Agent of a certain comic

Chapter 240 The Changed Plot (Adding Changes From Time to Time)
10 minutes later!

Mark and the executioner walked into the restaurant again!

At the dining table, Nathan Ford was closing the VCR with a smile on his face, and there was a confession written by Vince just now...

When Vince saw Mark coming in, there was a flash of hostility in his eyes, but when he saw the executioner, his shoulders shook.

Looking at Mark very sincerely, he said, "Now... can I go?"

"Of course!" Mark said with a smile on his face!

next second!
The smile on Vince's face froze, seeing the executioner walking towards him with a blank expression, he was taken aback and said, "Wait..."

Before he could finish speaking, the executioner successfully knocked out Vince with a blow to his hand...

Everyone present was also stunned.

When Mark saw this, he blinked and said, "Why? I just said I let him go, I didn't say that Jin Bin in New York also let him go!"

Everyone: "..."

10 minutes later!

Mark and the others stood at the door, sending away the executioner and Nathan Ford with a smile on his face.

Before leaving, Nathan Ford of IYS looked back at the bald Tang and said with a smile: "Mr. There is nothing I can do, but I also promise that I will not reveal your existence, and finally... thank you!"

As he said that, Nathan Ford looked at Mark again and said as if he was endorsing: "Mr. Kent, regarding your commission, we will transfer it to your account before the bank closes this afternoon. Happy cooperation!"

"Happy cooperation!"

quite a while!

After watching the two cars leave, Mark looked at Bald Tang with a smile and shook his head and said, "Donimike, you have fallen!"

Bald Tang: "..."

Later, Mark gave Bald Tang a heart-rending education on the matter of stealing the truck driver's goods.

Again.

Robbing a bank is better than robbing a truck driver.

At the end of the day, Mark said to the bald Tang angrily, "If it weren't for me, the famous Clark Kent investigating Wushuang, you might run to a third country in a few days, and then are you going to Stealing oil from trucks for a living..."

Then!

Mark ignored the bald Tang whose eyebrows were twitching because of his squeeze, and hugged Letty and Mia with a smile on his face!
He made a concealed gesture with Brian not far away, waved his hand again, turned around and left!

No regrets!

Clark Kent is, after all, a resourceful criminal middleman who roams the dark world.

He should be wandering in crime, not staying in one place!
With a wave of the sleeves, leaving a legend once again, is the real unfolding...

quite a while!

After Mark got in the car, he started the car and suddenly laughed!
Honestly.

At the beginning, he really wanted to join the plot, not destroy it.

but!
Adding to the plot without breaking it is not Mark's style at all!

Plus……

"Hehe!" With a slight smile, Mark started the car and left here.

Wait until the next time you come over.

Mark hopes the squid sandwich, which specializes in dark dishes, has become a mom-and-pop joint.

when starting the car.

Mark sees a vehicle belonging to the FBI passing by...

Hopefully Brian has figured out how to explain it to Mia.

The fact that he, Brian, is the lead agent of the Los Angeles federal office...

In the afternoon!

Trump International Golf Club!

Back in the hotel, Clark Kent turned back into Mark again, changed into a suit of clothes, and came to play golf at the invitation of Old John...

Soon.

Under the teasing voice of Old John, who took the lead in booing, Mark directly crushed the golf club in his hand into scum.

In the next second, the booing sound disappeared immediately!
When Mark saw this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the presence of the directors of various states in front of him.

I am not as good as you in golf, but in hitting people?
Come on, try it...

If I didn't have the custom-made golf equipment and Jack didn't bring it, if he did, let alone a hole-in-one?Just by blowing, he dared to let the golf ball roll into the hole by itself.

As he walked towards the rest area not far away, Mark thought hard in his heart.

Debbie next to her was desperately trying not to laugh out loud.

After all, since [-], Debbie and Jack have never seen Mark's real skills...

Sitting down on the chair, Mark took a sip of the bourbon that the waiter had just brought up.

Although the beer is delicious, Mark thinks that it is Clark Kent's hobby, and Mark Lewis still likes bourbon...

Haven't had time to say a few words yet.

I saw a guy coming in from the door.

Brian!
Soon!

Brian covered his face with one hand, walked straight to Mark who was already lying down, and stared straight at Mark who was squinting his eyes.

Debbie next to him glanced at Brian, who seemed to be bruised and swollen, and asked in confusion, "Brian, what's wrong with you?"

Brian glanced at Mark with resentful eyes, then said angrily, "Ask him."

Debbie was taken aback for a moment!
Mark opened his eyes immediately, and said to Debbie angrily: "Debbie, if you are Brian, I helped you become the chief detective of the Los Angeles, California office, should you thank me?"

Debbie nodded and then said solemnly: "If you go to the Ministry of Justice now, Maggie and I will thank you!"

mark:"……"

After such a serious interruption from Debbie, the menacing momentum of Brian's arrival suddenly dropped.

Ten seconds later, Brian grabbed Mark's bourbon on the table and drank it down.

Mark looked at Brian, who seemed to be evolving into a rogue, a little speechless, shook his head and said angrily, "If you weren't my high school friend, just with this glass of wine, I would have ended my friendship with you!"

"God, I haven't finished friendship with you yet, and you're still done with me?" Brian blinked and looked at Mark lying on the recliner in disbelief!

Mark waved his hand directly at Brian and said angrily, "You're blocking my sunshine. Thanks to my relationship, I turned you into an agent in charge of the Los Angeles FBI. I'm your benefactor."

When Brian heard this, he was immediately annoyed.

He directly withdrew his left hand covering his cheek!
Debbie took a closer look, her eyes widened suddenly, and then she couldn't help but burst out laughing...

But see Brian's cheek!
A very clear palm imprint was printed on Brian's face!
Red like fire!

And as coquettish as a rose!

Mark glanced at it, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and then he shifted his gaze to the sky without leaving a trace!
Strange?

Why is the sun so big today?
　Have a great weekend. There are a lot of flu patients in the hospital recently. Everyone, please pay attention to your health, keep warm and don't add or subtract clothes at will!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)