"Who wants to play a round with me?" JJ was very interested.

"Forget it, you'd better do it yourself..."

Seeing that everyone refused, JJ rolled his eyes angrily and went to look for his opponent near the table.

As soon as she appeared, she immediately attracted many bees and butterflies.

As the good-looking person in charge of the Los Angeles FBI, the blond JJ is still very beautiful. With her appearance, she is the center of attention wherever she goes, and she never lacks suitors.

Looking at the back of JJ playing ball, the drinking people naturally changed the topic.

"Man, when are you going to take her down?"

"What?"

Jack was stunned by Spike's words, and then he understood what they meant.

"E on, man, you have a great chance."

Sanders next to him also joked that everyone knew that it was Jack who rescued JJ from the ogre's cave. Because of this, everyone was grateful to Jack. In addition to the previous explosion, Jack was also considered.

After saving them, they had already regarded this guy as one of their own.

Jack smiled at himself and shook his head. JJ was very beautiful. If something happened, he would be happy to do so. But after the relationship was officially confirmed, he had no plans to find a girlfriend now.

At the pool table, JJ had just settled down when someone came up to chat with her.

"Alone?"

"Hmm."

"Would you like to have a drink together?"

"Yes, as long as you can beat me."

There was a hint of curvature at the corner of JJ's mouth, and the corners of his lips were raised, showing indescribable confidence.

"What if we lose?"

"Buy everyone in the bar a drink."

"Deal."

Hearing the conversation over there, several people at the bar snickered.

"Haha, guys, I can't wait."

The expression on Sanders's face when he spoke reminded Jack of the idiom "blissful", and even the bartender wiping the wine glasses was snickering.

"What's going on?"

Seeing everyone's expressions, he also realized that there might be something he didn't know.

"Man, just wait and see that guy lose. Despite JJ's skinny appearance, she is actually a master of billiards. At least I haven't seen anyone beat her in this bar. That guy probably doesn't come here often."

Spike couldn't hide the teasing in his tone.

While I was talking, the kickoff started over there.

The two of them played the most common American table tennis. JJ had a full-color ball and the opponent had a colored ball.

The guy with the back hair who wanted to seduce a girl was very gentlemanly and asked JJ to tee off, probably because he wanted to show his grace, but then the wind blew away his temperament.

JJ showed him what it means to clear the field with one shot.

Tee off, make the ball, hit the ball.

JJ played smoothly, and until the No. 8 ball went into the hole, the man with the back of his head didn't even swing the club.

JJ turned around and looked at the other person with a smile. The man with the back of his head had a resentful expression on his face, put down the $50, and turned around to find the next target.

$50 is enough to buy everyone in the bar a drink.

Beautiful women cannot be offended.

"Guys, whatever you want to drink, I'll treat you."

JJ proudly slapped the gambling money he won on the table, and the bartender replaced everyone with higher-grade beers.

Over there, there are new wild bees and butterflies surrounding them. A man in a vest is overestimating his abilities, and JJ starts a new round.

Here, Silver suddenly said: "Jack, are you interested in coming to the FBI? I can help you say hello, just go through the motions."

The conditions for FBI applicants to join are not low, including age, education, and professional skills.

But these are not problems. Who makes Silver's Violent Crime Investigation Section special? And Jack is a CIA, so his conditions are not bad.

Others also looked over curiously. Although they had only known each other for a few days, they all thought Jack was a good guy.

"Yeah, buddy, I'm looking forward to becoming colleagues with you. The CIA won't be able to work long if it's floating around abroad every day." Spike also assisted beside him.

"Brother, JJ doesn't have a boyfriend yet." Sanders actually used a honey trap.

"Guys, thank you for your kindness, but I'm sorry, I don't have any plans yet."

Jack shrugged and refused decisively.

In fact, there are many people from the CIA who switch to the FBI. Many of them are because they can't stand being separated from their families.

But the reason for Jack's refusal was not this, but that the FBI's treatment was too poor. The average annual salary was only between 50,000 and 65,000 US dollars, less than half of Jack's. Even if the Violent Crime Investigation Division was higher, it would not be attractive to him.

.

Jack has no plans to leave the CIA for the time being. He likes an exciting life, and the CIA can satisfy him. If he really goes to the FBI, he can imagine what it will be like in the future. Looking at all kinds of inhumane cases every day, he will doubt

of life.

"Okay, if you change your mind, you can contact me at any time. You have my number."

Seeing the other party's rejection, Silver didn't say anything more. This was what he expected.

While we were chatting here, there was a dispute over the table tennis table.

"If you lose, remember to treat me."

JJ scored the last ball, and her opponent was stunned. He didn't even move the stick.

"Okay, but we have to play another game."

"Sorry, I don't want to play, this is the last round."

"Wait a minute, money is not so easy to make. You'd better play another round with me."

The man in the vest became a little angry. When he saw JJ about to leave, the man in the vest grabbed her arm. His attitude also changed and his tone became more threatening.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

JJ shook off the opponent and took two steps back to distance himself from the opponent.

The man in the vest would not be intimidated by a little girl. Just as he was about to take a step further, a voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

"Yeah, I want to know too, are you sure you want to do this?"

The speaker is Sanders.

This guy's tendon muscles are very oppressive. It is said that he was a bodybuilder in his early years, and he also filmed a movie called "Hercules in Los Angeles". Later, his development was not good, so he took the FBI exam.

The man in the vest felt a dark shadow covering him. He turned around and found that he was being stared at by a ferocious beast. There were several pairs of eager eyes beside the ferocious beast.

Nearly two meters tall, weighing 220 pounds, and with sharp muscles, Sanders looks more like a humanoid monster.

At this moment, he may only have one Gatling in his hand...

"Misunderstanding, this must be a misunderstanding, I never thought about defaulting on the bill..."

Seeing Sanders' bear-like body, the man instantly became frightened, and even spoke a little awkwardly. He obediently took out $50 and put it on the table, and then fled the Wild Cat Bar in a hurry.

Seeing the guy running away in embarrassment, several people laughed.

JJ touched Sanders's chest muscles as if he was taking advantage, "Yeah, it feels good."

Sanders pouted speechlessly and put his shirt back on. JJ definitely did it on purpose. He could avoid trouble by revealing his identity, but he had to watch that guy make a fool of himself. That guy was also unlucky. It was not good to mess with anyone, so he had to mess with the FBI.

, come to the bar to play, and have no sense at all.

A few people were joking and continuing to talk and laugh. Jack walked aside and was about to call Lucy.

He has not seen his sister and children since the bombing. At that time, he learned that the children were safe and that Lucy was taking care of them, so he participated in the investigation.

Now that the matter has settled, he wants to see the children. Encountering such a thing at a young age may leave a shadow on their hearts.

Jack was about to call Lucy when he noticed that his phone vibrated and a call came in first.
Chapter completed!