Agent of a certain comic

Chapter 52
"Bam—"

A twelve-caliber bullet bursting out of the shotgun pierced through the door in an instant.

If Mark hadn't dodged in time just now, it is estimated that the stomach would be pierced directly by this blow!
"Fake!"

Mark's face was cloudy and uncertain, which was nothing.

When did his home become so easy to find that cats and dogs dared to touch it?

Mark didn't think this was Hydra again.

and.

Mark is sure that his phone calls are being monitored by Hydra in real time.

You know, Mark snatched [-] million dollars from them, and even killed several of their agents!
Just face-to-face with Hydra does not mean that these guys dare to risk exposure to assassinate Mark again.

At the very least, he would not act rashly without reassessing his strength.

Thinking about it this way, it is almost self-evident who will be a guest at home this time!

In the afternoon, Mark had just destroyed a money-making den of Vera Constantine!
As for the famous social activists in Hell's Kitchen, they have no fear of the New York Police.

Even if the New York police destroyed their dens, they dared to kill them directly to make an example.

They don't lack weapons, let alone men who work hard for them!

For them, face and dignity must be maintained, and this is also their bottom line!

I looked at the lights that were lit in a house directly opposite.

It is clear!
The gunshots just now woke up the tranquility of the so-called safest community in Brooklyn!
"Om-"

"puff!"

Mark jumped forward, and with a flash of cold light in the darkness, a silver flying knife drew a beautiful arc and came out directly from the broken hole.

After a muffled sound, the flying knife returned to Mark's palm again, circling slowly.

On the tip of the knife, a drop of heart stopped bleeding and did not fall, forming an incomparably bewitching drop of blood!
Wei Wei compared her eyes, and a strange fluctuation instantly enveloped Mark's body towards the house in front of her!

One-tenth of the thought power released by Jiumei penetrated into every corner of the house like a spider web!
On the consciousness network formed by the power of thought, Mark saw the pushed piano, the overturned bookshelf, the dismantled big bed...

One garage, two living rooms, one kitchen, one guest room on the second floor, three master bedrooms on the second floor...

Opening his eyes, Mark calmed down his restless heart!

Suppressing the crimson rushing out of his eyes, he took a deep breath!

Going directly over the guardrail, stretching both arms slightly, two flying knives slowly hovered over it like soldiers obeying the general's order!
"puff--"

"puff--"

Walking to the door of the garage, Mark narrowed his eyes slightly, and two rays of light that looked like a cold moon streaked across the sky.

It pierced through the iron door of the garage in an instant, and hit a target hiding behind the Chevrolet unabated, and... a bent target hiding behind the storage cabinet!
"call out--"

After the flying knife flew back to Mark's hand, he looked up at the window on the second floor.

Light smile!
The flying knife on his right hand flew away instantly.

"puff--"

"what……"

Under the blessing of Mark's thoughts, even if it is Zhenjin, Mark can penetrate it with confidence.

If it weren't for the fact that the third cave of Mark's Three Caves of the Rabbit hadn't been bought because of his trip to the East.

He had summoned the remaining fifty custom-made flying knives in the Void Spirit Orb.

Facing the room, Wan Jian Chaozong is coming!
After retracting the throwing knife and solving a target in the living room on the second floor, Mark opened the door of the garage and walked in slowly!
Check the time.

If there were no accidents, Kate would be back from shopping in half an hour.

Quick fight!

"puff--"

"puff--"

"puff--"

Under the guidance of his thoughts, Mark solved the three targets who remained on the first floor silently and effortlessly.

They didn't even know how they died until they died!

Only, a slight cold wound on their foreheads showed how they died!

With the blessing of thought power, Mark felt that he had reached the realm of flying knives in another way!

If the descendants of Xiao Li Tanhua from Dongguo knew about this, they would probably regret teaching Mark this special skill!

He glanced at a black target lying on the kitchen floor, dying with regret.

Mark frowned.

It's not that Mark is racist, but to be honest, the quality of black people is not high!
However, in the Social Vitality Organization, these dark-skinned guys have the largest number of people!

The big one looks imposing!

Small brain capacity, stupid big one, easy to fool!

Unfortunately, I am stupid and don't let others tell.

Once it is said, it is a meal of various protests to raise racial discrimination immediately.

But by chance, some guys and organizations with a flood of Notre Dame's heart just follow such a set.

but!

Even a certain industry in Hollywood that can't be on the table has an unwritten rule!
If a white woman’s previous offer was $[-], then after she finished exercising with blacks, the offer would drop directly to $[-].

The degree of shrinkage is comparable to the diving of the yen...

Looking back, Mark looked up at the top of his head, thought for a while, and gave up the plan to destroy the load-bearing layer.

Head for the stairs!

Half an hour later!
Kate stepped out of the taxi with two shopping bags in her hand.

As soon as I walked to the door, I saw a big hole in the door!
Slightly stunned.

Then he put the shopping bag aside and took out the pistol from his waist.

He said to the Russell family across the street: "Go into the house and call the police!"

The Russell couple who ran out when they heard the gunshots half an hour ago looked at each other, and then hurried back home!
"Zi-"

Opening the door, Kate walked in lightly.

His eyes fell on the black man lying in front of him with a shotgun in his hand, and he was slightly taken aback!
at this time!

"Boom!" came from the top of the head, Kate was slightly taken aback, and then thought of something!
Inside the living room on the second floor!

Holding a silver ashtray in his hand, Mark slapped fiercely on the face of the only living man, a black man who was tied up and pretended to be tough!

"Don't say yet?" Mark groped his chin, looking at his bloody forehead!

"Pfft..." The black man took a sip of water directly at Mark.

Mark removed the Psychic Shield that he had found out, and smiled coldly.

Raising his hand, a shooting star shaped like a crescent moon hit this guy's right face heavily!

"Bam—"

"Shet, what the hell happened?"

Mark looked up and saw Kate standing at the stairs holding a pistol in both hands, looking at the three corpses neatly arranged in front of Mark with a look of surprise.

There's another one, tied up and just exhaled alive with a concussion by Mark's ashtray!
Mark showed a slight smile, looked at Kate and said, "Hi, honey, are you back? Did you enjoy shopping?"

"..." Kate!
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