As Frank continued to beg for mercy, Tank mercilessly started to massage Frank's upper body with his big fist.

Why not massage the lower body? Because the tank is really much taller than Frank. Even though his arm span is indeed long enough, the tank still has no way to do it if he wants to massage the lower body.

The temptation of one million dollars, coupled with Mark's game level, is really not a compliment, and the tank really needs to hurry up.

Frank instantly felt that he was hit by a car, and it was hit continuously.

The severe pain made Frank know that his bones must have been broken several times by the man like a giant beast in front of him.

Frank was about to howl, but before he could shout, the tank punched him in the face and smashed his howl back.

"game, over!" As the character controlled by Mark died, the vulture immediately called out the tank that was still ready to swing the fist. The two mercenaries standing next to the tank immediately walked up and resisted the tank's arm.

Tank was very upset. Why couldn't Mark's game level improve a little? He just was just busy massage Frank with his fists. After asking a question at the beginning, he forgot to ask again.

This time Mark did not designate any more personnel, but said to the vulture, "Next, vulture, you can arrange the order, the rules are the same as at the beginning."

After saying that, Mark lowered his head and began to look at the phone in his hand.

Mark played a small game of fighting level. After passing through some simple levels in front, it was really difficult for the big bosses to fight behind.

At the beginning, I could play for two or three minutes, but at the end, dozens of seconds were considered good. This made the members of the hunting sword team who took turns to fight were speechless. They went up one by one and used methods without saying a word. After ten or twenty seconds, they asked once, but Frank did not answer, so he continued to use methods.

Even the most exaggerated time, Mark just resurrected the character in the game and was killed instantly by the monster boss. The player who was on his turn was in trouble.

When he walked to Frank, he had already made various plans and thoughts in his mind, but before he could use his methods, Mark's game ended, and then the team member was directly squeezed aside by others.

After a whole round, everyone except the vultures took turns, but they still didn't pry Frank's mouth open.

Actually, I can't say that, because except for Frank's a little sober at the beginning, he was beaten stupidly when he arrived later. His head might have been hit too many times, and his whole face was swollen.

In just a few minutes, Frank seemed to have felt the most terrifying thing in the world. If it weren't for the iron chain, Frank would definitely not be able to stand here now.

Seeing everyone stopping, Mark also stopped the game in his hand, "Have you turned it all over? Captain Vulture, why don't you go over and try it?"

The vulture shook his head, "No, this Frank is already a little confused and dizzy. When you go forward at this time, it's too short to be able to pry his mouth open."

Mark raised his middle finger, "f**k, are you suggesting that my game level is too bad!"

After cursing, Mark stood up and stuffed his phone into his pocket, "Okay, I admit, my game level is indeed average. I find that there are a little problems with the design of this game designer."

The people next to him kept complaining in their hearts. This was obviously because of the poor level, and they started to blame the designer.

This is a very ordinary level-breaking game, and no designer will give the previous three or four levels to super difficult design.

The computer master in the hunting knife team also tried it just now. He could pass more than ten levels in one go with his life and just casually.

He walked slowly to Frank, looking at Frank, who was originally very clean and exquisite, and became the appearance that no one can recognize. Mark shook his head with regret, "Why not cooperate honestly? What are the benefits for you to bear it? Do you really want to bring this money and die together?"

Hearing Mark's voice, Frank barely opened his swollen eyes, which were so swollen that he couldn't see his eyes, and his teeth were knocked off, and his leaking mouth said intermittently, "You really recognized the wrong person, I'm not Pierce!"

"I'm a math teacher at Madison Community College. My entire possession is less than 100,000 US dollars, and it's not as much money as you said."

Looking at Frank who could spit three mouthfuls of blood with one word, Mark shook his head, "Do you know, I've already started investigating your news before Pierce, you've appeared in front of me today."

"I originally had other things to do today, but you must come to me several times, so I can only bring you here."

"Pierce, the similarity between you two is almost 90%, but there are still slight differences in many details and habits."

"I got the physical examination report from Madison Community College math teacher Frank a year ago, and someone just took a little of your blood and went to compare."

"You two have different blood types, let alone other things."

"I also got two files of the case. One was in the United States, where a car had an accident and caught fire. The driver was burned beyond recognition. The other was in Germany, where a Brazilian plastic surgery expert was shot dead by several black people."

"To be honest, I don't need to investigate, I know that these two cases are definitely not related to you."

"I can tell you very clearly that I don't know any means of torture, so I gave you to them to deal with it. Unfortunately, their level can only be average and they cannot reach the professional level at all."

"If I don't hand over the money, I can guarantee you that you will die here today, and if you hand over the money, you will be useless to me. Believe me, I will definitely not kill people in France because of a useless waste, causing myself a lot of trouble."

Mark gently patted Frank on the shoulder, "Think about it."
Chapter completed!