Zhao Fan didn't ask what the ending would be like for those people in the end.

After solving Wang Zhuo, Gu Bochong immediately asked Gu Ziyan to arrange a new hotel for him to rest. This matter was just a small episode for him, and Gu Bochong would just handle it himself.

The next morning, Gu Bochong personally arrived downstairs of the hotel and drove Zhao Fan to the base of the secret service.

"Your name is Zhao Fan, right? No matter who you arranged it in, my only requirement for you is to absolutely obey the orders. Do you understand?"

Li Guangming sent him there and left. Zhao Fan was already mentally prepared and didn't care too much about the strange looks around him.

However, Yan Wushuang looked at him with a rare glance and said coldly.

"knew!"

Zhao Fan felt his displeasure, but his expression did not change at all, and nodded calmly.

"Hit louder, I didn't hear it!"

Yan Wushuang raised his sword eyebrows and stared at Zhao Fan's face like lightning. His breath pressed towards him like a mountain, and a deep voice came out of his mouth.

"I knew that Brother Yan looked down upon this kind of person the most. This kid is probably still dreaming. He probably regarded this action as a tour. It's really ridiculous. How can there be such a cheap thing in our agent office?"

"Looking at his cowardly appearance, he didn't even dare to show off his anger in front of Brother Yan."

"Those who go through the back door should be carefully cured. It is really disappointing to solve the things that we have to bleeding and sweat for many years, and we have to be reborn!"

The people around were already waiting to watch the fun. At this moment, they all whispered to each other with gloating pleasure, and naturally excluded Zhao Fan.

"Can't you hear what I said? If you don't obey my orders, you can leave now!"

When Yan Wushuang saw Zhao Fan not speaking, her expression became colder and colder. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, with a mocking smile.

Zhao Fan did not react until this time and understood what Yan Wushuang's purpose was.

This person has innate strength. If this terrifying spiritual pressure is applied to an ordinary master, how can he speak?

When facing Yan Wushuang's question, if he doesn't answer, he will disobey the order, and he will have sufficient reason to kick this person out of the team.

The reason why Zhao Fan didn't react at first was that he already had innate strength, and this kind of mental pressure did not have much impact on him, so he did not understand Yan Wushuang's purpose.

At this time, I figured it out and there was a little coldness on my face. I glanced at Yan Wushuang indifferently and said calmly again: "I understand!"

Um?

Whether it was Yan Wushuang or the people from the secret service around him, they couldn't help but take a look at Zhao Fan.

This is probably not the first time he has used this move. No one expected that Zhao Fan could still speak in the face of such mental pressure.

"Is this kid still a little bit powerful? Facing Brother Yan, can he speak?"

"After all, it was someone introduced by Mr. Li, so he may be somewhat sure!"

After a few seconds of quiet, two people lowered their voices and said in a low voice.

"Thirty-one people, thirty people except me are divided into six five-person combat groups, you can combine them by yourself!"

Yan Wushuang snorted coldly, ignored Zhao Fan, and waved his hand to the staff behind the secret service standing in front of him.

"Second and third brother, come here!"

"Madman, Turkey, hurry up!"

These people were also used to Yan Wushuang's arrangement. As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of greeting began to sound. A group of people who had already become familiar with each other quickly found their place and stood in separate groups.

Only Zhao Fan was left alone.

Of course he saw that there was only four people in one of the teams, but if they didn't greet him, he wouldn't stick to him with shame.

The three men and one women all looked very ugly. They stared at him fiercely, with threat in their eyes, as if they were afraid that he would pass.

"Captain, this is unfair. The dog is not here, our team is missing one person!"

The person who spoke was the short-haired woman in the four-person team. This woman actually looked very beautiful, but her face was a bit cold and cold, which gave people a very unfriendly feeling.

Yan Wushuang's face was also a little bad. She glanced at Zhao Fan's face lightly. Although she didn't say anything, the meaning was already very obvious.

"Captain, this is not possible. We have worked together for many years and have already had a very tacit understanding. Even if there are only four people, they can perform their duties well. But if one more scoop, it will reduce the strength of the entire team!"

"Yes, Captain, we have four of us!"

"That's right, we don't need to be burdened. He will follow any team he likes to join. We don't want it anyway!"

"We don't want it either. This kind of person is just gilded in the past. Just let him stay there without any trouble. What else can you expect him to do?"

This group of people had no intention of giving Zhao Fan any face, and all their dislikes had been put on the surface. They threw him aside and had no intention of letting him participate in anything.

"It seems that no one welcomes me!"

Zhao Fan chuckled, glanced across everyone's faces, and said in a calm tone.

"I'm afraid this person is not a fool? Isn't it until this time that we know that we don't welcome you?"

"Get back to your mother's arms and go to breastfeed. When the time comes, you will cry when you see the blood. No one here will coax the child!"

"If you want to gilt, you can go anywhere. You can actually get into our agent office. It's really amazing!"

