"Justin..."

"mark……"

Half an hour later, after walking out of the apartment, Mark looked at the man walking out of a 1994 black Honda with expressionless face and nodded formally.

Justin Bellon!

The FBI hostage negotiation expert looks similar to a young man who is hiding in Hollywood.

But his professionalism was first-class. He spent three days and three nights to force a robber who took hostages in the bank to put down his weapons and surrender himself...

Although his professionalism is first-class, Mark still can't stand Justin.

Nothing else!

Mainly, Justin refused to use violence, even facing the most dangerous criminals...

After glanced at Justin, who was full of smiles and was soft and blonde, Mark directly snatched the coffee he was holding in his hand without hesitation, and said lightly: "Go through the process quickly, I'm so strong!"

After saying that, he ordered a junior police officer who was guarding the guard position, "Who, bring me a chair."

"Boss..." Jack next to him couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and looked around the reporters and media around the cordon and said, "It's not a good impact!"

For Mark's free will, to be honest, Jack's desire to survive is still very strong!

Justin, who was slender and scratched at the corner of his eyes, couldn't help but shake his head, looked at Mark and said, "It seems that you haven't learned the last lesson yet!"

Mark smiled coldly and said without hesitation: "For terrorists, the best way is to kill them cleanly..."

"But now there are hostages..."

"Killing one person can save ten people, and the blood of the ninety-three dead is not cold yet!"

"You..." Justin couldn't help but relax and said to Mark: "Anyway, there are hostages present, and I have the final say here. Unless I agree to your strong attack, you can wait to go to the federal court."

After saying that, Justin waved toward the female companion who had not spoken around him.

Under the protection of two special police officers, he ran quickly towards the apartment...

Mark looked at Justin walking into the apartment with a blank expression and smiled disdainfully.

He glanced at the third floor of the building facing the apartment, picked up the intercom and asked, "Sniper, can you see clearly the situation inside?"

"No, sir!"

Mark scratched the back of his head, and it was actually the most nonsense to encounter such a situation.

Snipers cannot kill, and strong attack cannot be strong!

I could only wait for the hostage negotiation team stupidly.

This feeling!

Very bad!

Mark looked up at the shifting sun, narrowed his eyes and said, "Who is not good at sending me? Justin has to send me to the limitless."

The three people standing next to him twitched slightly when they heard this.

With such a boss, he was promoted very quickly, but he was forced to agree with some of Mark's wonderful views from time to time.

For example, drinking coffee without adding sugar is simply anti-human.

besides!

All kinds of wonderful rules.

Especially Rule 1, the three of them directly customized a dagger that can be hidden in their belts from Stark's high-end customized weapon counter at their own expense!

quite a while!

"Mad, is this guy going to grind his mouth until forty-eight hours?"

Mark looked speechlessly as several officers walked into the apartment with two boxes of pizza.

My mood is even more unhappy!

I remember that in the past, terrorists would have treated this way in the 1990s.

Also, pizza, I'm almost the same as eating my grenade...

As a result, in the blink of an eye, it felt like the whole picture had changed.

It seems that these days, the terrorists who take hostages are the real masters!

"Boss, give it!"

Mark glanced at the burger that Jack handed over, was silent for a while, and took it hatefully.

I took a big bite!

According to Jiu Mei, his sea of ​​divine is almost the same as that of the Pacific Ocean.

What the result is...

I can’t use any superpowers, and I have to wait for Jiu Mei to complete the construction. I will consider the next step of development depending on the repair situation!

It's just fucking!

"You are scolding me again. Mark!"

"...I didn't, you heard it wrong!"

"…scumbag!"

After automatically blocking Jiu Mei's voice, Mark smiled slightly as he looked at Justin, who was holding his helmet from the apartment!

He stood up and said, "Can you attack forcefully?"

Justin glanced at Mark and then said, "Hatu wants to talk directly to you!"

"……"mark!

At the entrance of the third floor of the apartment, squatting behind the explosion-proof shield. Mark directly ignored Justin's warning eyes and said loudly to the 302: "Hatu, I'm Louis. Now I'm here, you can surrender."

"Hahaha--" The voice of a middle-aged man with magnetic and external voices came from 302, saying, "Surrender, you have defiled my sister, and you still want me to surrender!"

"Master drafting, Alia and I are in a free relationship. Your god still cares about this. Call him out and eat my big bird!" Mark shouted inside with anger.

"But you just sold my sister to the US government."

"I am an FBI agent. National security is my responsibility. What do you want to express?"

Mark rolled up his sleeves, threw away Justin, who was pulling him tightly, and shouted inside: "You have the ability to wait inside. Your uncle, I will go in alone, and say goodbye to you..."

There was silence in room 302 for a while, then Hatu's voice came out and said, "Okay, I also want to see what the person who killed my sister looked like!"

"Alia was killed by you, you stupid!" Mark said without any affection, and he was striking at the tattered room 302.

It made everyone in the corridor lose their minds for a few seconds!

"What are you doing..." Justin lowered his voice even more, looking at Mark who did not play according to the rules with disbelief and said, "Why are you angry with him? What if the hostages are injured or killed?"

Mark took off the pistol and weapon in his hand and said, "Didn't you see that he came to me specifically?"

"... Then you can't go in alone!"

"Then you come in?"

Mark looked at Justin who didn't make a sound. This guy has the best lip skills and is useless other than that!

While at Yale school, Mark lost several times to this guy.

Until now, Mark is still worried about this matter!

God knows why Justin, who can clearly become a partner of TNT, a company in New York, came with him when he heard that he entered the FBI.

You can't have any inappropriate thoughts about Mark!

Pause!

Mark stood up directly from behind the explosion-proof shield, raised his hands and said to Room 302: "I'm here now, put away the fire sticks you brought out of the third country..."

Everyone's expressions were demented!

"Boss, can I break him up?"

"Damn it, this guy is so crazy..."

"I want to kill him now..."

Justin listened to the sound of the eavesdropping device inside the pizza box he had just brought over.
Chapter completed!