The greater his ability, the more wronged he was. Fortunately, Ge Zhen was still young, so he could vent his stubbornness and run away from home like an angry boy.

It’s like a family. Children think that their parents don’t love them anymore. They leave home in sadness and choose to wander around the world. However, parents always care about them. Even if they don’t look for them, they must know where their children are and whether they are living well.

Ge Zhen left with anger. After all, he is still young, and since he is young, there is nothing wrong with it.

The Soldier's password group is still left to him. Whether to use it or not is another matter, but what should be given must be given, and no one wants him to die.

But Lao Yang could no longer find Ge Zhen, because after Ge Zhen went out, he completely turned into another person, and he completely erased the traces of the soldiers.

Paris, France.

Mark, who had just climbed off a lady, hummed a small song, stood in the bathroom with a bath towel and brushed his teeth, feeling extremely comfortable.

"Dear, I want it." A lazy voice came from the bed in the bedroom. The guy got angry and the bath towel was lifted up.

"Little **, I'll deal with you later." Mark said, gritting his toothbrush, "You must know that I have been born and died in employment. I will use the battlefield charge to make you cry loudly, haha."

There was no longer a sound in the bed, and it seemed that the noble lady was waiting quietly.

Mark hurriedly finished brushing his teeth, rushed towards the bedroom impatiently, and lifted the bath towel on his body.

"Little**, I'll do it!"

A frightened scream came from his mouth. The charming lady lay quietly on the bed, revealing half of her plump body, and a man wearing a golden mask sat at the head of the bed.

"Who are you?" Mark shouted after being frightened, "Do you know who I am? Take off your mask, or I will wait and wait. I actually have no malice, just a natural reaction that suddenly appears in my bedroom."

Facing the gun, all he could do was raise his hands and quickly explain to the other party.

"Hehehe, man, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive. Everyone is a person with identities. Are you the guest of this little **'s visitor or the killer sent by her husband?" Mark said with regret: "Sorry, I don't want to be like this either. I know it may cause harm to you, but I will compensate you. Do you need money or something? Do you have enemies? It's the kind of enemy that wants him to die? You can give it to me. Let me tell you the truth. I have many friends, all of whom are big devils who kill without blinking."

"Why are you brushing your teeth?" A hoarse voice rang.

"How should I explain the problem of brushing my teeth?" Mark said helplessly: "Maybe I want to brush my teeth, maybe I want to have a better experience, you know, if you don't brush your teeth clean, you will always feel awkward when you lick it, so damn it, I promise I haven't really entered her body, I promise! In fact, I'm the duck she called, do you know? Duck, I'm actually a senior duck."

The pistol slowly turned, and Mark moved towards the table next to him as he spoke.

"This is a capital world, there is nothing wrong with capital. Capital can do whatever it wants, and it is nothing wrong with it. Men like to play with women, and women also like to play with men. I just happen to be a good painter with very flexible fingers, so many women who control capital want to prostitute me, and they have to try my tongue outside my fingers. Oh my God, it's so shameful to say it, but the problem is that I have to bow my head under the power of capital, so"

Suddenly, Mark pulled out a submachine gun from behind the table and shouted at the person who came: "Miscellaneous, die!"

After saying that, he pulled the trigger to the end.

"Click!"

The firing needle was empty and did not hit the tumbling he wanted.

"What's going on? Why is it not easy to use?" Mark kept pulling the trigger.

"Because the bullet is here with me."

The voice came to Mark's ears, no longer hoarse, but something he was very, very familiar with.

"Wait" Mark widened his eyes: "I know your voice, I know it too much. You deserve to die. Boss, you can't scare me like this, it will scare me out of shape."

The person who came was Ge Zhen. After he came out, he went to Paris to look for Mark first.

"I didn't see you die." Ge Zhen stood up, looked at the woman on the bed and looked at Mark again: "Your taste has changed. You no longer wear a human skin mask to steal other people's wives?"

"Hahahaha, it's not that the taste has changed, but that I need a girlfriend." Mark laughed and threw away the submachine gun and walked over: "Boss, why are you elusive? I haven't seen you for a long time, and I almost want to die. By the way, why do you wear such a mask? It looks very evil and majestic!"

When he recognized Ge Zhen, he was relaxed and excited because he had indeed not seen Ge Zhen for a long time.

"How long have you been back?" Ge Zhen asked.

"For a while, Bald men refused to take me to play, so they told me to get out. These fools, they never know what my greatest value is, and they never understand what importance Mark is."

Speaking of this, Mark was worried that he was kicked out by Jason and the others.

"I have to kick you out too. You can sleep with the mistress of a drug lord. Why should you sleep with his mother? Your taste is so heavy that it is unimaginable."

"Hey, boss, it's a stepmother, not a real mother."

""

Mark does have real skills, but he is never a good person. As long as he is idle, he will definitely do something.

Given that he was not needed for the next training, Jason kicked him out and let him go as far as he could. He wanted to play women and go to normal society.

"Make a human skin mask for me." Ge Zhen said.

"Make your human skin mask?" Mark frowned, and suddenly became so scared that he pissed on the ground. His knees softened and his knees fell.

"Plop!"

This guy kneels so happily, and you can tell how painful it sounds.

"Boss, I swear I never have this kind of idea. Even if I have this kind of idea, I wouldn't dare." Mark was almost crying and explained to Ge Zhen: "How dare I do this? I still want to live and play for a few more years. I want to believe me, even if my bald wife sleeps, I dare not beat me."

"I just want to kill myself." Ge Zhen said.

"Hmm? Kill yourself?" Mark looked puzzled.

"Yes, I'm going to kill myself."

Ge Zhen slowly took off Chi You's mask from his face and revealed his current face.

Mark was shocked. He felt that the boss in front of him was a completely devil and he didn't need to wear makeup when acting in horror movies.

"Who did this? Hear someone to kill him!"

Mark screamed, furious.
Chapter completed!