Chapter 808: Murdered
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Son of Marvel’s God
- Call Me Michelle
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- 2021-01-30 03:27:09
Chapter 827
Although Mark knows that moral kidnapping is a bit bad.
It is even more immoral to tie some innocent and injured family members of the victims to their own chariot.
But compared to those disgusting politicians, Mark felt that what he did was pretty good. From the beginning to the end, Mark did not force them to stand on the same line as himself. This kind of thing depends entirely on personal choice.
Mark can also comfort himself. After all, he did not force or force them to make a choice, but Mark did not do so. Mark believed that what he did should be brave.
It’s just that there are some things that can’t be said yet, maybe in a hundred years, maybe after you leave this world, everyone can understand the secret of this matter.
In this way, everyone can make a fair judgment about Mark. Mark doesn't have much opinion on this, either.
It's just that Mark is now at this point in time. Without such thoughts, I also don't want such things to happen. This can also reduce a lot of trouble.
After his death, regardless of his flood, Mark's thoughts were simple, crude and direct.
Exciting family members surrounded the famous reporters, and the iron fist of love and justice has been beaten up. Where can they speak in good spirits? They just need a catharsis mouth when they have just lost their family members. Now they don’t have long eyes. The reporter is the best catharsis.
It's just that Mark hasn't planned to let the reporter die here, which is completely different from what he planned.
If this reporter died here, he would have another culprit.
So Mark ordered the security guards at the scene to stop the angry family members.
It is now acting like a fair organizer, without any tendency of emotion.
The fair and open performance is very good.
Mark said to the reporter: "If I were you, I would leave here now. I don't want to be torn to pieces by those angry family members."
The reporter still couldn't believe it, he couldn't believe that Mark, the famous devil, would let him go so easily.
The reporter tentatively asked Mark: "Are you really going to let me leave here?"
"Otherwise? Did you assassinate you halfway after you left, and then let you die on the street? I can't pass all the things here. Let everyone know that I am a nasty man who likes to kill and don't want to pass on the truth. Dirty bastard? Don't be kidding me, I know what you are doing better than you.
When I leave, I will send my hands to protect you and ensure that you will not have any accidents on the road. Go back home with peace of mind, and even let my subordinates shelter you for a period of time, not a month, of course, during this period, I will not charge you a penny. You only need to take what you see today and what happened Yes, write everything out.
But if you let me see you write some things that are not happening today in your report, even if the US military comes forward, the head will be sent to my desk, you can try it. "Mark's strategy of hitting a stick and giving a date is very good.
When the reporter heard this, he was amnesty, and he was more worried about whether he would encounter any attack on the way back.
The reporter wanted to say something, and Mark waved his hand. The reporter knew that Mark was giving a eviction order. If he didn't know how to stay here, it would be difficult to do it later.
Therefore, the reporter quickly left the scene with these two subordinates without any hesitation, and did not stay a little longer.
Planning as he thought, Mark also prepared the next step.
A fake drama is about to be staged.
The reporter rode the off-road vehicle provided by Mark towards New York.
But when the car was halfway through, a few missiles were launched towards the car they were riding in. The reporter watched that the souls of the missiles dragging the tail flames were about to fall. He had never seen such a big one. Battle.
Those lunatics are preparing to kill themselves!
The bodyguards in the car are not just waiting for you. The bodyguards with superpowers easily intercepted the missiles, and at the same time released a few of flames at the location of the missiles.
Embracing the flames and swallowing all the surrounding woods, by the way, the assailant was burned to death.
Although there was no way to hear his screams, the burning human figure ran out of the forest.
Looking at the attacker in the forest, the reporter couldn't help taking a breath. Someone was really preparing to assassinate themselves, killing others and planting the blame!
"These are?" the reporter asked the bodyguard beside him.