There were bursts of laughter around, and everyone looked at Zhao Fan with mocking expressions, with contempt and disdain in their words.

"Since that's the case, I'll be alone! You don't like to take some oil bottles, and I don't actually like to bring some oil bottles with you!"

Zhao Fan waved his hand casually, looked at these people with disdain, and after speaking lightly, he strided towards the convoy parked aside.

"stop!"

Yan Wushuang spoke.

Zhao Fan paused and turned to look at him.

"Do you have the final say here, or do I have the final say?"

"I have already said that thirty people are divided into six teams. Don't you understand?"

Yan Wushuang looked at Zhao Fan coldly, reached out and pointed at the four-person team, with sharp eyes.

"team leader!"

The four-person team looked as ugly as if they had eaten a fly, and they let out a wail at Yan Wushuang.

"Abide by the orders, get in the car immediately and set off!"

Yan Wushuang waved his hand arbitrarily, turned around and left, leaving everyone here.

The convoy set off soon, each team had a military jeep, protecting the people from the negotiation team in the middle of the convoy, and heading towards the airport in a mighty manner.

Zhao Fan and several teammates who forced themselves to join the car drove at the front of the team.

"It's so unlucky. I actually brought this oil bottle with us."

There were five people in the car. The convoy had just set off. The woman with short hair was sitting in the front co-pilot. She looked at Zhao Fan from the rearview mirror with disgust and said angrily without any concealment.

There were two rows of seats behind, and Zhao Fan was squeezed to the corner of the last row and sat in the row with a flat-headed young man who looked more loyal.

The few people in front were too lazy to look at him, but the man was silent for a moment and said, "Okay, things have become a foregone conclusion, so let's work together sincerely!"

"It's a big deal to work together. Thank God if this guy doesn't kill us all at that time!"

This man should have some prestige in this team. After he spoke, the others fell silent. Only the woman in the front row muttered unwillingly.

"My name is Jiang Bai, and I am the captain of this team."

"That's Zhao Lin, the youngest, and everyone usually calls her No. 5. Negotiating expert, his combat expertise is lurking assassination..."

"No. 3, Li Bin, sniper..."

"No. 4, Wu Chengwei, blaster..."

Jiang Bai pointed at the people in the car one by one and introduced them to Zhao Fan one by one.

"Old Bai, just let him know a name. Why do you do if you say so much? With just a guy like him, can he understand what you said? Play the piano to a cow!"

Everyone patiently asked Jiang Bai to introduce several people. Wu Chengwei, who was sitting in front of Zhao Fan, sneered and shook his head and said.

As the captain, Jiang Bai also has his responsibilities, so even though he was a little unhappy with Zhao Fan's joining, he could only bite the bullet and accept him first.

Zhao Fan probably understood his thoughts, and stretched out his hand indifferently, calmly introduced himself: "Zhao Fan!"

"In theory, this operation should not be dangerous, but after all, it is not our own country, so it is normal for some accidents to happen."

"My request to you is the same as Brother Yan's request to you. I absolutely obey the orders. Even if there is a cliff ahead, you have to jump down if I ask you to jump down. Otherwise, I don't mind killing you directly."

Jiang Bai gently shook his hand, exerted a little force on his hand, and said with a stern expression.

Zhao Fan frowned. He was just accompanying him and did not intend to participate in any of the operations of the Secret Service. Now that their arrangements have made him unable to perform.

What does it mean to jump down even if you are a cliff?

With these people's attitude towards him, maybe when they are in a bad mood, they really point at a cliff and ask him to jump. Could it be that he can't jump?

"I'm not as despicable as you think. Although everyone doesn't like you very much, killing you will not do us any good. As long as you don't drag back and affect our actions, whether you want to gilt or feel that it's traveling, it doesn't matter to us."

Jiang Bai casually let go of Zhao Fan's hand, smiled indifferently, leaned on the back of the seat and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Our team will probably be at the bottom of the mission ranking this month. With this oil bottle here, Brother Yan probably won't arrange any important tasks for us!"

"I'm so annoying. How could such an unlucky thing fall on us?"

"I really wish I could crippled this so-called thing and left it. Li Dali and the others were probably laughing crazy now!"

There were several men sitting behind him, all of whom were calm and silent. Zhao Lin, who was sitting in the passenger seat, kept silent. She sounded depressed and complained, but in fact she was still sarcastic at Zhao Fan.

Zhao Fan closed his eyes slightly and leaned against the backrest of the seat, completely deafing these words, as if he really couldn't understand them.

"It's a coward, it's not bloody at all!"

Zhao Lin reached out to her hand and patted her hard on the bridge, gritting her teeth and snorting coldly.

Just as she roared, Zhao Fan suddenly bounced off the seat, reached out and grabbed the jeep railing, and jumped out of the jeep.

"What are you doing?"

The few people in the car were a little stunned and almost roared at the same time. The driver was shocked and quickly stepped on the brakes.
Chapter completed!