After seeing Frank Moses' trademark bald head, William Cooper's mind thought about many things for a moment, including how he got in, what he wanted to do when he came in, and the security system in the headquarters building was all furnishings and other whining things.

However, years of experience as a secret agent had also allowed the young man to develop excellent reflexes, and when he realized that something was wrong, his body had already moved, and he grabbed the mug on the table and smashed it into Frank Moses' head.

With a slight wave of his arm, Frank Moses knocked the mug that was thrown at him flying.

He walked forward quickly, throwing a quick punch at the opponent's face with his hand, but he didn't expect the young man on the other side to completely ignore his old punch, rushed straight up, grabbed Frank's waist and threw him to the side.

In mid-air, Frank was still thinking about why this young man was so discouraged from martial arts, and then he was smashed on the low bookshelf.

The solid wood furniture was directly smashed into broken pieces of wood, and even a strong existence like Frank Moses was knocked unconscious, his head tilted, and his eyes closed after such a moment.

"You're too slow, old man."

Looking at the old guy who had been knocked unconscious by himself, William Cooper's face showed a smile.

What an old agent, it's nothing more than oppressing people by virtue of age and qualifications, the old guy's marksmanship is almost the same as his own, but his physical strength can't keep up, in the end, he is still stronger as a young man.

Thinking like this, William Cooper gently rubbed his reddened chin with his left hand, and untied his tie with his right hand, ready to take the phone on his desk and call someone to carry Frank Moses away, and by the way, tell him that his task was completed.

However, the young William Cooper missed a little.

That's ...... People, sometimes, are disguised.

From an angle he couldn't see, Frank, who William Cooper thought had fainted, opened his eyes, and when William Cooper reflected, Frank had lifted the glass coffee table in the center of the office and pressed the coffee table towards William Cooper.

At such a critical moment, people naturally have the reaction of trying to block, but William Cooper just raised his hand and tried to stop the glass coffee table pressing towards him, and then Frank kicked and shattered the glass on it, and stepped on William Cooper's lower abdomen.

It was a severe pain that a normal person could not bear, let alone be stronger under the anger, William Cooper was forced to bend over while clutching his stomach, and then he was hit by Frank's raised knee on the front door, and he was stunned on the spot, completely forgetting that he was fighting.

Frank then grabbed William Cooper, who was falling backwards, and slammed him in the face with his elbow, and slammed the man against the wall, so to speak, completely beating the water dogs, and William Cooper fell to the ground with bruises all over his body.

However, the young man was not so vulnerable, and William Cooper quickly got up from the ground, grabbed something, and smashed it at Frank with his office chair, but Frank dodged him, and then grabbed the phone on his desk and hit William Cooper in the face.

After several fights and fights, although the young man was full of momentum, he was still pressed on the desk by the well-informed old guy and couldn't move.

Frank locked William Cooper's bloodied head with a judo armbar, and no matter how much he struggled, he didn't want to let go.

"Hey, boy, your routine is familiar, you were trained by Dicksky?"

Frank asked with a grin as he looked at William Cooper, who had been hanged by himself.

"yes, what's wrong!"

William Cooper still had no intention of giving up the struggle.

"Hehe, that kid was trained by me."

Frank sneered, and then directly used both hands to pull William Cooper's arm to the dislocation.

The sudden pain made William Cooper almost cry, but he had already struggled to the edge of his desk, his eyes fell to the ground, and he saw the pistol he had dropped on the ground, so he took advantage of the pain and successfully broke free from the crucifix.

He fell to the ground and struggled to crawl towards the pistol.

Frank understood what he was thinking, and immediately got up and pulled down the filing cabinet next to him, smashing it on William Cooper's body, but William had already got the gun, so Frank slammed it directly into the glass curtain wall on the other side of the room.

As the gunshots rang out, Frank had already smashed the glass and rushed out of the room.

William Cooper dragged a dislocated arm and chased him out, but was stopped at the door of the office where Frank had fled, only to realize that his badge had been snatched away and he couldn't open the door.

This young man only realized how harmful overtime can be until now.

He still vaguely remembered that it was obvious that he was chasing Frank Moses, and if it weren't for overtime, he wouldn't have been unilaterally beaten by an old man in the office, but this bad breath must not be swallowed.

Enraged, William Cooper kicked the office door.

He threw away the gun in his hand and picked up his cell phone to call the security services, which they didn't actually need to call, and the entire security department realized that something was wrong when the gunshots rang out at the CIA headquarters.

"Everyone, lock down the entire building at once, the target is a balding middle-aged white man, about fifty years old, with gunshot wounds on his body, white shirts and dark blue pants."

After the lockdown order was issued, lockdown procedures began throughout the CIA headquarters building.

Security personnel quickly guarded every entrance and exit of the building, and began to strictly search for any hidden targets among anyone who wanted to leave the building, and unrelated people also began to evacuate at this time.

Frank quickly walked through the empty hallway and found Sarah in the lounge, who was immediately frightened when she saw Frank covered in blood.

"What's going on?!"

"Don't worry about the details, we've got to go."

In the cleaner's utility room at the end of the hallway, Frank focused on the buckets of various detergents on the shelves, and he quickly removed a few buckets of detergent that Sarah couldn't understand at all, made a bucket and poured things together, and then led Sara out of the room.

And the pile of miraculous compounds left in the room, under the wonderful chemical action, they began to boil and heat.

Around the corner of the hallway, William Cooper dragged his dislocated arm out, the only arm and hand that could still move still clutching his pistol to prevent Frank's sudden attack, and he was accompanied by a small director of the logistics department.

"Sir, we've cordoned off the entire building, but what if there's a fire?"

"What's the fire, the biggest fire we have here is me!"

As if confirming William Cooper's words, the next second, a violent fire broke out in the utility room at the end of the corridor, blowing the thick door panels out, and the scorching air wave made the two people who were very close to each other have to cover their faces to prevent being burned by the flames.

Looking at the burning room, William Cooper froze in place.

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