Agent of a certain comic

Chapter 577 Texas Stunt Show

It's not unreasonable to think about it carefully.

The entire timeline of Ghost Rider is a bloody family ethics drama.

Mephisto instructs Ghost Rider to destroy the physical body of his son, the Mind Witch.

then……

Mephisto's decayed body was also destroyed by Ghost Rider.

Who knows what role the Supreme Mage played in this matter.

Anyway, Mark is one of the 1 people who don't believe that a mere hell blood can explode and kill Mephisto.

This is the Western pantheon.

The Oriental God's theoretical system of "My fate is up to me" has no market here.

Just like Mark.

Even if Mark is not awakened, any creature from the underworld will never be able to harm him.

Without him.

It's just a comprehensive crushing of authority.

as long as he wants.

Even if he hasn't fully recovered yet.

Mark can block the power of the underworld in any underworld creature with one word.

In layman's terms.

The power of the underworld is Mark, but Mark is not the power of the underworld.

It's that simple.

Same goes for Mephisto.

Can a mere half-breed hell's power of hell surpass the king of hell?

It's ridiculous to think about.

This is not some politically correct game.

Whether in hell or the extraordinary world...

Even in the universe, mixed races are a large group of people who are discriminated against.

Yes.

This is not wild speculation.This is a conclusion drawn from the facts...

three days later.

Mark, who was at ease and bored in the Federal Building, couldn't help but once again had a restless heart and took Debbie to another direct flight to Texas.

Superstar motorcycle stuntman Johnny Blaise is on tonight.

This time.

Blast Johnny is going to challenge the almost impossible challenge.

tonight.

The challenge for Johnny Blast is to leap over four operational helicopter gunships...

What happens once in the air?
Fire Johnny is going to be Mincemeat Johnny...

It was already noon when we arrived in Texas.

After getting off the plane, there was a commissioner waiting for Mark's arrival.

Soon.

Mark looked at the two tickets handed over by the commissioner just now, smiled and said to Debbie: "Look, is it hard to buy tickets? Don't these two tickets for the front row automatically come to the door?"

Debbie said lightly, "What conditions did you agree to the Texas branch for these two tickets?"

Mark laughed and said: "My network in the federation is very strong, must there be some kind of deal to get these two tickets?"

Debbie didn't speak but just looked at Mark quietly.

quite a while.

Mark shrugged and opened the car door and said, "Well, in November, the New York office has a training on financial crimes, and I have reserved two places for the Texas office."

Debbie just showed a hint of a smile as expected.

One p.m.

texas giant stadium

"Johnny, Johnny, Johnny..."

"Johnny, Johnny..."

"Johnny..."

Mark, who was sitting in the VIP seat in the front area, looked around and then looked back.

The atmosphere is spot on.

Especially the four helicopters that are in operation give people a shocking visual effect.

on the stage.

A middle-aged man with a helmet on a stunt motorcycle seemed to be waiting for the moment to come.

Debbie, who was sitting next to him, said, "Boss, Johnny the Blaster has another title here."

Mark pretended to be puzzled and said, "Oh, what is it?"

"Lucky Johnny." Debbie said: "Only in the year that Johnny Blaster became famous, he performed stunts every half a month on average, and the difficulty of each time will increase, but bad luck has never come to us. On him, every time he passed by with death, it was as if the goddess of luck was watching and smiling at him."

Mark smiled and said nothing.

Lady luck watching him?
Haha.

It must be the devil looking after him.

Mephisto is a refined pragmatist.

Pyro Johnny is his favorite toy, how could Mephisto have the heart to let Pyro Johnny retire early?

Soon.

The show is about to begin.

The moment Johnny Kicks broke out of a standstill and started to hit the gas pedal.

The audience in the field held their breath.

"This is simply a suicide mission." Debbie, who was sitting next to Mark, covered her mouth and looked at the explosive Johnny who had started to leap and muttered to herself.

Mark looked at a certain direction thoughtfully.

Chu Chu Chu!
Although this stunt competition has undergone sophisticated calculations to ensure that Johnny's motorcycle has enough power to leap to the other side.

But they undercounted a little.

The turbulence caused by the rotation of four helicopter propellers.

Accompanied by a loud exclamation.

Explosive Johnny fell instantly from a height of more than ten meters above the ground.

The audience in the arena got up one after another and looked at the explosive Johnny who rolled on the ground more than a dozen times.

Even the passionate narrator was dumbfounded for a few seconds when he saw this scene.

Just when everyone thought that Lady Luck didn't take care of Johnny the Fire this time.

The explosive Johnny who fell to the ground stood up crookedly again.

Boom!

The moment Johnny Blast stood up again, the atmosphere in the field instantly reached its peak...

The supporter also hurried to Johnny's side.

The expression was exaggerated to the extreme.

"Oh God, he stood up, God, Johnny the Fireman stood up. Tell us, Johnny, are you okay?"

"I am fine."

"God, he said he's okay. Johnny the Blaster, once again accomplished an incredible challenge. Let's applaud him, cheer him up. Johnny the Blaster..."

at this moment.

The cheers in the field were almost deafening.

Subsequently.

Explosive Johnny got on his motorcycle and roared away without being interviewed by the host at all.

Mark looked back at Debbie next to him and said, "Go back to the hotel first."

"Boss, where are you going?"

"Don't ask, don't tell, don't know."

"..."

After leaving the stadium, Mark's eyes fell on a mobile car selling meat dogs on the side of the road.

After ordering a hot dog and a burger.

When Mark was just about to start.

Bang!
The peddler who was in the mobile car was taken aback when he was about to speak.

Bang!
Bang!
The light bulbs hanging on the mobile car exploded one after another...

Mark shook his head.

While the peddler was in a hurry to turn off the light bulb, Mephisto, who was dressed like a medieval aristocrat and held a cane, took off his top hat and slowly sat opposite Mark.

Mark shook the hot dog in his hand and said, "This tastes good, would you like some? My treat?"

Mephisto smiled.

When he was about to refuse, Mark turned directly to the peddler and said, "Hey, buddy, have another one like mine."

Mephisto: "..."

(End of this chapter)