It's like the definition Mark gave himself before.

He's not a villain.

Yes.

Since he is not a villain, the bottom line Mark should still have.

Like what...... This thing about Roger Murto.

There was a pause.

Mark looked at his fiancée who came out of the main building, put down the teacup in his hand and asked with a smile, "How is it?" ”

Kate shook the delicate mobile phone in her hand with a smile on her face and said, "Of course, it has been agreed, so when will we leave?" ”

Mark chuckled, "Now." ”

After speaking.

Mark's right hand repeatedly lit up a pentagram between his fingers, and then began to draw circles with a faint blue firelight.

Mark's exclusive portal relies on the underworld to access all the places shrouded in the underworld.

What the?

Thirty-Eight Earth is not under the jurisdiction of the underworld?

Let's put it this way.

Wherever the king goes, life and death will return to the underworld.

Without exception......

It stands to reason that the Mark can draw circles directly without using his own Pentagram coins.

But Earth 38 is a different universe after all.

Giving a little respect is a benefit.

Besides.

If you don't force open the blue portal with a pentagram coin, the ghost knows if it will be detected by the gods in the main universe next door.

The next second.

Bite!

With a slight movement of his thumb, Mark tossed the pentagram coin in his hand in an instant.

Moment.

The morning stars are shining picturesquely......

The dark blue portal instantly expanded rapidly from point to surface.

In a flash.

An alien who was lying on the couch eating pizza in the apartment with no memory on his mind stared at the abruptly expanded periphery of a large array of pentagrams, a portal full of blue flames.

Boom.

Kara swallowed the pizza in her mouth at the speed of a superwoman, staring at an acquaintance with a big belly on the other side of the portal.

Kate looked at the alien little sister who was still the same as she remembered, and couldn't help but shake her head and smiled.

Kate, who was about to enter the portal to reunite with Kara, suddenly turned to look at Mark and said, "What about you?" ”

"I've arranged it."

"That's good."

Mark smiled softly and directly called out to the vertigo who was bored in the basement and turned into a Dodge Tomahawk, and then carefully escorted Kate into the portal.

Boom!

The dark blue portal closes in an instant.

The pentagram turned into a morning star also drifted down with the wind.

Federal Building.

"Good morning, Debbie."

"Z, you wouldn't use the bar as a bedroom again last night, would you?"

"Debbie, I've got the documents ready and sent them to your mailbox."

"I know, by the way, is there another one of your informants, remember to report it, don't forget the procedure."

"Well, I will."

Debbie, dressed in a yellow down jacket, happily greeted others and walked towards her office.

When he was still thirty meters away from his office, he stopped in an instant.

A guy appeared at the door of her office that wasn't supposed to be here.

Debbie's thin lips with purple lipstick were slightly curved up to look at Jack at the door of her office, and she said with a squeezed expression, "Wow, let's see who came down to check the work?" Isn't this our Deputy Director? ”

Jack looked helpless.

Debbie glanced at Jack who was blocking the door of her office, and with a touch of her waist, she directly brushed Jack aside, opened the door of her office with her fingerprints, and said without replying: "The deputy director is not in his own office, how can he come to me when he is free to guide the daily work of the Supervision Bureau?" ”

Jack was just about to speak.

Debbie, who threw her bag on her couch, turned around and pointed at Jack and said, "I know, want to revisit the old place to experience it?" But I'm sorry, I opened your office and turned it into my lounge. ”

Jack was speechless again.

Finally, after Debbie finished speaking, Jack hurriedly talked about the main thing he came this time: "The boss came to work at nine o'clock this morning." ”

Debbie, who was turning on her computer, paused, and her gaze moved up to Jack's rose-like face, with a strange expression.

Jack didn't finish but nodded solemnly.

Debbie gasped and hurriedly looked at the time she had just bought a valuable watch for herself yesterday.

Debbie blinked.

That's right.

Half past nine.

It's normal working hours.

It's normal...... What the hell.

When did the boss ever go to work during normal hours?

Or rather.

Every month, the FBI has a full attendance award.

There are twelve months in a year.

Mark's ability to get a month's worth of money is already earth-shattering news.

Not to mention today.

Debbie's eyes rolled, she got up directly, squeezed her eyebrows at Jack, and instantly walked towards the door.

Seeing this, Jack hurriedly chased after him.

Federal Building Superintendent's Office Floor.

As soon as Debbie stepped out of the elevator, she saw the blonde secretary who had just come out of the director's office.

The blonde secretary also had a strange and confused expression on her face.

Debbie went up and asked, "What's wrong with Beve?" ”

The blonde secretary didn't seem to hear.

After Debbie called again, the blonde secretary came back to her senses, looked down at the documents in her arms, and said in disbelief: "The director has just reviewed and signed the backlog of documents for three months." ”

“…… What the? ”

"No, Maggie and I are going to come over for a vacation ......in the afternoon," Debbie said, quickly putting on the brakes and keeping silent.

If Debbie dared to say this in a normal way, the blonde secretary promised to question Debbie's safety level.

But now?

The blonde secretary turned his head to look at the office door that he had just been brought in, and then looked at Debbie and Jack with a look of surprise and said, "Anyway, the director is weird today, you guys be careful." ”

After speaking.

The blonde secretary shook her head as if she shuddered, and walked towards her secretary's office......

There are quirks.

The blonde secretary pondered to herself.

When the blonde secretary entered his office, Jack and Debbie glanced at each other and then looked at the closed office door.

"You knock?"

"Why? You're all deputy commissioners. ”

"The boss likes you the most."

“…… It's the truth. ”

After making eye contact, Debbie gave Jack a look of deep disdain, and then reached out her right hand and knocked on the door in front of her in a fist.

The knock was followed by silence.

Not much.

"Please come in." Mark's familiar voice came from within the office.

Listening to the familiar voice, Debbie and Jack's expressions were even more wrong.

Come in?

Is this the line of the eldest of their family?

With a hint of confusion, confusion, and a bit of uneasiness, Debbie pulled down the doorknob and pushed open the office door.

Inside the living room.

[Mark], who was sitting on the sofa and tasting Bourbon, looked at Jack and Debbie who walked in and smiled and said, "Is there something wrong?" ”

Jack and Debbie looked at each other again.

The next second.

In an instant, the gun shot like a dragon and aimed at Mark on the sofa......

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