A Certain Marvel Super Player Chapter 271

"Task name: "Lorraine Broughton!"

"Task rewards: "Achievement Points*10W", "Potential Points*10W", "Treasure Discount Coupon (30% off)*1"

"Mission description: "You suddenly discovered that it seems that this story that is inextricably related to you has just begun..."

"Task remarks: "Your interest is the motivation for the system to issue tasks. However, you are the boss and you are in charge. If you choose to refuse, you can extract (convince people with reason (force)) the task reward."

"Mission progress: "80%"

Locke looked at this speechlessly. So far, there seems to be 20% of the unfinished tasks.

This task cannot be said to be the most rewarding task.

but……

This special meow is definitely the most time-consuming task.

In front of the street lamp pendant, also when.

He even met Anonymous, and from the information he gave, he knew who this Lorraine Broughton was.

So, why wasn't the mission accomplished?

"Could it be that my posture to complete the task is not right?"

"impossible."

"Lorraine Broughton, isn't this mission to let me know who Lorraine Broughton is?"

"I also know, and I also know who Lorraine Broughton is. What else can I do? I can't let me dig out the bones of Lorraine Broughton, face to face, right?"

"Is there another explanation?"

Locke blinked.

As always, the system didn't respond at all to Locke's confusion. At this moment, how much he hoped that there would be Master Tang by his side to translate it for him.

Translation translation, what, what, it's called Lorraine Broughton!

Cindy, who was sitting opposite, was very happy when she saw Locke and Gwen nodding: "Then it's settled, next Saturday, we will go to the villa on Long Island for a party."

"Row!"

Gwen laughed, then, stunned for a moment, looked up at Cindy: "Wait, Long Island?"

Cindy nodded: "Yes, what's wrong?"

Gwen shook his head. "Isn't it in Manhattan?"

Cindy looked at Gwen helplessly: "My parents weren't home this week, it doesn't mean they won't be home next week. If I put the party at home, trust me, they'll go crazy."

"That Long Island..."

"I bought it with Kahn."

On Gwen's head, three small question marks lined up and squeezed out, blinking: "What is it, you and Kahn... bought it?"

Cindy smiled and said: "I set up a joint account with Kahn, and then, the villa that I bought, you can go to Long Island for a vacation in the summer or when, you and Locke can also do it, these few years , the real estate in Long Island is quite good, and it can be regarded as an investment.”

Gwen blinked.

joint account?

Me and Locke?

Gwen was told by Cindy, and some, involuntarily looked to the side drinking the mineral water in front of him, but it was actually Locke of vodka.

Locke returned to his senses, looked at Gwen, and under the gazes of Cindy and Kahn, he snorted and looked at Gwen: "Gwen, I said, I won't sign a prenuptial agreement, and I don't know anything about investing. "

Mainly to invest in this stuff, Locke feels a little troublesome.

The most important point is that the system never publishes making money as a task. It seems that when Locke was poor and poor, he was certain that if he made money as a task, Locke would explode.

so.

Whether it's a bonus of 40 million yuan on the surface, or a fund of nearly 20 million yuan in an overseas family trust, they are all dead, and they don't even get a special regular interest rate.

on the way back.

Gwen flipped through the pages. Just after dinner, the information that Cindy sent before leaving was all about the data analysis of Long Island real estate sent by the Long Island broker at that time.

"What do you think." Gwen looked up at Locke: "We also open a joint account?"

Locke, as always, said, "Yes."

Gwen looked at the smiling Locke: "I'm serious, Locke."

Locke's face was slightly upright, and he looked at Gwen with a smile: "I never lied to you, Gwen."

"Then, we can try."

"Okay, you can call Pepper and ask her to do a favor and open a joint account with Stark Bank for us, and I'll transfer the money in later."

"……no."

Gwen frowned, "I'm not as rich as you are."

"I'm not going to sign a prenuptial agreement."

"That's not OK."

Gwen shook his head: "Join the account, when the time comes, we will pay out 500,000 together, which will add up to 1 million. That's enough."

"One million? What can I do?"

Gwen's eyelids jumped, but when he thought of Locke's purchase of the Xingchen Building at the time, he swiped the card without blinking, as well as the extravagance in daily life, rolled his eyes, and was too lazy to talk to Locke for a million dollars. purchasing power.

but……

Gwen thought about it, and Locke gave the most intuitive example.

george.

