Emotions, when they come, make a sound, and when they go, they also make a sound.
This is beyond Mark's control.
Not to mention!
Mark can proudly say that he takes every relationship very seriously.
Essentially, Mark belongs to the emotional group, rather than the "scumbag" referred to by Nine Sisters or some ex girlfriends
"Hehe, I don't think the people in this college in front of me would agree with your idea..."
Jack, who was sitting in the passenger seat, shrugged and said, "As long as it doesn't spread the flames of war on me."
"How could that be?" Mark smiled faintly and said, "When did I bring you in?"
"April 21st, 1993."
"What..." Mark was taken aback!
Jack took off his sunglasses and looked at Mark with a helpless expression, saying, "You hooked up with a female student from the Middle East, but the next morning, you disappeared and left me in the dormitory to comfort the female student who cried and accused you of tarnishing her. What was her name?"
"Alia Hatu!" Debbie sat quietly at the back and said, "... The next day, she was reported by the boss. It was later proven that her past was all forged, and her true identity was actually related to * * * state! For this, the boss also received a reward from the college."
Mark's mouth curved slightly, as if reminiscing about something: "Yes, Alia, noble lady, I have to say, it was a wonderful night."
Jack couldn't help but have a black line all over his head and made a classic gesture to Mark.
Until now, Mark's experience of sleeping out as a spy at the Quantico Training Academy is still a legend.
The detective, who has been witnessed countless times and has become a training teacher, is introduced one semester at a time.
Not long after, the second-hand Chevrolet car circled around the gravel lake, and the door of Xavier Genius College had already caught the eye.
At the entrance of the college guardrail, a white haired man saw a Chevrolet car.
The leisurely expression suddenly changed, and he ran straight into the inner room and took out a hunting gun.
Click and wipe!
Instantly reloading, holding a shotgun in both hands, he looked at Mark protruding his head from the driver's seat and said in a deep voice, "You're not welcome here, Mark!"
Mark smiled slightly and said, "Don't do this, John. Aren't we good friends?"
"Since the moment you hooked up with my daughter, it's not like that," John said in a deep voice, holding a shotgun and with a black face!
Jack in the passenger seat and Debbie in the back seat immediately covered their faces upon hearing these words.
Jack couldn't help but say, "Boss, being able to live until now has taught me one thing: God's eyes must be blind."
Mark ignored Jack's roast and gave the latter a white eye. He walked out of the car door directly. His handsome face was full of sincerity. His sky blue eyes looked at John with the shotgun and said, "Please, Christie and I broke up peacefully... Speaking of Christie, how is she now?"
John's face remained unchanged and he said expressionlessly, "Christie is already married, Mark. I don't want you to meet her again."
"Of course!" Mark said from kindness, "I will send my blessings!"
John's face changed and he finally took a deep look at Mark, saying, "Mark, one day you will go to hell."
Mark shrugged and didn't speak!
Joking, what Mark pursues in this lifetime is immortality.
Hell?
Unless there is something attractive to him there, he won't even go if the Eight Heavenly Chair invites him.
Faced with such an indescribable Mark, John put away his shotgun and looked at Mark as he sat back in the driver's seat, then said, "I look forward to you being thrown out of the academy again."
Mark chuckled and said, "John, you're lying to me again. That Smurf went to Washington last year and is not in New York."
"So, goodbye..." Mark waved his hand and drove the Chevrolet through the open guardrail.
Entered the interior of Xavier College!
It has to be said that Professor Charles has such strong financial resources!
Just this castle, which has been passed down from our ancestors and is like a paradise, is already a country of value.
An open space where one can freely move and run freely, with a vast field surrounded by forests and a gravel lake beach.
Just the castle covers an area of over 100 hectares!
Ten minutes later!
Under the gaze of a group of college students, Mark drove a Chevrolet and parked steadily in a parking spot with a fountain garden.
On the passenger seat, Jack looked at the mutant students gradually surrounding him and said to Mark, "Can I stay here to watch the car?"
Debbie in the back seat couldn't help but shake her head and pushed open the car door.
Mark gave a faint smile and said, "Sure!"
"Really?" Jack was overjoyed!
"Of course!" Mark replied with a smile!
In the lobby, Mark and his companions sat on the sofa in the reception room, and Jack beside them said in pain, "I don't want to experience the feeling of flying in the air anymore."
Mark remained silent, quietly drinking his own bourbon!
He still remembers when he came before, he was allowed to taste Professor Charles's wine collection.
Now, thinking about this, Mark couldn't help but sigh for a moment.
Why do we have to make things so complicated, even though it's a very simple matter.
And!
Even now, I don't even understand the art of hospitality.
"That's because you have already been blacklisted by the college."
When Mark complained to Jack about it, a man with yellow diving sunglasses came from the corridor and said to Mark in a deep voice!
Mark turned his head and smiled slightly, saying, "Scott, haven't your eye disease been cured yet?"
Upon hearing these words, the laser eye with diving goggles wished to directly take out his sunglasses and send a shot to Mark.
Mark raised Bourbon's hand and said, "I have met a very skilled ophthalmologist. Do you need me to introduce you to him?"
Scott's mouth began to twitch, and he hardly had to think about it. He knew that Mark's ophthalmologist must be female, and as for the technique
After a moment of silence, Scott said in a deep voice, "The professor is waiting for you in the third floor office."
After speaking, he turned around without hesitation and left.
Behind him, Mark burst into laughter!
"Good afternoon, Professor Charles!"
"Good afternoon, Mark!"
Mark looked around the decorations in the room, glanced at the bald handsome guy sitting in a wheelchair behind his desk, smiled slightly, and sat on the sofa in front of him. "It's been three years since I last came, so you still haven't considered my decoration suggestions," he said
Professor Charles smiled politely and looked at Mark, who was crossing his legs on the sofa, saying softly, "Qin will come in just one minute."
Mark smiled and said, "Qin and I broke up peacefully."
Mark's words had just fallen, and the door to Professor Charles's office was once again pushed open.
Then, a voice that seemed to come from the icy hell suddenly sounded!
"Then you turned around and hooked up with Auroro!"