmosphere of whispering, Hongxiang turned half of his body and said to Nakahara Chuya and Guangjin Liulang, "Except for that lemon, the rest of the staff will wait and see for now, be normal."

This is to tell them not to use supernatural powers.

Guangjin Liulang bowed slightly to express his understanding.Zhongya Nakahara groped for the choker on his neck with his hands, adjusted it to a relaxed position, and replied, "I see."

Old man or young man, which one to choose?

Is it because the old people are old and have physical incoordination, or the young people are impulsive and inexperienced?

But no matter what, everyone's heart is still a little heavy.

The blond-haired young man (actually the same age) who looks not much older than the brown-haired boy has such strength, and this boy is probably going to be about the same.

And the old man who can be honored as "Sir" by the blond youth is definitely not a simple person.

The 20 people murmured for several minutes, but no one came to choose someone.

Guangjin Liulang still stood on the spot with his hands behind his back, and although Zhongyuan Zhongye didn't make any violent movements, his eyes already showed impatience.

Hong Xiang looked at the people who were almost huddled across the street, and casually pointed out, "It's you."

Several people within the reach of the fingertips dispersed one after another, and finally only one person with dark brown hair was left.

"Hey, me?!"

The male looked about one or two years older than Zhongyuan Zhongye, and he was also a young man, and his every move still retained the childishness and vitality of a teenager.

Hong Xiang nodded without any room for negotiation, "It's you."

"If he can't pick up one by one after the end, all the rest will be eliminated."

After giving the ultimatum, Hong Xiang found a standing stone and sat down to play with his mobile phone.

Tachihara Michizao is a bit square. As the first person to eat crabs, he carefully looked at the old man who was standing like a gentleman, and Nakahara Chuya who had already started to tiptoe.

"I, I choose..."

Guangjin Liulang didn't move, his eyes behind the monocle were calm and unwavering, and Nakahara Nakahara had already set his gaze on Tachihara Michizo's face, and there was a hint of urging in his blue eyes.

"I choose Mr. Hirotsu!"

Liyuan Michizao closed his eyes and said his choice loudly.

Hong Xiang just mentioned the names of two people, "Zhong Ye" and "Mr. Guangjin". As they have not officially entered the Mafia, naturally they cannot disrespect them.

The red-haired boy tapped his toes and rubbed the ground, but didn't say anything. He stepped aside and watched the confrontation between the two.

Guangjin Liulang released the hands behind his back and put them on both sides of his body.Tachihara Michizao took a step back with his right leg and made a sprinting posture, "I'm offended, Mr. Hirotsu!"

After saying that, he rushed forward and punched the old man's front door.

Of course, the old man would not be hit like this. He squinted his eyes and judged the attacking route of Tachihara Michizak in an instant. His strength.

Tachihara Michizo frowned stimulated by the pain in his hand, his shoulders shrugged back, his short coat slipped off, revealing the pistol tied under his armpit through the belt, he pulled out the pistol with his left hand, and pointed it at the old man's chest.The whole process takes no more than two seconds.

A glimmer of light flashed through Guangjin Liulang's monocle, and he raised his right foot and kicked towards the opponent's knee. Because of a coherent movement, Tachihara Michizo staggered, and the pistol's target also shifted.The old man, who was still holding the opponent's right hand, pulled Tachihara Michizo's body back with force, and then clasped the opponent's wrist. The brown-haired boy had his back to Guangjin Liulang, unable to move.

"So strong..."

There was an exclamation from the crowd.

Not only young people, but also old men in Hong Kong and black are so strong.

Seeing that the other party had no possibility of resisting, Guangjin Liulang let go of the hand that imprisoned the other party, straightened the folds that did not exist on the skirt, "passed."

"Huh?" Not only the teenagers, but even the onlookers were a little confused.

From their point of view, the boy was defeated in just two rounds and ten seconds. Can he still qualify?

Zhong Yuanzhong also stood aside, his hands in black gloves crossed his chest, and he did not speak.

Hong Xiang has said from the very beginning——

"Choose one person and fight with force; it's not winning, it's recognition."

Li Yuan Michizao's fighting skills were in a mess, he rushed to the front as soon as he came, with no rules, and his movements were full of flaws.But the only thing that was barely qualified was the gun drawing technique that was completed in two seconds. The gun hidden under the coat was pulled out and loaded with the backhand to aim while being held by one hand. For a newcomer, two seconds is not bad Achievement.

It was this move that was approved by Guangjin Liulang.

……

Next, some people choose Chuya, Zhongyuan, some choose Liulang, Guangjin;

Zhongyuan Zhongye was still a bit heavy at the beginning, but he quickly mastered the strength under the "experiments" of several people one after another, and his moves were much gentler.

Several fallen test subjects: "..."

In the end, a few people were eliminated scatteredly, and the remaining dozen or so people were all approved.After all, if you can pass the first level, you must have a brain.

By the way, plus the man who was kicked unconscious for the first challenge to Hongxiang, several people who failed were also knocked unconscious by Guangjin Liulang and Zhongyuan Zhongye, and none of them were sober.

In fact, it is better not to be sober. It seems that there was a man, Nakahara Chuya, whose strength was light. The man woke up halfway, holding his head, but was kicked by Nakahara Nakaya again, and passed out again.

After all, after passing the second level, they will get the next message, which is not something that losers can listen to.

After the last person passed the level, Hong Xiang exited the game, put away his mobile phone, and came back to everyone.

"The last test is not so much a checkpoint, but rather the first step for you to join the organization, and this is it!" The blond young man took out a dozen blank papers and a box of signing pens from nowhere, "Write about your test experience, composition, [-] words, completed within half an hour."

"..."

"???"

"!!!"

"Wait a minute, when I was in school, I had an hour to write an essay!"

"Eight hundred more characters?"

"I can't finish writing in this amount of time!"

In this regard, Hongxiang showed a [goodwill] smile, "After finishing writing, I will invite you to have lunch as a celebration banquet for joining the organization."

"..."

"Oh oh oh! I feel inspired all over my body!"

"Give me pen and paper! I can write a thousand words now!"

"Hmph, for a moment I had the illusion that I could become a writer."

A tall middle-aged man took the pen with a heavy heart.

As an agent of the CIA, Ethan couldn't be more clear about it. Similarly, Kenji Ogihara, who is a public security officer, also understands this.

Generally speaking, the handwriting of adults will not change, and the formation of a person's handwriting is often related to his own experience, physiological characteristics, personality characteristics, and education level.

Although they all went through some training before they became undercover agents, they tried their best to get rid of their previous characteristic minor problems and adapt to their new identities.But things like handwriting cannot be changed by practice. Even if I feel that the changes are huge, after careful comparison, I will still find that the changes are minimal.

Otherwise, criminals can fool handwriting identification personnel as long as they practice handwriting.

[-] characters in half an hour, if you want to finish writing so quickly, where is the effort to disguise your handwriting...

The few people glanced at the smiling blond young man calmly, and couldn't help but feel a little scared.

This guy is definitely not a simple figure in the organization.

——He is the breakthrough point for the upper echelons of Hong Kong and black!