Pretty.

There is a figure.

Good character.

Afford to grab it.

Wave the animation pen.

……

Mark smiled abruptly.

Shake your head!

Originally.

Kate had already unknowingly taken up most of the space in his heart.

He suddenly felt a little impulsive to see Kate.

Subsequently.

Mark didn't bother to have anything to do with this stinky monkey, so he patted Tony on the shoulder and said, "Since you are the chief best man, then the matter here will be left to you." ”

Tony took off his sunglasses and said, "...... What do you mean? ”

Mark shrugged.

Yao looked at the location of the local Washington Mansion and said, "Go pick up my girl." ”

Tony: "......"

Subsequently.

After finding his daughter and asking Pepper to take care of her, Mark boarded a helicopter docked next to the small town of Obidos and flew to the international airport in the capital city of Mosburn under the watchful eye of Tony, who had not yet turned a corner.

Can't see the bride before you get married?

Mark 10,000 doesn't believe this kind of.

At night.

The Gibbs team agents who are still struggling in the office are working overtime.

Bite!

Torbys Vernal, a senior FBI, a senior agent at the FBI in Washington, walked out of the elevator with a solemn face.

He came over this time with bad news.

"Agent Vernal?" Kate, who was flipping through the materials, noticed Vernal walking in.

Vernal nodded slightly at Kate and then went straight to the point: "Agent Gibbs, where is he?" Agent Todd. ”

"He went out. Call his number to contact him. ”

"I did, but he didn't answer."

Tony, who was once again killed by the car explosion, interjected, "What the hell is going on?" ”

Vernal frowned and turned his head to look at Tony, who was eating Chinese fast food, and said, "Ali, Ali Hanswari is here again." ”

"What?" Tony stood up directly.

"You let that madman go home without informing us?" Kate's tone was even more angry.

Ali Hanswari.

A member of an Israeli spy organization who once took care of the NCIS's dissection room......

Also Gibbs's old rival.

Fornal explained: "This time he should come back to help us find the stronghold of the terrorist organization Al Qaeda in the SAR." ”

Tony, who was sitting in his chair, listened to Vernal's words and asked, "What do you mean by what you should mean?" ”

"We now think the reason he's here is for personal reasons......

With that, Vernal looked at Kate and said, "He's planning to kill Gibbs." ”

Kate, Tony, rookie McGee: "......"

The next day.

While Mark's flight was still in the skies, Gibbs's squad was still fighting on the front lines of the crime.

"Listen, if you want to go with us to check the contractor today, you're going to have to wear body armor." Kate, who had just made a bunk in the office, moved her body and said to Gibbs.

Because Gibbs almost fell victim to Ali's way last night.

Between the opinion of the Director of the Office of Investigations of NCIS.

Kate, who once protected the president, became Gibbs's temporary bodyguard.

Gibbs glanced at the body armor in Kate's hand and said, "Aren't you supposed to get married today?" ”

"Yes, it's a night flight, and you're going, you're on Mark's guest list."

"Huh."

"Put it on."

Gibbs smiled and took the body armor that Kate handed over.

McGee and Tony next to him were silently sorting out their equipment.

That's when it happened.

"Da Da ......"

Removing the gothic makeup and smoothing out the hair, Abby appeared in the bridesmaid dress that Kate gave her yesterday.

As soon as he appeared, he directly attracted all the attention of Gibbs's office staff.

Kate was even more surprised and said, "Wow, I thought it wouldn't fit." ”

"It's just the right size for me." Abby walked up to Kate and said, "I'm looking forward to your bridal dress now." ”

Kate smiled.

I couldn't help but think of something.

Saying.

The clothing aspect is all handled by Mark.

Kate remembers not telling Mark Abby how big she was to wear.

How did Mark know?

……

"Ahh

"God bless you."

“…… Thank you. ”

Mark smiled at an old man with glasses and a white beard sitting next to him.

After rubbing his nose, he looked out through the window.

Almost there.

Mark thought to himself, stretched in his seat, and then casually glanced at the old man next to him.

The old man was drawing with a sketch pen on the snow-white top.

That hand speed.

I can't tell that the person with this hand speed will be an old man with a mediocre appearance, glasses like a toad, and a snow-white beard.

Soon.

Sketches appear on the white paper.

Roof.

Three.

Armed.

Not much.

A sketch appears.

Before Mark could speak out in curiosity, the old man turned the page again and continued to draw quickly with a sketch pen.

It's just that this time the picture is a week that makes Mark's eyebrows inadvertent.

It's still the roof somewhere.

It's still three people with guns.

Only this time.

One fell to the ground.

Eyebrow piercing!

When I saw this picture.

Mark's heart pounded suddenly.

An inexplicable feeling appeared in Mark's heart.

What's the situation?

While Mark was wondering, the old man had already finished painting the second drawing.

After turning a page.

The old man's right hand, which had just put down the pen, was also inexplicable.

The next second.

The old man smiled to himself, as if he had thought of something interesting.

Immediately hand speed was restored.

Mark only felt a little dizzy.

But I still held back the beating of my heart and continued to look.

It's still the roof of a building.

It's still the three stickmen who made two stops in one trip.

Merely.

After the old man described this picture, he quickly drew circles around the stickman lying on the ground.

Forthwith.

Smack.

Mark grew his mouth and looked at the five colored pencils that suddenly appeared in the old man's hand.

What is the situation?

Mutants?

Or a tentacle monster?

I saw that the old man's five strokes were activated, and the stickman who fell to the ground instantly glowed from his abdomen under the brush, and then disappeared......

Mark blinked and introduced himself, "Mark Louis." ”

The old man glanced up at Mark and then bared his front teeth and said in a very full tone, "Stan, but a lot of people call me Lee." ”

Mark: "......"

"Sir."

"Sir."

Just as Mark was shocked by the name, a voice suddenly seemed to come from overhead.

Not much.

Mark opened his eyes and looked at a flight attendant standing in front of him.

The stewardess smiled at Mark and said, "Sir, we have arrived at the Washington airport. ”

Mark was stunned.

Look out the window......