Meiman's eldest son of God

Chapter 1149 Being Targeted
Chapter 1168

One night time passed.

The entire rebel army was fried.

Mark successfully returned with a vote of federal officers, which surprised the entire rebel army.

I didn't expect Mark's strength to be so terrifying.

Originally their expectation was Mark, killing a few people would be enough.It would be even better if the officer could be killed.

But it never occurred to me that Mark directly took over the top management.It's all good now, at least it will take a few more days.

Without the command of the officers, the war cannot be fought at all, it is a mess, and it is expected to have much combat effectiveness.

A random charge will destroy the entire army in the shortest possible time.

If the rebel army had doubts about Mark before, now there is no doubt at all.

Mark has proved everything with his actual actions.

One officer might be a scene, but so many officers were sacrificed just to wipe out these stinky fish and shrimp?The rebels themselves did not believe it.

When can the Federation use these important officers as consumables?
Even if the testing machine is very important, it is definitely not so important.The Federation itself now has a lot of test machines, which can be sent to the battlefield for experiments at any time. There will be no lack of data at all, so there is no need to waste time here.

The city is still operating as usual, and the arrival of the rebel army just replaced the original manager of the city.

For those ordinary people, it doesn't matter who comes, they all have to eat and live.

Mark received a large bonus, and found a decent restaurant to eat by himself.

But it was precisely because of such a meal that Mark felt that the people living in this city were hard and not easy.

Even knowing that there are armed rebels outside, they still choose to continue working, risking their lives, just to make money.

The waiter said that his hourly salary is only about 100 yuan, but a meal in such an ordinary restaurant costs more than [-] yuan.

Mark could swear that he didn't eat much, just a normal meal.

At this time, Mark understood that these people were willing to go to work because they were forced by life.

Even if it only costs half the money to make your own food, it is not an easy task for people who have to satisfy three meals a day.

Return to the Rebel's Mansion.

A luxury car was parked downstairs of the building. Mark was sure that there was no such car here when he left.

The reason why it was judged to be a luxury car was entirely because of the heavy car and the bodyguards around it.

If it wasn't for a luxury car driven by a rich or powerful person, Mark dared to write his name upside down.

Just as Mark was about to enter the building, he was stopped by a few guys who looked like bodyguards.

"Entry is not allowed here!" the bodyguard said to Mark.

In Mark's mind, several memory fragments flashed, luxury cars, beauties, banquets, parties, melees.

"Go away!" Mark said to the bodyguard.

The bodyguards seemed to think that Mark was provoking them, and they took out their guns one by one.

Mark held his forehead, endured the nauseating feeling, and looked at these guys who took out their guns.

An invisible wave of deterrence swept all around. Just like those officers before, no matter how these bodyguards struggled, it seemed that their bodies did not belong to them.

But this time was different from the previous ones. Mark felt that his brain might explode at any time, and the psychic power he controlled increased a little.

Then clusters of blood flowers appeared around!
The glass of the building was not spared, and finally shattered under the pressure of Mark's spiritual energy.

The passers-by around had already evacuated as soon as the conflict started, and now only a piece of corpses are left here.

In the building, the incident of the convoy being attacked quickly spread.

And the old man sitting in the conference hall was talking to the middle-aged man from the rebel army.

"It seems that an unexpected guest has come!" The old man stood up and said.

The middle-aged man stood up and asked, "What's going on?"

Now is a very important time. At this time, there are still people rushing to make trouble on their own territory. They really think that they are not dying fast enough!
Several subordinates immediately went to ask what was going on.

But when they came back, they all had bitter faces.

"What's going on?" The middle-aged man looked at his subordinates who had gone and returned and asked.

"It's Mark! He killed all the bodyguards, and now he's down below, no one can get close to him. It's like another protective cover around his body." The subordinate said.

"You'd better give me a reasonable explanation, Mork. What the hell is going on?"

