Agent of a certain comic

Chapter 467 Visiting an Old Classmate (Second Update)
15 minutes later.

Under the eyes of Jess Turner who seemed to be eating people, Mark led Secretary Gray, who had transformed into his secretary, out of the airport.

After getting on the bus sent by the FBI here in Georgia.

Mark then took off the sunglasses on his face and said helplessly: "This has provoked an enemy out of thin air."

"Do you still have few enemies?" Qin turned her head and said quietly.

Mark shook his head and nodded.

Although the words can be understood in this way.

But it certainly doesn't say that.

Although Mark had many enemies, most of them were overwhelmed by his arrogance and means.

Moreover.

After entering the age of 30, Mark seldom goes to the door to slap his face.

After all, the age of youth and exuberance has passed.

Coupled with Mark's current status, it is difficult to meet any brainless villains.

Even if there is.

Each of them is a human essence.

Mark is not afraid of trouble.

He is afraid of being bald.

In his memory, as long as he is bald, he seems to be a difficult character.

The bald girl Gu Yi.

Bald Professor Charles.

And now?
It had only been less than an hour since he arrived in the capital of Georgia, and Mark was sure that he was on the blacklist of Jess Turner, the head of the Sentinel Secret Service, who was also bald.

Do not believe?

Bang!
Boom!

Qin, who was sitting on the co-pilot, glanced at the aircraft in the rearview mirror that fell to pieces and said with a chuckle, "I thought you'd pretend you didn't see it."

Mark sighed.

There are only two options in this matter.

Or smash.

Or act as if you didn't see it.

If Mark was an ordinary person, he might choose the second option.

But he is not.

Just say that there are fifty states in the mainland, and each state has a federal bureau.

Mark is one of them.

in other words.

No matter where he is, Mark has always been the only one who watches over others, and no one has dared to watch him so blatantly.

not to mention?
A grass chicken law enforcement department that is illegal outside of Georgia.

Spy on an FSA seat?
What is this behavior?
It's the other way around.

next second.

Mark directly dialed the phone number of the governor's office in Georgia who succeeded in suppressing the speech of mutants.

3 minutes later.

Mark hung up the phone.

If nothing else, that Jess Turner would get another call from the governor's office.

Listening to Mark's angry tone on the phone, Qin, who was next to him, said in confusion: "I just came here to have a conflict with the governor here, are you sure you have thought it through?"

Mark smiled faintly, glanced at Qin and thought for a while, then said, "Let me put it this way, do you know why the annual budget of the New York State FBI can directly cut 20.00% of the total budget?"

Qin shook his head.

Although she holds the position of Xavier Investment Group, she has a special manager under her.

Even if there is some investment, the ones who invest the most are politicians like congressmen.

In their hearts, law enforcement is like a cold goddess.

As for Qin's concerns.

Mark wasn't worried at all.

Don't say anything else.

Just one point.

Mark is a civil servant, a federal civil servant.

As for the governor?

Two examples.

Mark's current annual salary is about $25 after tax.

The previous governor of New York State was paid $[-] a year before taxes...

after an hour.

Mark walked into Grant Park with two pancakes that he didn't know were authentic or not.

"Give."

"Thank you."

After handing the pancakes to Qin, Mark sat cross-legged next to Qin and took a bite of the pancakes before saying: "So, what did Professor Charles say, I can't let me help you from the Sentinel Secret Service here. Steal people."

Although Mark is not cowardly.

It just doesn't fit the personality that Mark has always created for himself.

and.

The Sentinel Secret Service here is inextricably linked to Teslac Industries, which is now controlled by Lucy Rockefeller.

After Lucy took charge of Teslak.

Less than half a month.

Lucy moved Tesla's headquarters from New York to Atlanta, and even established a good cooperative relationship with the Sentinel Secret Service under the management of the Governor's Office.

Before this.

The Sentinel Secret Service, which was authorized by the state government, was already very arrogant.

They are directly recruited by the state government, called Sentinels, and have the right to hunt down and imprison any mutant.

The most critical point.

After being authorized by the state legislature, they are not subject to any supervision and can use firepower to attack mutants at will.

Plus the Teslak that has been relocated now?

If we say that the situation of the mutants in Atlanta was in dire straits.

So now?

What if mutants had a dedicated hell?
Here it is.

Qin shook her head and frowned slightly and said, "The professor just said that there is someone we need to find here in Atlanta, but specifically..."

talking.

Qin's eyes fell on Mark who was eating pancakes, and the meaning was self-evident.

Mark turned black directly.

really.

None of these bald heads are truly positive characters.

and.

What is this bald professor thinking?

Professor Charles couldn't find the whereabouts of Lao Wan's illegitimate daughter, so why should he think that Mark could find it?
Do you trust me?

As soon as this idea came out, Mark was the first to slap himself in the heart.

Bullshit trust.

This old guy just wanted to pick himself off cleanly after Lao Wan met his illegitimate daughter.

His heart is sinister.

He is shameless.

others……

Mark said he could go on.

quite a while.

Mark patted his butt and stood up directly and said lightly, "Let's go."

"...Where are you going?"

"Go find an old classmate of mine."

"..."

After half an hour.

A certain scenic community.

"Why do I feel that there are not many people living in this community?"

"You'd move if you lived with a district attorney who prosecutes mutants."

Qin, who was sitting in the co-pilot and looking at the scenery outside the window, stared at Mark in a daze when she heard this sentence.

Mark: "...what?"

Qin shook her head and said, "I thought you were on our side."

A smile appeared on the corner of Mark's mouth.

This shows that his character design is perfect.

This saying of Ma Mou is not just talking.

Just when Mark followed the house numbers sent by Debbie and compared them at a speed of three yards.

Drip!

Mark turned a deaf ear to the sound of the horn coming from behind him.

"33...32...thirty...one, that's it."

Mark stopped the car instantly as he spoke.

next second.

The body shook slightly.

Mark's mouth twitched.

Qin beside him also thought it was a little funny.

Good guy.

Your way of touching porcelain is too low.

Touch a high-ranking federal official?
Are you ready to fly to the rhythm?
I thought to myself.

Mark gets out of the car.

A person also got off the pickup truck behind him.

Four eyes facing each other.

The anger of the two of them subsided immediately.

next second.

Under the watchful eyes of Qin and the woman who got on and off the pickup truck.

Both Mark and the visitor laughed and hugged each other with open arms.

"Mark Lewis, God, long time no see."

"Reed Strack, I feel how you are getting older."

"..."

(End of this chapter)