Kara flew into her apartment through the window with a dark face.

Mark followed closely behind.

Even if Kara was so slow that she understood something during that time.

Mark was mocking her flying pose.

If Kara hadn't had Xinshan's attack on the earth, he would have sent Mark thousands of miles away.

"Do you have nothing to do?"

"Isn't you the same? You don't want to make money. You like to be a voluntary policeman who has no money and is prone to blame."

“Today is the weekend.”

"so?"

"Go away."

Kara's face turned darker.

It is impossible to fight, but the skill of verbal cannon cannot match.

This made Kara even more uncomfortable.

Kate must have been blind.

Kara thought of it with certainty.

Sitting not far away, the otakus, Win Short, who was monitoring the police channel of Nashino, blinked his eyes and raised his right hand weakly and said to Kara: "Can you explain it?"

Carla made a crazy pose to Mark and then said to her colleague Win Short, who was secretly in love with him: "Mark Louis, Kate's fiancé, but I think it shouldn't be there soon."

Win Short: “…”

mark:"……"

If anyone else dared to say such a word, Mark would definitely make him regret appearing in the whole world.

But Kara?

Mark smiled slightly and planned to give Kara a chance.

after all.

If Kara is chopped up, Kate will definitely be very unhappy.

Kate was unhappy.

Little Mark is about to continue sleeping...

Just then.

“The bank in Sinaxino City at the intersection of Sixth Street and Spring Street was robbed by the bank.”

Its otaku Win Shotna was terrified into the police radio's intercom and heard another alarm.

Wen looked at Kara.

Kara nodded and then raised her arms and flew out of the window.

then.

There were only two men with big eyes left in Kara's apartment.

quite a while.

Mark smiled and took off his sunglasses and looked at the otaku Wen and said lightly: "There has never been a good end to licking dogs."

The otakus Wen's face turned black rapidly at the speed of burning coal.

This guy...is very annoying.

Mark laughed and sat on his own while sitting on the sofa, looking at a magazine on the coffee table.

The atmosphere was a little silent and accompanied by a little embarrassment.

Ten seconds later.

The otaku Wen looked at Mark with a puzzled expression on his face and asked, "What do you mean by licking dogs? I just like to help Kara."

"hehe."

Mark put down the magazine in his hand and looked at the otaku Wen and said, "Please, after you have seen through the dog licking, can you give some fresh words?"

The otaku Wen's face looked even worse.

It seemed as if someone had seen the secret hidden under the bed...

Mark shook his head.

If you talk about that industry, you have the most dog licking.

No one dares to say that the number one in the world is the first.

Paused.

Mark looked at the otakus Wen and said with a smile: "I have a way to help you chase Kara."

"...Really?" The otaku Wen Jiang was skeptical.

Mark nodded and said, "Of course, but you need to do me a favor first."

"……What."

Mark handed the bank card of hard money earned overnight from his arms to the otaku Wen and said, "There are 40 million in it."

“…for me?”

Mark's eyebrows were beating in the middle of his eyebrows and looked at the silly otaku Wen, who had a silly expression on his face, and he wanted to slap him directly to the Pacific Ocean.

So it’s the most annoying thing about licking dogs.

After taking a deep breath.

Mark said expressionlessly: "Help me turn the money around the world, and then transfer it from a bank in the East to an overseas bank account that helped me reopen."

Otaku Wen: "..."

Every it man is just an otaku in normal times.

but.

Any top-notch otakus who has the best skills can transform into a top money laundering expert at any time as long as he wants.

Otaku Wen is no exception.

In just three minutes.

Mark's hard money this night has been swapping the financial institutions of every country in the world...

Not long.

Mark took the note with the overseas bank account number and password written.

The otaku Wen looked at Mark with anticipation.

Mark always speaks and believes in his words.

After putting away the notes, Mark said directly: "First of all, don't shave your beard. Your beardless face doesn't match your suit."

The otaku Wen was silent for a while and looked at the T-shirt on his body and said, "I... am not wearing a suit."

"The second thing is to wear a suit, the suit is very direct and clear at a glance."

“…”

"The third thing is to take off the cartoon table on your arm. You are a man, not a boy."

The otaku Wen silently took off the cartoon watch on his wrist without a glance and prepared to stuff it in...

Under Mark's gaze, the otaku Wen threw the cartoon table into the trash can not far away.

Mark's eyes stayed on the body shape of the otakus Wen for two or three seconds.

Repeat with the right hand.

He took out a brand new suit that had not been split yet and handed it to the otaku Wen and said, "Go and change it."

The otaku took the suit bag and the leather shoes he received were stunned.

He looked at the specifications of the suit and said in a daze: "How do you know how big I am wearing?"

Mark sneered and didn't explain.

What a joke.

Do you really think it is so easy to be a scumbag who can handle a strange woman in just ten seconds?

It's no exaggeration to say.

Every scumbag has the best knowledge reserves.

Just a glance.
To be continued...