At the CIA headquarters, Salah took Ye Fan and met the CIA director.

The old man turned out to be a middle-aged man with a vernacular face, about 50 years old, his smile looked very stiff, and it seemed that the botulinum toxin had hit more.

"Old man, this is Ye Fan."

Salah made a brief introduction to the other.

In fact, no need to say more, the old ghost of Ye Fan's basic situation is well known, after all, this guy is doing this line, the best thing is to collect intelligence.

Of course, Ye Fan's personal information on the old ghosts from unfamiliar to familiar will not take long.

After all, he is a man who has the ability to read the mind.

It turned out that this old ghost was ghostless on weekdays, good at easy-to-use art, and in this life, in order to avoid the pursuit of the enemy, he did dozens of plastic surgery, make a mistake, it is estimated that even his mother can not recognize.

And at this moment, the old ghost is not his real face, but wears a very special mask.

It seems that this guy is still not worried about Ye Fan, and has a very strong guard.

This can also be understood, one is because the old ghost and some, itself is not very familiar, and the second is because of the vigilance habits he has developed for a long time.

It can be said that in this world, people who can make the old man completely trust are almost non-existent.

He believes that because of a certain trust, it will leak intelligence secrets, thus breaking the big things.

Even the old ghosts have a defensive heart for many of their subordinates.

The old ghost and Ye Fan are just a one-sided encounter, so it is only natural that the non-true face appears.

And the first time we met, it was to be personally received as the director, and the old ghost believed that this face could not be possessed by anyone.

If it hadn’t been for Salah’s personal lead, I’m afraid he wouldn’t have appeared so easily.

"I know you, Ye Fan."

The old ghost looked at the young man in Huaxia, and the face of the original expressionless face squeezed out a smile.

"You are a hero of the world, and you are also a good face of an agent, and you are very talented."

"CIA, you are welcome to join, you can be directly under my orders, and I am the only single line to contact me."

Ye Fan was silent, and he opened the eyes of the perspective silently and locked the target accurately in the confidential database.

A string of text and image information, after being captured, dripping water into his brain library.

This is the real purpose of Ye Fan's coming to the CIA this time, not to do a bullshit agent, but to obtain confidential documents.

With these documents, the other party naturally no longer dares to shout three or four to himself, showing off his own strength.

If Salah had known the true purpose of Ye Fan's coming, it would have been said that the intestines were full of repentance.

Ye Fan ingested confidential documents at a very fast rate, the brain was running at high speed, and the eye capture of relevant information was like a photoelectric power.

“Mr. Ye, Mr. Ye?”

Seeing that Ye Fan did not answer, he came out of God, and the old ghost could not help calling two.

“Well, what’s going on?”

Ye Fan returned to God and smiled and inquired.

“Amount—”

The old man was embarrassed, and he talked for half a day, and the other party did not listen to a word.

I have never seen anyone so disrespectful to him.

"We welcome you to join."

The old ghost cleared his throat and continued, "Your information, I have learned before, and it is really unprecedented to win the Nobel Peace Prize at a young age, and you are still the chairman of the brother group, the wealth is unimaginable, I am afraid that the property of Salah and my entire family will not be worth you."

"Old man, you are too overrated me, I am just more fortunate, do not pay attention to get an award, as for money, is outside the body, life does not bring death does not take away, there is nothing worth comparing and showing off."

Ye Fan's efforts to speak, his eyes did not stop scanning, his god-pull, was not subject to any distraction and influence.

Coming here today was a great harvest.

In the gap, Ye Fan occasionally saw some private and dark information, not to sneer, and secretly despised the CIA and related people.

Don't look at the usual these guys look decent, full of kindness, in fact, the heart is very dirty, the things done are contrary to ethics and morality, it is simply difficult to tolerate.

"Mr. Ye, you are very humble."

The old ghost shook his head, "If you don't have the real ability, how can you go into the dragon's cave with your bare hands and go to the dragon's cave with your own hands and go almost unscathed, for example, this time, your performance in ST country was completely unexpected, if it wasn't for Salah's ingating me in advance, I can't believe that the people who sank the aircraft carrier actually lifted the freedom restrictions and will become a member of the CIA."

The old man was uneasy.

Because of being someone else, you may have died hundreds of times.

Of course, Ye Fan’s outstanding ability was the most important reason for Salah to change his mind.

His godless martial arts can be sent on almost any occasion, and it is very suitable for the work of spying agents, whether it is assassinating the target person, stealing related items, and successfully escaping.

Not everyone can have such an enviable force.

"If Mr. Ye has no opinion, then from now on, all your actions will be under my command, and I will be your most direct and only immediate superior."

The old man continued, “Next, there will be an extremely important task, you will need to travel to a country in Europe alone, and, of course, before that, you have to make a very special preparation.”

“Listen to me.”

Ye Fan was ostensibly interested, but all his attention was still focused on the gods, constantly obtaining confidential documents.

“Given that you are a global celebrity, you will most likely be recognized by others if you go directly to your destination.”

The old ghost's mind is quite careful, pointing out the flaws, "so, in any case, you need to make a makeover, not only will have a new code name, but also have a new face."

“The new face?”

Ye Fan nodded slightly, “What does this say?”

He grinned at his mouth, "You're not going to let me have plastic surgery."

"Yes, you guessed it, it's a very intelligent young man, very much agent."

The old ghost nodded, "You need to move the knife in the face and some parts of the five senses, as soon as you change your original appearance, so that since then, when you are on a mission, no one recognizes that you are the Ye Fan."

“Believe me, these easy surgeries are absolutely worth it and will keep your actions safe and go as far as they can.”

"Of course, the medical expenses of the operation, even if it is expensive, we will be reimbursed all, so that you have no worries."