Chapter 172: Golden Cicada Shelling (Second Update)
Lie on the ground!
Mark is dying!
acting, straight after his ex-girlfriend Mira, who won the Oscar for Best Supporting Actress three years older than Mark......
As for why Mark's blood isn't shining and shining now.
These days, Mark has also come up with a rough idea of self-research.
As long as that eerie dream appeared, the next day, Mark's blood was guaranteed to be sparkling and shining.
The dream does not appear, and Mark's blood is the color of ordinary blood.
It doesn't shine, it doesn't shine......
It's weird!
If Mark hadn't been able to open the door of the utility room, Mark would have absconded with the ninth sister......
How long has it been since Du Te traveled to the Pocket Universe and still hasn't returned home?
In this way, Mark is very sad, they have been together for thirty years, and the ninth sister still has not opened up to herself...... Heart!
Mark felt very disappointed!
Obviously, there is a golden finger with the highest Xianxia characteristics, but the golden finger is arguing all day and night until Mark dies, which is the day she goes home!
"Poofโ"
Thinking like this, Mark directly felt that he had been injured internally, and spit out a mouthful of blood and imprinted it on the white wall!
At this moment!
Stryker outside the cell was stunned.
It's not an exaggeration to say that Stryker looks like a dumbfounder......
Mark struggled hard, dragging his blood-covered body against the wall, his face was pale, and the corners of his mouth were even more far-fetched with a smile, and he looked at Stryker outside the cell very weakly and said: "Stryker, you can't catch that mutant criminal yourself, so you beat Magneto into a trick and let me replace this black cauldron, what about your conscience, has it been eaten by dogs?" โ
Stryker: "......"
Covering his chest, Stryker looked quite excited when he heard this, his face began to be rapidly congested, and he hurriedly took out a medicine bottle from his arms, poured out a small blue pill from it, and swallowed it directly!
His right hand pointed directly at Mark, whose face was gradually weakening and pale in the cell, and his arm was trembling even more with anger!
This moment!
Stryker finally knew what the hell Mark was up to, and listened to the constant roar of warplanes on the ground.
You don't need to turn on the TV or radio, Stryker knows that New York must be in chaos at this moment!
It's obvious!
Stryker felt like a stupid hat at this moment.
He heard Magneto's confession yesterday, so he went to the Federation Building to get someone if he didn't even think about it.
He originally thought that this could kill two birds with one stone......
And the result!
Like a stupid boar, he fell into the trap set by the hunter!
Stryker inhaled deeply and exhaled, looking at Mark as he leaned against the wall with a smile on his lips.
At this moment, the more Stryker looked at that smile, the more he felt that it was mocking his smile!
That's it!
Toot โ
"Sir......
Stryker watched the cell door open automatically, and threw the intercom with the sound directly against the wall!
Bang โ
The walkie-talkie instantly became torn apart on the wall!
Stryker strode into the cell, took out his rifle directly from his arms, aimed it at Mark who was leaning against the wall, and said with a hideous face: "Damn, you framed me?" โ
"Ahem...... Mark coughed up blood, looked at Stryker who was holding a pistol aimed at him, and said weakly: "Stryker, you are dead, your plot will not succeed, and it is impossible to blame me and the mutants for the assassination of the president, so as to provoke the government's hostility towards the mutants......"
"Bang!"
"Shit!" Stryker shot Mark directly in the right thigh, and then pointed the muzzle directly at Mark's forehead just as he was about to speak!
"Well said!"
"Who?"
Stryker was startled, and immediately turned his head to see Justin with a gloomy face as Attorney General Justin appeared behind him with Jack and Debbie, a kind of agent!
Click!
Click!
Click!
At the moment when Stryker turned around, Jack and Debbie, who were behind Justin, and a group of agents in the New York office saw the tragic situation of their boss, and they all took out their pistols and pointed them at Stryker who was holding a weapon.
Stryker was startled and turned to look at Mark, who was leaning against the wall.
"Smack-" The pistol in his hand also fell to the ground with a crisp sound!
Jack stepped forward in an instant and threw Stryker to the ground!
Debbie ran to Mark's side even more nervously, looking at the bloody body and the bloody bullet hole in her thigh.
It was even more atmospheric to directly pull out the gun and aim at Stryker, who was pounced on by Jack.
Mark hurriedly pushed Debbie's right hand to the side!
"Bang!"
The bullet hit the wall in an instant, blasting out a hole that was not too big or small!
"Boss......" Debbie hurriedly turned off the insurance, and looked at Mark who pushed her away in confusion!
An ugly smile appeared on Mark's weak face, and he shook his head and said, "There's no need to dirty your hands!" โ
Maggi's.
Now that Stryker has been killed, who is particularly responsible for the terrorist attack outside?
You can't drag the deputy director, who has only been in office for less than a month, to take the pot.
Mark is shameless, but he doesn't joke about the future of his peers.
As for Stryker!
Anyway, this guy is a villain, and Mark, who claims to be in the righteous chaos camp, has no psychological pressure when he gets pitted.
Besides, Stryker is military!
There is no psychological burden when it comes to pitting!
"Boss......" Debbie held Mark with both hands and yelled directly at the agent behind her, "Damn, what about the stretcher!" โ
Mark, who had fallen into Debbie's arms, closed his eyes slightly, and blinked again......
Suddenly made Debbie nervous, shook Mark's body and said loudly: "Boss, you must not sleep." โ
Mark, whose face was pale and bloodless, coughed slightly, and immediately let the wound on his body open again......
Mark smiled weakly, looked at Debbie and said, "I'll just sleep for a while!" โ
"Can't!" Debbie shook violently, stopping Mark from trying to fall asleep.
At this moment, Mark also has an urge to eat a dog!
He doesn't want to sleep either!
The devil knows why the bottle Vivian gave him purportedly had the side effect of drowsiness after a needle, which even the instrument could not detect!
Besides, Mark is still waiting to go into battle with an injury, make an appearance in front of the media reporters, and play up how the great director of the FBI in New York solved the case with injuries.
But for now!
Mark felt that his other calculation was that he couldn't make it!
In the blink of an eye, Mark opened his eyes and glanced at Debbie's rainy pear cheeks and the stretcher that was gradually clearing......
Debbie was stunned and looked at Mark's right hand, which landed naturally!
Slightly stunned!
The next second-
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