Agent of a certain comic

Chapter 356 Mark's Means
Paused!
Raymond put away the documents in front of him and handed them to the dark-skinned Dunby who had been standing all the time.

After receiving the documents in front of Dengby, he whispered a few words to Raymond and walked towards the elevator.

Mark smiled, fiddled with the wine glass in his hand and thought of something, then looked at Raymond and said, "Has your list been formed yet?"

"Come on!" Raymond said with a flash of his iconic smile, "You owe me a favor."

Mark nods.

The rules of operation are like this, can the world progress if we help out casually?
You help me, I help you is the normal procedure.

but……

Mark glanced at the Red Devil on the opposite side and said suspiciously: "I'm not in your little notebook, am I?"

"Haha, how could that be!" Raymond shook his head and laughed loudly, "Your name is definitely not on my list."

Mark was dubious.

Who is this guy in front of him, the famous Red Devil, he is a real multi-industry achiever.

During the army, the Red Devils won the Silver Star Medal.

During the FBI period, he was once a candidate for the branch director.

As a result, after losing his mind, he resigned and entered the dark sea to start his own business, which also earned him the honorary title of goalkeeper of the dark world today.

If this is placed in a novel, it will be a template for the protagonist.

But Mark seems to have discovered one thing.

That is... the protagonists are all relatively young.

This is a law.

Mark felt that his first 20 years could be regarded as a protagonist template, but when he got older, the protagonist template shifted from time to time, which led to him occasionally playing roles such as villains.

but……

Even if he was included in Raymond's list, Mark had no psychological pressure.

In a word.

Mark is now the head of the Facial Investigation Bureau. Who dares to arrest him without solid evidence?
Is it the military?
Don't make trouble, as long as the military dares to point the finger, even if there is ironclad evidence, the FBI will treat it as if it didn't see it.

Federal Internal Affairs Bureau?
Don't be stupid, now New York's Department of Internal Affairs is being suppressed by Mark to death, expecting a group of subordinates to investigate the boss, I'm afraid it's going to go against the sky!

after an hour.

The Red Devil's bodyguard, Dengby, went back and forth. After taking a look at the two who were chatting about romance, Dengby lowered his head and whispered to the Red Devil.

The Red Devil nodded repeatedly.

After Dengby sat next to them, the Red Devil looked at Mark and laughed and said, "Your work is done!"

"Oh?"

at this time!

Mark glanced out the window, and the string of police cars smiled slightly and shook their heads.

If Mark had been looking for this matter one by one, it would have taken two or three days to complete it.

How can it be like now, drinking wine, things are done during the conversation.

so.

There is nothing wrong with the saying that professional people do professional things.

After the Red Devil wrote a few lines, he handed it to Mark and said, "The person you are looking for is at this address. You better hurry up. I will temporarily make this place disappear for 24 hours."

Mark glanced at the address on the note, thanked him and said, "Tell me, what can I do for you?"

The Red Devil laughed and said, "You should know."

Mark also laughed, and after holding back his smile for a while, he said, "I'll talk to the people at Quantico Federal Academy."

Mark finished!

After gulping down the wine in the glass again, he got up and walked towards the elevator.

Elizabeth, an inspirational American woman who wants to become a federal agent.

It's just that he was directly screened out in the recent recruitment review of Quantico Federal Academy and unfortunately failed.

As for Elizabeth's true relationship with the Red Devil?

Mark said that he only knew a little bit.

after all!

It's a bit old, and besides, what Elizabeth said doesn't fit his aesthetics.

So... none of his business!
after an hour!

Mark took a look at the surrounding buildings, which looked like one-piece coffins.

It is hard to imagine that such a slum exists in Paris, known as the romantic capital.

Walk up the creaking stairs to the innermost door on the third floor.

The two dark-skinned men standing at the door glanced at Mark, then walked down the stairs from both sides of Mark with their heads down.

Push open the door.

Mark looked at the hippie-style man who was tied up and tied up on the seat with a rag stuffed in his mouth.

Star tattoos on men's arms are very conspicuous!

The man looked at Mark who walked in, and suddenly struggled violently, making a series of unknown sounds from his mouth.

Mark smiled lightly, took off his sunglasses and put them in his pocket, and moved an obviously old chair.

After weighing it for a while, Mark sat up.

I was very depressed.

He thought that with the existence of Raymond, he would not say that he would choose the address of a five-star hotel, but at least it would be a place with a higher level.

but here?
Safety is safety!

But... this environment restricts the use of the 360 ​​five torture methods that Mark had long wanted.

Seeing that the Xingxing Man who carried out this kidnapping was in such a bad environment, he didn't bother to ask the Xingxing Man's real name, so let's use Xingxing Man as a temporary replacement.

Mark sighed and put all the cigars he had prepared back into his pocket.

This cigar is an authentic Cuban cigar, which is prohibited in the country.

Even if you want to smoke, you should choose a place where the mood is as good as the environment.

here?forget it.

quite a while.

Mark looked at the star man who was struggling vigorously and said lightly: "Originally, I prepared a dozen kinds of punishments for you, which are said to be the cruelest punishments in history."

The Xingxing man made a whining sound, and struggled violently.

He heard a hint of death from Mark's faint words.

Mark looked at the endless horror in Xingxingman's eyes, laughed and shook his head and said, "Now? I'm not in the mood anymore."

When the Xingxing man heard it, he seemed to sense the hope of life.

In the next second, a silver light flashed!

"Woo——" Xing Xingman frowned and stared at the dagger stuck in his thigh, sweating profusely.

Mark smiled faintly and said, "Among the four girls you tried to kidnap before, one is my daughter."

"Woohoo!" The Xingxing man stared at the dagger of the dragon and snake swimming in Mark's hand, his eyes were full of desire and pleading for life.

Mark shook his head.

Silver light flashed!

10 minutes later.

Mark walked out of the building behind him that seemed to be collapsing at any moment, glanced at the two black guys guarding not far away and smiled.

Walking straight towards the romantic city outside the slum...

squeak!
After Mark left, two big black men pushed open the door on the third floor again.

Looking at the scene inside, I couldn't help but peek at each other.

I swallowed my saliva...

　A new day, continue to be beautiful!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)