"Dad is now a senior police superintendent. His annual salary is $120,000. In other words, one million. Dad needs to work for at least eight years without eating or drinking to earn one million."

"...Poor George."

"No."

Gwen shook his head and said, "Dad works very hard, and he is already a middle-to-high-income group. Eighty percent of the people in New York City earn an annual salary of only about $4,500,000 to $60,000, so, A million is a lot, Locke."

Locke shrugged: "Okay."

Although he started as an orphan in this life, he really has no concept of money.

Again.

A bottle of Thunder Bourbon of $100,000, he regards it as his daily drink, but the bourbon of nine yuan and nine is not impossible to drink, he is not interested in money.

After all, if you are short of money, just brush the task and you will have it.

New York City is more of a parent.

His main interest was still his mission.

Obviously, I was about to get 100,000 achievement points and 100,000 potential points, but I was stuck on the progress bar. what differences are there?

Locke was lying on the bed, staring at the "Lorraine Broughton Mission" that only he could see in front of his eyes, using his small brain, thinking about what he had misunderstood.

But thought of a lonely.

Until Locke received the message that Yegorov would return to Lubyanka immediately, Locke did not come up with a reason for this task.

Late at night three days later.

In Yegorov's room, his eyes were red, and Locke, who was sitting in a chair, looked at Yegorov who was standing in front of him respectfully and said, "How about Lubyanka?"

In the past few days, the news of the CIA and the KGB can almost be said to be hot news.

The CIA accused the KGB of launching an assassination operation in New York City, assassinating one of their agents, and even leaking photos of the body, including Yegorova's 'body photo'.

but……

The KGB said this was fake news. As we all know, the CIA has always been very accomplished in creating fake news.

The CIA took the photos, and even found information about a corpse, which is the internal information of the KGB, and asked, what are you going to say now.

The KGB did not know about this, and said that this person went to the federation through vacation, and now that the person is dead, the CIA should give them an explanation.

In short, the two sides are coming and going, but there is no sense of mystery that a spy agency should have, and the media are even more happy to see it succeed, all kinds of stances that fan the flames and shout and fight.

pity.

After a few days of ranting, both the CIA and the KGB have died down. After all, in the media age, nothing can keep the heat.

In the New York media today, the headlines are the news of the New York State Congressman's cheating scandal.

It's not bad.

Although the media did not pay attention, Locke had his own sources.

Yegorov said: "Lubyanka has confirmed that Lorraine Broughton is dead, and my mission has been completed. Moreover, this time I lost some people. I need to report back to the General Administration."

Locke nodded: "What do you say, it's your business, but I don't want someone to come to disturb me again, understand?"

Right now, his main business is schoolwork, and he occasionally works part-time as a killer. Although the secret service business is also within the business scope, it is not now.

Two jobs, no problem.

But with multiple jobs, there is a problem.

He did the tasks for the Sun God, not for the blessing of coming here.

Yegorov's expression was serious: "Understood, my lord, please rest assured, since Lorraine Broughton is dead, and I have already thought about this answer, I will never let the KGB harass the lord again."

"It's good to know."

Seeing this, Locke got up with a smile, and said to Yegorov: "Then, I wish you a smooth journey, I will not send you."

He sends people, usually to hell.

After all, **** is not far away, and the movement is a little sluggish. If it is fast, it will be there in a second, and if it is slow, it will only take a minute.

Yegorov is still useful~www.mtlnovel.com~ and, as he is in control, there is no need to send off passengers so quickly.

Done.

Locke turned directly, opened the door again, and then disappeared.

The trouble that Lorraine Broughton left behind was finally resolved.

The CIA, he promised to join.

In MI6, the relationship between father and son has shifted. Even if MI6 is tricked by the CIA, they will not dare to say a word, but they can only bite their teeth and swallow.

KGB?

Lorraine Broughton is dead, dead again.

Moreover, there were also many witnesses who died in the sight of senior Lubyanka officials.

Although the KGB will not give the CIA situation, but seeing that the traitor Lorraine Broughton who betrayed them is confirmed to be dead, especially if it is so big, plus Yegorov, it should be able to end.

But……

Chapter end

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