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Fang Ze pulled Ryan out of the car.

It's night time, and there are no pedestrians around.

"Open the door."

Fang Ze glanced at Ryan.

Lane didn't move right away.

In fact, he has been thinking of ways to escape along the way.

There was only one person on the other side and no guns.

If you stand up to resist, the success rate should be not small.

But Fang Ze's calmness kept his heart drumming.

This kind of calm temperament, he has only seen it in the agents of the CIA.

Therefore, he did not dare to act rashly at all.

"Let me repeat it a second time"

Fang Ze's voice sounded again, with a little more coldness.

Hearing this, Ryan came back to his senses and quickly took out the key to open the door.

Inside the living room.

Ryan sat on the sand.

And Fang Ze, just stood in front of him so quietly.

"It's okay to talk now"

At this moment, Ryan was much calmer.

He was very eager to know what the other party was going to do.

Fang Ze stretched out two fingers and said, "Two things."

"First, tell me your commute time and work content."

"Second, find out all the pictures of people you know in the CIA."

After hearing these two things, Ryan was stunned for a moment, then his eyes narrowed.

"You're going to infiltrate the CIA"

"You are a spy!"

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Chapter 582 Entering the building [1]

Inside the living room.

Ryan looked at Fang Ze in surprise.

Although he is only a CIA logistics staff, he does not have the skills and brains that ordinary special agents need.

But, after all, he is a real incumbent of the CIA.

Haven't eaten pork and haven't seen a pig run? At this point, Lane can still turn around.

Fang Ze's request was obviously aimed at infiltrating the CIA.

Facing Ryan's questioning, Fang Ze took out a cigarette and lit it in a hurry.

He slowly exhaled a breath of smoke and said, "I'm not a spy, but I need to enter the CIA"

Ryan frowned and said, "What are you doing in there?"

A foreigner infiltrating the CIA with great effort, even if it is not a spy, what good things can happen. Once something goes wrong and he is found, it is not as simple as going to jail.

Fang Ze raised his foot on the coffee table, bent down and said calmly, "Don't you think you have too many problems?"

Ryan bowed his head slightly and remained silent.

He was thinking about coping strategies.

Seeing Ryan's appearance, Fang Ze chuckled lightly: "Don't be swayed, you don't have any chance in front of me."

"I only give you two ways."

"First, answer my questions honestly."

"Second, let me kill you, and then I will find it myself."

"Ten seconds to consider."

"ten!"

At the same time as the last word was uttered, Fang Ze took out a dagger and played with his fingertips.

The sharp blade danced dexterously in Fang Ze's hand.

Such a skilled method made Ryan feel that the opponent could use this dagger to shoot through his forehead in the next second.