Agent of a certain comic

Chapter 720 People on the Fox Blacklist

"Mark, do you remember Josie?"

"Of course, the little loli from the opposite door, I remember ten years younger than me, I even hugged her."

"Hehe, you have never hugged someone, you..."

"Cough cough..."

Mark was taken aback for a moment and then coughed violently.

Jesus Christ.

What is his mother planning to do?
Kate, who was sitting next to Mark, smiled without saying a word, looked at someone who was coughing violently, and then asked with concern: "Honey, what's wrong with you?"

Mark waved his hand and coughed again, saying, "It's okay, I accidentally choked on it just now."

"you sure?"

"of course."

"Do you need me to find the medicine for you?"

"...No, but thank you, dear."

The mother, Angliss, who was sitting across from her, shook her head quite speechlessly, and then said, "In short, Liam is already as taboo as you in the small town."

Mark's face darkened immediately.

What does it mean to be like him.

Mark was defined as a taboo by the extraordinary group of Forks Township, that is, the extraordinary autonomous committee composed of representatives of werewolves, vampires, witches, wizards, and elves.

This Liam?

Huh?
What did he do to be expelled from Fox Town?
Mark suddenly looked at his mother, Anglis, who was opposite him.

Angliss shook her head and said, "In [-], Liam didn't show up when Liam and Josie were about to take their vows in the church."

Mark: "...he escaped marriage?"

"Yes." Angliss nodded and said, "On the day of Josie's wedding, not only ordinary people in the town went to the church to prepare for the ceremony, but Billy, the Carlyle Cullens... and the Russo couples were all present. "

Mark opened his mouth and shook his head in a trance and said, "It's all gone."

Angliss said: "Yes, because of this incident, for Josie's sake, the residents of the town are united and silent about the child Liam."

"...Liam never went back?"

"No."

Mark nodded, then touched his chin, looked down at the two concert tickets in his hand, and fell silent.

Anglis was taken aback for a moment, then said dissatisfiedly: "You are not allowed to go either."

"Why?" Mark looked up at his mother, put away the tickets repeatedly with his right hand, and then smiled, "I'm also on the extraordinary blacklist of Fox Town, and so is Liam. Maybe we will have a common language."

Anglis said lightly: "Do you remember the tree house you built in Twilight Forest when you were a child?"

"Yes, my tree house."

Mark's eyes lit up, and then he smiled at Kate sitting next to him and said vividly: "Honey, that tree house was built by me by moving a piece of wood into the forest eight years ago. That tree house can be called It is a wonderful flower in the architectural world, and it can be said to be full of bold advancements in the era at that time."

Mark's single-room tree house is built on top of the big tree in the open space of the lake in Twilight Forest on the edge of Fox Town.

Lying in the tree house, you can look up at the sky full of stars unscrupulously.

And the rattan ladder he wove with his own hands...

"Honey, if we go back, you must live..."

"Your treehouse was burned down by Liam."

"Honey……"

The expression on Mark's face hardened as if mechanically turned around, and he blinked at his mother, Angelis who had just spoken, and said in disbelief, "What did you say?"

"do not you know?"

"...Should I know?"

"It should be in [-]. After Liam and the others graduated from high school, they went to the lake to have a barbecue dance party. As a result... your tree house burned down."

"..."

Mark was silent for a while, then got up directly from the sofa.

Anglis stared blankly at Mark who was walking towards the door and asked, "Where are you going?"

"You still want to hold a concert? I'm going to throw him into a Cuban prison." Mark said without looking back.

That was his tree house.

He got it board by board from Billy Blake the werewolf who was building his new home at the time.

He didn't bother to recall the hardships of the process.

And now?

The tree house he built with his own hands to look up at the stars was burned down by a group of drunk kids?

It’s tolerable, it’s unbearable!

Mark said that if he didn't throw this guy into a Cuban prison, Mark would be in vain as the seat of the FBI...

at this time.

Angelis shrugged and said, "Although Liam's torch burned your tree house, it wasn't Liam who threw the torch."

Mark turned around and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth with cold eyes: "Who is it?"

"Alice."

"……what?"

"Yes, Alice and Lear were also watching nearby at the time, and then they chatted about this tree house, both of them said that this wooden house is you and them..."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Mark coughed violently again to remind his mother, Angelis, who had begun to recall the memories, to shut up quickly.

Kate next to her blinked her eyes and looked at Mark with a smile, "Is this Alice and Lear your ex-girlfriend in the small town?"

Mark smiled dryly and shrugged: "I was still very young at the time."

"I don't care about your past, as long as you are honest with me, and I know your vampire ex-girlfriend and werewolf girlfriend..." Kate said, then she was taken aback and continued: "Unless...you have more than one person in Fox Town These two?"

Mark shook his head quickly.

Are these two not enough?
Now every time I think about it, Mark regrets why he had to take the risk and step on two boats?
Isn't this obviously looking for excitement?
Ok.

I guess it was a little bit off.

Hey, sure enough, my mentality is still very young...

Mark sighed inwardly.

Kate rolled her eyes at Mark and got up and smiled at Angelis, "Angelis, let's go to the backyard to see your two granddaughters together?"

"Of course." Angliss smiled.

Subsequently.

Kate and Angliss directly abandoned Mark and walked towards the backyard arm in arm.

"So, Alice and Lear..."

"Mark was a very naughty little guy in town."

"And now."

"Ha ha……"

The words of his wife and his mother, Angelis, floated into Mark's ears, making the corners of Mark's mouth twitch again.

What is this called.

Mark sat down on the sofa with his right hand and repeated the tickets for the front row of the two concerts and smiled abruptly.

concert?
If there was a concert of a sexy diva, maybe Mark would appreciate it with an eye for beautiful things.

But a male singer?
just forget it.

Thinking so, Mark shook his right hand, and a ray of lightless fire burst out, instantly burning the two tickets in his hand to ashes.

After doing all this.

"Toms."

"exist."

"Find Liam Page's phone number."

"Yes."

Mark said and got up and walked towards the wine cabinet.

Again.

Everyone sent tickets to the concert.

Feelings and reason Mark should also make a call to explain that the tickets have been received but the business is too busy to go and so on...

(End of this chapter)