Ye Xiuwen agreed to Mark, and Mark was naturally very happy and said that the planes were ready. It is possible to go at any time. And there is a reason for Ye Xiuwen and others to go to Turkey, that is, to go to Turkey to participate in the shooting competition.

It's a good thing to kill multiple birds with one stone. Even if Ye Xiuwen didn't want to agree, he couldn't do it.

After all, if they want to go to Turkey, they must have a valid reason, otherwise the Turkish side will not let them enter the country.

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Time passed like a white horse, and three hours passed. Mark's plane had just entered the territory of Turkey.

At the same time, at the venue of the Turkish shooting competition, seven or eight local tyrants in Turkey were laughing.

"Haha, Mark this time, I'm afraid I'm going to be deflated? We said it was a private game, but when the time came, it was announced that it was a professional game. Haha, see what he does. ”

"That's right, I'm a hired professional sniper this time, and I'll definitely be able to catch Mark off guard."

"Yes, yes, we are a family, why let an outsider show off his might in front of us every day?"

"Haha, that's it, it's ,......"

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A group of rich people laughed, and at this time, the game was approaching. The host of a conference came running over to ask for the opinions of all the rich people present. Ask if the game can start.

"But Mark didn't arrive?"

"It's like, this Mark isn't that easy to fool. What if we hit the target and he doesn't believe it? ”

"yes, I'm still thinking about waiting for Mark to come and hang a banner to see his expression."

"Excuse me, Prince Mark, where the hell have you gone?" One of the rich people said.

"Yes!"

There was a bodyguard who trotted away, and the rich Turks continued to laugh and said, "It would be a pity if there were no Prince Mark on an occasion like today." ”

"Yes, I especially notified him late, just to catch him off guard."

"Tsk, I think this time, he was not only caught off guard, I'm afraid he himself has to go into battle himself, right?"

"Haha, don't say it, Prince Mark, you can really be considered a sharpshooter."

"But even then, it's not better than a real soldier, is it?"

"Hahaha! .......”

Everyone laughed, and just then, the bodyguard who had gone to contact Prince Mark returned. "Boss, I've already asked, Prince Mark's plane is about to arrive. ”

"Alright, alright, ready, as soon as Prince Mark arrives, we'll start immediately!"

"Well, yes, Mr. Demuye!"

At this time, someone answered, and he said that Temuye was an oil tycoon in Turkey. In Turkey, he is also a very powerful person.

It's just that his financial resources are not as great as Mark's, and his international reputation is not good. So I've been holding my breath and trying to press Mark.

And these rich people in Turkey are all the same idea, after all, they are local tycoons, and Mark is foreign.

Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes! ......

When the sound of the helicopter's wings spinning, Demuye and the others were overjoyed, because they knew that Mark was coming.

There is a tarmac at the stadium, and everyone goes to the airport to greet them.

It's one thing to make Mark deflated, but none of the local tyrants present want to offend Mark. Because Mark is too powerful and does tricks in the game, Mark can only laugh when he loses. But if you really don't take people seriously, they will destroy you every second.

Of course, it's not about killing you, it's about killing you in the mall.

So the group of people, none of whom arrived, and at this time, Mark and others were getting off the plane.

But it was not Mark who walked in front, but a young man in a black suit. This young man was like an eagle falcon, and when the rich men saw it, they had a feeling that they didn't dare to look at it directly.

And not to mention them, even those battle-hardened soldiers have a chilling feeling when they see the man coming towards them.

Moreover, Mark actually walked beside this person, and he was a little behind.

And that's a little hard to understand.

Behind Mark and the young man were three other women, who were also particularly eye-catching. The three women were dressed in black suits and looked heroic. But for some reason, one of them was carrying a medical kit in his hand.

Further back, there is Mark's team of bodyguards, who are lined up in two columns on the left and right, forming a protective circle to protect Mark in the middle.

At the same time, Demuye and the others hurriedly greeted him and said, "Prince Mark, long time no see?" ”

"Hehe, Mr. Demuye, it's been a long time."

Mark also stepped forward and gave the other a hug. Then he said, "This is the player I just hired. ”

Mark introduced Ye Xiuwen and others, but did not say their names.

And Demuye and the others don't mind, it's all as if Mark is selling Guanzi. And they don't mind, because the contestants they invited today are all very good soldiers.

"Come on Mr. Mark, we are expecting you to cut the ribbon, and then this shooting competition will begin, hehehe!" Demuye laughed twice.

"Oh? I didn't expect you to wait for me? Mark said very strangely, because it was already past twelve o'clock in the afternoon, and it was almost a little bit old.

"That's natural, how can we get off to a good start without Prince Mark here?" Demuye laughed obscenely, and also let Mark and the others to the competition venue.

In addition to the venue of the competition, there is a hostess pulling red silk and saffron. The high place in the stands is still covered with red silk.

Mark said inexplicably, "What is this?" ”

"After you cut the ribbon, let's unveil it? And then the game began. Demuya explained, and then laughed lewdly again.

Mark felt a little strange, and said in his heart: This old guy has a lewd face, what are you laughing at? But he had a black wolf, so he was naturally not afraid, and he took the golden scissors to cut the red silk, and the big red flower fell into the tray.

The hostess withdrew with the tray in her hand, and those present applauded. These people were also wealthy people in Turkey. But compared to Demuya and others, it was far worse, and he didn't even have a chance to shake hands with Mark, so he could only echo or applaud on the side.

"Prince Mark, this is for you, you pull this end, I pull the other end, the red cloth on this side will fall, and then the game will begin." At this time, Demuya said again.

Mark said in his heart: Come on, don't you just pull a rope?

Mark thought it was easy, but he didn't want the corner of his eye to sweep away the other snickering Turks.

Mark thought, what's going on? What are you laughing at? At this time, Mark was puzzled, but he did not take it to heart, but pulled off the red cloth covering the banner with Nademui.

The red cloth fell, and Mark looked at the words on the banner, and his nose was almost crooked! ......