Chapter 65
Chapter 66

In the S.H.I.E.L.D. conference room, Nick yelled at Mark furiously.Because Mark's unscrupulous actions really touched Nick's bottom line.

If there's one thing he doesn't immediately like, it's that things are out of his hands.Obviously, Mark's previous assassination of Ace was beyond the scope of Nick's tolerance.

As if he couldn't hear Nick's roar, Mark fiddled with his weapon there to see if he was qualified.

"Are you listening to me!" Nick yelled again.

"Who do you think the opponent I met? Again and again, I asked you SHIELD to check what you found out. This is an opponent we don't know any details about, acting crazy, without any Bottom line. What will he choose next time?
One of the things I regret the most is that I didn't kill him directly on the Brooklyn Bridge.If he had been killed directly on the Brooklyn Bridge, there wouldn't have been so many things that happened later. "Mark also retorted without fear.

Mark doesn't know whether the ID card knows Ace's identity until now.It is knowing that it is deliberately concealed, but if you don't tell yourself, it is fundamentally impossible to find out.

No matter what the result was, Mark couldn't accept it.

Mark chose the most simple and crude method.

I have to say that this means of action is really very effective.

"So you choose to use criminal means to solve the problem!"

"Don't say that you are like Wei Guangzheng's superheroes, the blood under the hands of your agents has not been done yet! Yes, you deserve what you killed, but not many of them are You really exposed your crimes to the public, and you dealt with them silently." This is where Mark and Nick exchanged words.

If it was someone else, Mark would have greeted him with a punch, so there is so much nonsense with him.

……

In the end, the conversation between the two also broke up unhappy.

Alexander Pierce saw the conversation between the two through the monitoring equipment, and the whole process was not lost at all.That old fox-like face showed a ferocious smile.

He seemed to see an opportunity, but he didn't plan to make a move now.Once Alexander makes a move, he will let Mark die in the place of burial. He is not like the tricky, immature Ace, and he is not like the indecisive weigher like Nick.

All he has to do is clear the obstacles in his path.

Obviously his previous competitors have been swept away by him, and now his opponent is Mark.

On the way back home, Mark still didn't realize the problem.

In a hospital affiliated to Hanmer Industries, a patient whose face was wrapped in gauze was in the intensive care unit.

Justin looked at the patient whose face was wrapped in gauze through the glass window, and asked the doctor beside him, "How is the situation now?"

"The patient's heart is a bit different from that of normal people. The bullet did not directly hit his heart. It's just that the bullet's penetrating power is too strong, and it has had a considerable impact on the patient's internal organs." The doctor truthfully The answer to Justin's question.

"Very well, he can't die now. Watch him, if he slips away from this hospital, then you just wait to die!" Justin left with a group of bodyguards after speaking.

The attending doctor looked gloomy, looking at the unconscious patient on the bed at this moment, he had never hated a patient so much like today.

And the patient lying in the intensive care unit on the hospital bed was none other than Ace who was shot by Mark.

If Mark knew that his shot didn't directly kill Ace, he probably regretted that he didn't aim directly at the head.

But there is no medicine for regret in this world.Unless when Mark has mastered the time, the gemstone will be able to complete what it has not done.

Even so, that would just create another parallel time.

When Mark returned home, he was not as stable as he imagined, and he had to face the siege from Sock and the little reporter.

The appearance of the two people at each other's swords gave Mark quite a headache, and Mark almost ignored it. The struggle between the two people subconsciously bypassed the battlefield between the two people.

Walking to the refrigerator, Mark subconsciously reached for the beer.Mark could swear to God that he definitely didn't buy the beer in the refrigerator, and he didn't like drinking too much, but today he suddenly felt like he wanted to get drunk to relieve his worries.

But Mark finally suppressed this consciousness.He didn't like feeling dizzy, and getting drunk and running away wasn't the answer.

Finally, he took a bottle of milk and walked to the dining table.

Sock and the little reporter both stopped arguing and fell into a strange state of silence. The two of them just stared blankly at Mark sitting at the dining table drinking milk.

Sock, who had experienced many things, came to Mark and asked, "Is there anything bothering you?"

"I met a little bit and had some quarrels with my friends, but it's not a big problem." Mark didn't intend to tell the two about the S.H.I.E.L.D.

No matter what the identity of the other party is, getting involved in this muddy water is not a good thing.Even if Mark stands as a friend, it is impossible to drag others into the water.

"Actually, I don't think it's a big deal. There's no need to quarrel with my friends." The little reporter thought of something simple, and said comfortingly.

Mark drank the milk in the glass in one gulp, looked at the little reporter and said, "If things can be resolved normally, I don't want to end with a quarrel, but not everything is as simple as we think."

As soon as Mark finished speaking, he felt that his spirit had been invaded by someone, and he subconsciously resisted, driving out the consciousness that had penetrated into his spirit.

This has been the habit of chatting with Emon all the year round. God knows when that bastard will launch a surprise attack on his consciousness.

But because of this, Mark became quite powerful in resisting mental attacks.

On one side, Sock frowned slightly.

Obviously, she was the one who did the mental test just now.

Mark also observed this detail, and his eyes were not on Zuo Ke's body, but he had already begun to doubt it.The other party is an Asgardian himself, and he should have a certain ability to deal with an ordinary person at the spiritual level.

It's just that Mark didn't say anything about it directly.

Mark got up and said that he was tired, and then went straight back to the room.

PS: I really have a very, very headache. I almost exploded when I coded this paragraph.I went to the toilet to paint it again, I'm really sorry, that's all for today
(End of this chapter)

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