William saw that Ye Qiu and Gordon had no objection to their arrangement, so he simply cleaned up the boxing ring in the middle of the training room, put his hands on his chest, and stood silently next to the boxing ring.

Just when Gordon and Ye Qiu stepped into the boxing ring, J.edgar

In a large office in the Hoover Building, three figures were staring intently at an LCD screen placed above the office, and what was displayed on the LCD screen was the picture in the training room where Ye Qiu was.

"This is the kid you recommended, it's interesting to be able to be under William's coercion without any influence, but this kid's personality is really similar to yours, it's the same thorn."

Sitting behind the only desk in the office, an old man in his fifties with a sense of majesty all over his body commented with a smile when he saw Ye Qiu's behavior.

The momentum of the old man, combined with the sign on the desk, this old man who has read more than half a hundred but still has the vitality of a young man is none other than J. edgar

The "owner" of the Hoover Building, the top officer of the FBI, Smith.

"If Qiu's personality is very similar to me, I admit it, but the understanding of the thorn is biased."

Hearing Smith's comment, the figure who was lying leisurely on the sand defended dissatisfiedly, if Ye Qiu was here, he would definitely recognize it in surprise that this dared to be in J. edgar

Smith, the most powerful man in the Hoover Building, is still a lazy-looking guy in front of him, and it is none other than Dillon who has guided him to the path of an FBI agent.

"It's boring right now, why don't we gamble on the results of Autumn and Gordon?" Dillon stretched and said in a lazy tone.

"Bowen, what do you think?"

Smith didn't answer immediately, but asked the secretary who was standing straight next to him.

"Gordon, 25 years old, graduated from West Point two years ago, and then passed the FBI test, first served as a trainee agent in the Pennsylvania branch for half a year, and then was transferred to Washington, D.C., 185 cm tall, 95 kg in weight, and ranked second in the Pennsylvania division in free wrestling."

"Cho Logan, 18 years old, with no special background, just graduated from Rochester City High School, has passed the interview at Columbia University, joined the FBI for 9 days, is 177 cm tall, weighs 77 kg, and has not had any achievements related to free wrestling."

"In terms of origin, experience, achievements, physical elements, etc., the probability of winning Gordon is 97.3%, the probability of winning in autumn is 2.2%, and the probability of a draw is o.5%."

Bowen gently lifted his eyes, as if it was a computer, and without the help of any tools, he combed through the information of Ye Qiu and Gordon.

"Well, although you always don't play your cards according to common sense, there is too much difference between the two men, so I bet on Gordon to win."

After listening to his secretary's analysis, Smith said without hesitation, not at all unhappy with Dillon's casualness.

"Naturally, I chose that kid Qiu, and sometimes, I can't completely judge a person just by counting jù."

Dillon was confident in his choice and immediately agreed with Smith to make a bet.

If this kind of scene falls into the eyes of other people, Bao will be surprised to grow his mouth, aside from Smith's own momentum, just by virtue of the title of the top FBI officer, no one dares to bet with Smith in a frivolous tone, but Dillon has no respect for Smith, and what is even more surprising is that Smith doesn't seem to mind Dillon's laziness at all, but accepts Dillon's advice.

At this time, Ye Qiu didn't know that he had once again become Dillon's gambling tool.

"Qiu, I didn't expect you to really have this kind of courage, but sometimes a moment of bravery can't change the gap in strength, as your senior, I will definitely teach you well, so that you will engrave this deeply in your heart."

Due to the presence of Instructor William, Gordon did not dare to be too arrogant, but the threat in the words he said, combined with Gordon's fierce expression, undoubtedly expressed Gordon's anger at this moment.

"It's strange that chatter has become a must for FBI agents? Do you always nag like that every time you face your opponent? Gordon seniors. ”

Ye Qiu didn't care about Instructor William's coercion, and bluntly sarcastically mocked Gordon.

"Humph!"

Gordon was enraged by Ye Qiu's sarcasm, and suddenly rushed towards Ye Qiu, waving his arm to knock the guy in front of him who always offended him to the ground.

As Frank said before, although Gordon is arrogant and annoying, as an honor student who graduated from West Point, he once won the second place in free wrestling in the Pennsylvania branch of the FBI, and he still has high strength in free wrestling.

Under Gordon's stormy attack, Ye Qiu was downside for a while, and he was able to rely on his flexible body advantage to constantly dodge Gordon's attacking fists, and at the same time wait for the opportunity to counterattack, but because Ye Qiu's main energy was almost all used on dodging, occasionally a few sporadic counterattacks, but they did not achieve the desired results, but because of the pause during the counterattack, he was almost captured by Gordon.

"Hey, boy, can you run? This is the FBI, not a school for runners. ”

Gordon originally thought that he would be able to grab this skinny kid lightly, and then humiliate him fiercely under the gaze of everyone, but what he didn't expect was that Ye Qiu was as flexible as a loach, it had been too many five minutes, and the fist he was waving had not been able to touch the other party's body until now.

Even with Gordon's head, he now understands that in this competition, no matter whether he wins or loses, he will not get any benefits, and it is natural to win, but there is a feeling of bullying the weak, if he loses, he may never be able to raise his head in front of others, a military academy, an experienced federal agent, can not take a hairy boy who has just graduated from high school.

Whenever he thought of this, Gordon felt that the contestants around the ring looked at him as if they were looking at the clown in the circus, and his heart couldn't help but become a little impatient.

Hearing Gordon's lame "agitation", Ye Qiu just stretched out his right hand, first stretched out his index finger and made a "1" gesture, and then put his five fingers together and made a provocative gesture towards Gordon.

What does that mean? One move to determine the winner?

Every contestant who was watching the battle around couldn't help but have a ridiculous feeling in their hearts when they saw Ye Qiu's gestures.

Ye Qiu, who was still being chased by Gordon and running around the ring just now, now wants to decide the winner with Gordon? In addition to looking for death, everyone couldn't find any other reason to explain Ye Qiu's behavior.

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