Agent of a certain comic

Chapter 492 Change to a new home (guaranteed third update)
It's an interesting question that Lailis raises.

Actually.

Mark didn't know the final answer either.

The ghost knows what he did before he was reincarnated.

Ninth Sister is not here again.

Who should Mark ask?

Mark looked at Dizzy.

A click sounded.

hum!
A classic sports car full of aristocratic style instantly transformed from vertigo.

Corvette.

C1!

Yes.

It was the classic that debuted at the [-] New York Auto Show and sold out in such a short time.

Classic in luxury.

Classic reveals luxury.

The silver-white body glows like fireflies in the dark night.

All alloy wheels.

Convertible shape.

Inside the red interior...

Compared with the one Jazz deformed.

Mark This belongs to the nobility.

As for Tony?

Ha ha……

Inside the garage.

Mark got out of the car and looked at his daughter, who also came down from the Hornet, and said, "I think we need to move."

Lairise tilted her little head and didn't quite understand why Mark's brain circuit jumped to the topic of moving all of a sudden.

Mark nodded to himself and said, "Well, we should be moving."

talking.

Mark walked towards the room.

Leaving behind a blindfolded girl.

"Hey, I didn't say anything."

Lailisi screamed in her heart and then chased after Mark.

The bob-tailed Chihuahua followed closely behind.

in the bedroom.

After taking a shower, Mark opened his laptop and logged on to the most trafficked real estate agency website in New York.

The idea of ​​changing houses is just now.

Mark thinks it should be replaced.

after all.

There are two deformed cars parked at home, and this place belongs to the community.

Who knows what will be exposed if you don't pay attention.

Tony is fine.

With its back against the cliff, it has excellent concealment.And there are twenty-hour security personnel.

Mark can't do it here.

and so.

Thinking about going Mark felt the need to put relocation on the agenda.

It's just that this time, you don't have to pursue a great hermit in the world.

He is invincible.

I finally understood why Jiumei kept asking him, Mark, why didn't you die at the beginning.

At first I thought it was a curse.

Come to think of it now.

Jiumei is... reminding him vaguely.

I was wrong about Jiumei.

A trace of guilt flashed in Mark's heart.

Fortunately, he was still slandering and cursing Jiumei in his heart at that time.

original……

Jiumei is for his own good.

After browsing the room agency website with bourbon for a while.

Got nothing.

Then fill in the housing requirements you are looking for as well as your name and contact information and click to send it to an intermediary known as a gold consultant in one go...

the next day.

Long Island, New York.

North Shore!

In the eyes of well-known real estate agent Evelyn Harper, the silver-white Corvette flashes like a streamer from a distance.

It took less than 30 seconds to hear that engine roar.

The Corvette C1 classic convertible sports car stood still in front of Evelyn.

The door is open.

Mark and Laris, wearing sunglasses, walked out of the car door.

Mark stepped forward with a smile and stretched out his hand and said, "Ms. Harper, please."

"How come, I am happy to find the house they like for each client." Evelyn said with a smile while shaking hands.

Mark nodded and looked at the corner hidden in the deep shade of the tree ahead and said, "Can you show us around now?"

"of course."

Evelyn crossed her arms and smiled, "This way please."

Walking on the cobblestone path, Evelyn introduced: "This mansion fully meets your requirements, Mr. Louis, and covers an area of ​​ten acres. If you are worried about privacy issues, you can apply for an addition to the city after you buy it. Install the protective net, and these ten acres of land will be your private land, and even those pesky FBI can't enter your land without permission."

Evelyn gushed.

Mark's face remained unchanged.

Lailis who was following her lowered her head and tried her best not to laugh.

Bad-mouthing the FBI in front of the FBI seat?
This intermediary is really big...

After walking through the cobblestone path and passing through the shade of trees.

A boxy stone building with sharp water chestnuts came into view.

"This is the main building, with eighteen bedrooms. It has been renovated countless times since it was built in [-]. It has all the modern luxuries in it, including Stark Industries' smart butler."

"A racetrack and stables were also built behind the main building."

"...just 25 miles from Midtown Manhattan, and the majority of the home is occupied by manicured lawns and gardens."

"...the garden is planted with all kinds of roses from the island countries and the United Kingdom. When the roses are in full bloom, you will feel very happy when you open the window."

"At the same time, there is a private pier that has been repaired behind the racetrack, which can dock yachts up to two feet long..."

Evelyn is a professional high-end intermediary.

Under her leadership, Mark and Laili walked around this luxurious residence with three floors.

Laris was even more amazed.

Little stars are popping up.

Even the bathrooms here use agate, lapis lazuli, agate and malachite.

and.

It's more like an indoor swimming pool than a bathroom.

but.

Lailis has seen the indoor pool on the first floor, the clear water flow, the decoration at the bottom of the pool...

luxury.

Too extravagant.

Thinking in her heart, Lailisi looked at Mark more and more weirdly.

Good guy.

This is how much money has been embezzled by the incumbent?

After listening to Evelyn's introduction, Mark said, "A question."

"You say."

"Where is the original owner here?"

"Suicide last month."

"Suicide?"

"Yes." Evelyn nodded and said with a happy face, "Thank God, he didn't commit suicide in this room, or else, a haunted house..." Evelyn shrugged her shoulders as if you understand look.

Mark smiled.

After a while of silence.

Mark looked to the girl next to him for advice and said, "What do you think of this place?"

Lyris froze.

Mark smiled and said, "Of course, if you think it's a long way to go to Midtown High School..."

"Mark, I'm sixteen this year, and I'm going to college in a year."

"so?"

"I will definitely move out when I go to college."

"...New York University is not too far from here."

"...I'm not going to NYU."

"Why not? It's nice to be close to home."

"..."

Lily pursed her lips and remained silent.

Daughter slave.

Typical control freak.

Lairis was very worried about continuing the whole topic like this.

Mark estimated that he would use his energy directly so that she only received an invitation letter from New York University in the end...

(End of this chapter)