"Angus, I can assure you that all of this is in our plan. The officers we captured yesterday were caught by this man who was making trouble downstairs now. He is a person with great potential , With all due respect, those bodyguards you died are not worth mentioning at all. As long as we can use them reasonably, we can do many things that we have never imagined!" said Mo Ke, the middle-aged man who is also the leader of the rebel army.

Angus also began to have a strong curiosity about Mark's mystery.

The original killing intent disappeared.

Angus said to Mo Ke: "It seems that I have to wait a little longer today."

"Your waiting is definitely worth the money." Mo Ke said confidently.

"I hope so!" Angus kicked Erlang's legs and lay back, directly lying on the leather sofa.

Ten minutes later, Mark's runaway state gradually subsided.

Many memories have been integrated into Mark's mind, but these memories are really a bit confusing.

Fragmented memories must be sorted out by the parties themselves. Mark is now in the process of digesting the information brought to him by these memories.

For example, I used to be a rich man, rich to the extent that some small countries are not as rich as myself!

Also, I am not alone at all, I have a very happy family, and even my own children, two daughters.

But the only thing is that I can't remember their names, and I can't remember where they are!
"Damn it! Can't you recall more things?" Mark hit the floor directly with a punch, and Mark punched a clear hole in the floor.

After the psychic rampage subsided, the surrounding rebel soldiers dared to approach here to clean up.

Mork and Jerry led Angus and the three of them slowly approaching here. Mark raised his head to look at the three of them walking on the ground, and slowly stood up.

Angus looked at Mark as if he had found a treasure, his eyes were full of enthusiasm.

Mark was a little horrified by that look, that guy's look was really uncomfortable.

"Sure enough... Those wastes in the south have been looking for it, and this powerful warrior is actually right in front of my eyes! Hahaha! That's great, it really is God's blessing!" Angus said excitedly.

He doesn't care about the deaths of those subordinates at all. He can hire another batch of bodyguards like this at any time, but the Mark in front of him is different. This is a rare talent.

As a federal senator and a nobleman, Angus knows a lot of unknown things.

Mark in front of him is part of the unknown.

"Mark! Would you like to join me?" Angus offered an olive branch. He didn't care about the two rebels next to him.

Although the faces of those two people were also quite ugly, and they didn't want Mark to join in their hearts, but they were also restricted by others and couldn't speak out.

If they speak up, then the resources they can get are gone.

"Who are you? Why do you want me to join you?" Mark looked at the arrogant man in front of him, unconsciously showing a little disgust.

This kind of self righteous guy is the most annoying!
"I'm Angus Mengsk, a senator of the Federation, and I'm also a backer of the rebel army." Angus doesn't think that the Federation has the strength to release such a perfect soldier just to assassinate himself .

If there is a federation, it is estimated that it will be offered there like a treasure, and it can effectively control this special energy and achieve its goals. This is not something that ordinary people can do.

Angus wanted to recruit this fighter as much as possible and show off all his advantages, just to attract Mark.

"A senator from the Federation? He is actually a backer of the rebel army? It's really funny! But what does this have to do with me?"

Mark, who has awakened part of his memory, is no longer the poor little man who lost his memory.

The way of thinking about problems and ideas has also moved closer to the past.

Even if he is a federal senator or a behind-the-scenes supporter behind the rebel army, what does that have to do with him?
None of these so-called conditions can impress me.

Even if the Federation personally throws an olive branch, Mark has to think a little bit.

"Don't you understand that as long as you follow me, your abilities can be greatly developed, and you can have whatever you want!"

"The price is that I become your tool and weapon to achieve the result you want. Isn't it?" Mark sneered after finishing speaking, and the arc in that smile couldn't be more obvious.

Mork and Jerry controlled themselves consciously, trying not to laugh out loud as much as possible.

Unexpectedly, Angus, who took the initiative to invite him with shame, would be rejected.

Angus is also an old fox, and he is not sad because of Mark's rejection. On the contrary, he has already regarded Mark as his prey.

Catching prey is not an easy task!

track!

Learn about habits!
Then weave a big trap!

These all take time.

(End of this chapter)