"As you can see, the boss has long expected that someone is going to kill you, so they are afraid that we will protect you. Those guys should be the attackers! But don’t worry, we will guarantee your safety. Within a month, you only need to spread everything you see in the media and it will be enough."
When the reporter heard the bodyguards, it was really grateful to say so, and excitedly said to the bodyguards: "I will surely pass all the things that happened to the public."
Over the years of working in this profession, many reports are actually false, or even without any evidence.
With just a few words and a little news, they can modify the real things at will, but the people just like to watch these things.
Regardless of whether it is true or false, for the people, this is just a little bit of news after a meal.
For the sake of performance, they can do anything and everything. This is a job for them, and it's no big deal.
However, what happened today has allowed him to rediscover his original intention of learning this profession as a reporter.
When I was young and energetic, why did I choose to be a news reporter? The reporter wanted to tell the people the truth.
This is the cruelty of reality, which has polished away his edges and corners, making him have to succumb to money, for his own life, for the rent, and for his girlfriend.
Once a person makes a concession, he will continue to make concessions, step by step, and ultimately irresistible.
When he reached the edge of the cliff, he jumped into the cliff, and the disaster was over.
Some people will not give in from the beginning, but they will also be completely broken after a short break, and the road of life has come to an end not long after they have gone.
New York City in an hour.
The reporter had rushed back to New York City smoothly. He immediately rushed into the editing room and handed over the manuscript he had written on the road to the editor-in-chief.
He excitedly spoke to the editor-in-chief, while still introducing the two bodyguards behind him.
The editor-in-chief is so sophisticated, he has faced so many storms, how could he not see it, he has already seen it, but it is hard to tell.
I can only smile attentively, look at the two bodyguards with a simple smile and say, "I'm really sorry for what happened today. It is really hard for you to protect my employees. It is a little bit small. Hard work, I hope you can still accept it."
There are no regulations in the company that do not allow company personnel to charge additional "commissions."
Mark would not put forward such stupid terms. Anyway, he is not short of money. Most things will be handed over to Mark. As cultivators, they need Mark's resources more.
Rather than a little cash, who would come with that little money, the salary provided by Mark is enough.
It is estimated that the money will be handed over to Mark on time to expand the company.
They are very aware that their current situation is completely tied to the company, and everything will be prosperous, and everything will be destroyed.
"If you worry too much, we will complete the task given to us by the boss. Of course, if you need security protection, we can also provide it. Also, this reporter, I may not be able to check in to work on time recently. Because there are several news sources. The media may invite him to participate in shows in the past, such as the recent talk show." One of the bodyguards said to the editor.
"No problem, no problem, these are small things, we are willing to cooperate, and we will report the most real things to the general public!"
"You are very good. After this action is over, I will talk to the boss and acquire your newspaper. Now the Superheroes Association needs a media that specializes in reporting heroes. I think you should be the first media!"
The bodyguards are also purely drawing pie.
Just draw cakes? As long as the other party is willing to listen, he can paint whatever he wants. In the end, he can only resign himself to his fate, or at least feel at ease.
The editor-in-chief smiled, and immediately dragged two stools, and even wondered if he could become this newly acquired newspaper in the future... Yes, it is no longer a newspaper, but the boss of the new media.
As for the original boss...you can stay cool.
The roadside and the reporter worked hard at writing, constantly revising the initial draft.
They found that there were still many things on the export that were not detailed enough to be added later, and the main board of the newspaper was densely covered, and some pictures and information even had to be placed on the second page.
Even so, they still did not stop their modifications.
"But I think it would be better to change this point here, so that it can show Mr. Komunen's generosity and empathy for these family members. The reprimand you must be written down to me. That is. It's very useful." The reporter who was told by the editor-in-chief Qian Xingwan asked him to recall all the details.
Remembering also agreed with a smile.
The two bodyguards responsible for security are now drinking coffee in the office, enjoying afternoon desserts and massage services brought by the beauty of the newspaper.
Do not misunderstand! It's a very formal massage!
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