"Puff..."
"Puff..."
Mark held his hands and stood up from the ground, ignoring Hatu, who had lost one arm and had a grim expression.
Take out two blades from the foreheads of those two lewd men.
Hands together!
It turned back into a silver white dagger and was inserted back into the middle of its own belt.
Just kidding!
Do you really think Mark was able to transition from a junior detective to a current chief detective through luck and connections?
Since Mark was able to move his muscles and bones, he has been learning yoga from the Boda Yoga teacher on TV!
After leaving Fox, in these fourteen years!
Judo, Brazilian War Dance, Gamma Art, Karate, Muay Thai
Not to mention it!
During his year stationed in the East, although Mark did not go out, he faced the hobby of martial arts among foreign friends!
The Eastern intelligence agency still helped to find a secret agent who was said to have been taboo by his ancestors, who was skilled in flying knives, to come and teach him!
For a whole year, Mark's flying knife skills were unparalleled in the world.
It can also be said that within ten steps, there will be no false occurrences!
It can be said.
Even without the power of imagination, with Mark's strength, it is enough to hang up a social vitality club with less than fifty members!
Losing consciousness?
In Mark's opinion, it's just digging his own grave!
Especially standing in front of Mark and feeling lost.
Does this Hatu, who believes in a certain god, not know an ancient saying from the East?
Close at hand, all the people are in enemy territory!
With a contemptuous smile, he walked to where Hatu had just been and held the oval shaped detonator on the table in his hand.
Turning around, Bolam Hatu, whose face was severely twisted and sandwiched between two special police officers, said calmly, "I have cut off your arm now. Where is your god?"
On his forehead, with beads of sweat rolling down, Hatu looked at Mark with bloodshot eyes and said, "Damn America, you'll regret it!"
Mark shook his head quietly and said, "Would I regret it? It's my fault, but you must regret it now!"
"Don't be complacent, my messenger has already been released..."
"Are you referring to the other three ignorant girls you used the pseudonym Qingniao to collude with in the online community?"
"..."
Mark smiled faintly and said, "I'm sorry, we've already found everything!"
As the words fell, Hartu's appearance became even more distorted and unrecognizable. He struggled to break free from the shackles of the special police behind him and roared at Mark, "cunning Americans, one day God will bring us back the pain you have caused us, and return it to you thousands and thousands of times..."
Mark sneered and casually skimmed over the ground, the broken hand that had fallen!
Falling on the tattoo of the severed arm, my eyes furrowed slightly!
Afterwards!
Waved directly at the two special police officers!
After the special police officers left with Hartu, Mark glanced at Justin who followed in and smiled slightly.
Walking up to Justin, he patted his shoulder and said, "Look, there's nothing more effective than a strong attack against terrorists."
Justin looked at two people rescued from the bathroom.
"Ah... it hurts!"
"God..."
After retracting his gaze, Justin looked at Mark with a faint expression and said, "You should be grateful that the bullet only scratched their scalp."
Mark smiled faintly and spread out his hands, saying, "You're outside. You don't know how dangerous it was inside just now..."
"But I know, you're going to be interviewed by the Internal Affairs Department again!"
"A bunch of clowns who like to talk, if he dares to make an appointment, I dare to resign and join the CIA!"
Mark raised his eyebrows without hesitation and said so!
In 1998, when Mark solved a Kennedy Airport bombing, the CIA director at the time threw him an olive branch.
And promise!
The door of CIA is always open for Mark.
If it weren't for the CIA's lack of law enforcement authority in China, Mark would have wanted to board the CIA flight a long time ago!
Experience Bond's life once again
See what's happening!
Justin shook his head and walked straight towards the door.
The hostages have been rescued, and if he stays here, Justin can almost think of what Mark is going to say next.
"Walk slowly, come often when you have time..."
Justin's footsteps froze for a moment, and he quickened his pace as he listened to the sound of being beaten behind him.
...
After returning to the Federal Building.
As soon as I entered, I saw Byron leading a group of people standing in the office area.
After seeing Mark and his group, they applauded first!
Next second!
Applause like thunder!
"Congratulations, Mark, the thirteenth terrorist attack case has been successfully resolved," Byron said with a smile as he looked at Mark.
Mark smiled slightly and waved his hand, saying, "It's just a small case, not worth mentioning!"
"The minister doesn't think so. He just received the news..."
After chatting with everyone on the second floor, Mark waved his hand and looked at the group who had been fighting all night with a smile, saying, "Today is off, leave early."
"So Otto..."
"We'll have another trial tomorrow, but we won't be able to die for a while or two!"
"Boss, I love you!"
"You know my orientation..."
Walking up the winding staircase, Mark couldn't help but shake his head as he watched the crowd below fall into a frenzy!
Pushed open his office door!
Relaxing and relaxing is the way to govern. After all, without Mark's group, there are still three other groups.
Take a day off, for the Mark team who just solved the Federal Square poisoning case.
Even the Internal Affairs Department can't find any excuses to come up with
Lie down directly facing the sofa in the office.
Standing against the ceiling for about a while, Mark finally pulled out a necklace pendant from his pocket!
Gently open.
There is a miniature photo inside the pendant, a woman full of exotic charm, wearing a veil, smiling and facing the camera.
Smile, from the heart!
"Alia..."
Mark sighed and looked at Alia in the photo.
From the bottom of my heart, I couldn't help but feel a hint of madness and
"Are you feeling guilty?" Jiumei jumped out and placed the ethereal pearl directly on Mark's forehead. She said in a crisp voice, "You'll feel guilty the first time you see a scumbag."
Mark smiled inexplicably at the corner of his mouth and said, "Actually... I hesitated for a long time before making this decision."
After the rendezvous, Mark learned such shocking news.
After thinking for a long time.
The final decision was made to report the entire issue!
The ethereal pearl flickered with a faint blue light, and Jiumei sat cross legged in the space of the ethereal pearl, motionless!
"When Alia was taken away by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, I knew she hated me deeply."
"So why are you..."
"Alia's family is almost a group of brainwashed guys. If I hide this, Alia's fate will be even worse, even..."
Compared to one day seeing Alia's name on the terrorist list.
Mark prefers Alia to be discovered in a timely manner and arrested and imprisoned!
For example, Alia will one day die without a burial ground.
After being detained for a few years, what's the point
Holding the pendant in one hand and resting it on the back of your head in the other!
Mouth!
Gently hummed the ballad of Aria religion at that time!
Slowly close your eyes