Chapter 519 Uneasiness (3)

As a man who had already entered a state of madness, what Mark said was nothing but nonsense.

He fumbled around with red eyes for the key. Just as he was about to touch the corner there, Mark suddenly made efforts to shake off Richie's hand from his head.

Perhaps because he knew that he was about to find something, his impression of Mark was still the impression of a weak chicken, so he did not pay much attention to it.

In search of the faint light, he took the key from the person behind him.

But he was hit by a fist on the head. Even before he fainted, he was still very relieved, as if he had been very worried about him. Perhaps it was because he was about to get the key that he would be able to see Consuela very soon.

That was why he had that kind of expression on his face.

Hearing that, Mark sighed and put the key away. "I'm sorry, Richie. I did it for your own good. You have to remember my kindness. You can't return the kindness with hatred."

What he did just now was only to make trouble, but was afraid that this man would do something stupid, which would lead to a bad ending for him.

All in all, he didn't want anything bad to happen to them.

Luckily, the safest place for them was in the car. So he just rolled up the windows.

When he turned around, he happened to see a man's enlarged and wretched face. That man was exactly the one he saw choking on the cigar just now!

All of a sudden, they made eye contact. The man looked at him with a strange expression and asked confusedly, "Where do you come from?"

His subordinates were all people from all over the country. They were not friends to him. But they are capable.

He hadn't seen anyone that could get close to Richie. However, he didn't hear what they were talking about just now. He could tell that

ight, there was even a little light.

What a good excuse.

Mark was angry, but he could not help but look at this man indifferently.

He had a pair of dark brown and watery eyes. His face was tender and a little pink than many women's. He had a straight nose, but his face was leaning to one side.

As if he felt very aggrieve. He kept on asking about it, which was worse than a beast.

However, if Mark was a woman, probably this honey trap would be more useful. However, at this moment, only that man with an obscene face almost vomited.

Although he didn't have a good-looking face, he could not accept the fact that men might be able to have sex with him. Even if he wanted to accept, he would like the beautiful and flirtatious Richie, who looked not decent at all.

He wouldn't like a man like Mark, who could make people feel the masculine smell from his body, especially the man.

"Buddy, stop the disgusting look on your face. I'm afraid I can't control myself later and want to slap you to death."

If this should be a hero, he would lose the trust of his subordinates and might be reprimanded by someone who had long been unhappy with him.

Then everything would be destroyed.