A Certain Marvel Super Player Chapter 281

"The super player of a certain American comic (

I want to eat peaches.

Lao Tzu has worked hard to save up, in order to buy the points of the sun god, if you want to go K, you are thinking of eating peaches.

Locke rolled his eyes inwardly.

Before the start of school, he had already upgraded everything he should have upgraded.

The body of steel, which has also become the supreme talent, can help him walk sideways in a short period of time, and there is an endless stream of energy. With the body of steel, he uses the golden apple to transform into three avatars. problem.

so……

Time to save up for the sun god.

It's a dream!

What's more, for the supreme talent, each level up requires a huge amount of points, although Locke also wants to level up Zhuoer Bufan and open up a dimension.

But two million points, what does Locke think, how can he suffer.

With those two million, Lao Tzu saves money, buys the Sun God, and does it all in one step. Isn't this so fragrant?

If a good supreme **** does not do it, I am afraid only a fool would be willing to be a dimensional god.

Locke thought so in his heart, he has a long-term and step-by-step plan for his future, what should be spent and what should not be spent.

When it's time to spend, Locke won't be soft.

But when it shouldn't be spent, dog system, don't try to tempt me to spend.

I asked you to loan me in advance, but you didn't give it. Now that I can save money, I plan to cheat my money. Haha, it's too late, I have developed a good habit.

Locke felt that the system was the same as a bank.

When you have no money, you go to take out a loan, and the bank will directly shoot you away, so that you don't make trouble.

When you are rich, the bank will come to your door, all kinds of tricks you will spend, what financial products, what new products, and even rush to give you a loan.

Shameless!

Locke fiercely scolded the system for disliking the poor and loving the rich. Then, after complaining in just two seconds, the coordinates of Killer 47 had also been marked.

only……

"watt?"

"what?"

"nothing."

Locke returned to his senses, smiled slightly at Gwen, and then focused his attention on the positioning map that the system automatically completed after the identity information was completed: "Siberia?"

good guy!

If you said that one afternoon, the guy flew to Siberia, I might still believe it.

But how long has it been?

Has there been a situation where the killer 47 went straight to Siberia within three hours, and was still with a hostage by his side?

I can't believe it.

etc!

Locke touched his chin. Could it be that what he saw was not killer 47, but some other killer number?

...that's right.

Locke blinked, it seemed, as if, the group of people with barcodes behind their heads were basically the same except for the different barcodes.

"hiss!"

Locke was slightly taken aback: "Then, what number is this coming here?"

Long Island!

Hampton.

Hitman 46 looked at the hung up phone again, and was stunned again. Then, looking at the bed, Kahn, who was sweating in pain, put away the phone expressionlessly: "It seems that , your friends don't care if you live or die."

"Pooh!"

Kahn took a sip of saliva directly, but because he was lying down, the saliva emptied into the air, and then snapped back to his head.

But this does not affect Kahn at all: "If you have the ability, you can kill me. Don't think that Locke will come to die. You expect me to resent Locke, you are wrong."

After Kahn finished speaking, he took another sip of... air, and then began to hum.

Hard gas is hard gas.

Pain is pain.

Two things.

He is not stupid. It is obvious that this guy is going to trouble Locke. As one of Locke's few friends, Kahn will not let Locke come to die.

Why buy one get one free when you can kill two?

only……

Cindy!

Woohoo.

Kahn groaned in pain.

next second.

Kahn was suddenly stunned for a moment, as if he heard something in his ears.

Killer 46 over there was really a little confused by Kahn's inexplicable courage. After all, when he just took the gag, Kahn kept begging for mercy.

But right now?

But before Killer 46 could think about it, he heard the sound of a helicopter that seemed to come from a distance.

at this time.

Killer 46 looked at the lighted up cell phone, opened it, and saw only one text message.

"You exposed, withdraw!"

How is it possible, the call only lasted just over two minutes...

Killer 46 thought so in his heart, but it didn't delay his actions in the slightest. He directly smashed the phone into pieces, threw it into the trash can, and walked towards Kahn on the bed with a blank expression.

Kahn's eyes widened on the bed: "What are you..."

The voice did not fall.

Kahn's head slanted directly to the right, and he fainted gorgeously.

Hitman 46 directly picked up Kahn again, walked towards the garage of the holiday villa, opened a black car in front of him, and stared at the things in the back seat, his eyes flickering slightly.

At this moment.

The direction that Long Island can lead to the sea, land and air has been completely blocked.

On the sea, the Coast Guard scattered directly.

In the sky, the New York Police Department's helicopter rumbled and circled.

on the ground.

When George and the special team arrived at Long Island again, the entire road to Long Island had been blocked, and the road out of Long Island was possible, but it was under strict scrutiny.

"Name!"

"Silva Hanks!"

"British?"

George walked over, took the passport handed over by a police officer, flipped through it a few times, and noticed the smiling MI6 agent Silva in the pickup.

Passports are real.

The officer glanced at the trunk of the pickup truck, and the back seat, and nodded towards George.

George glanced at Silva sitting in the car.

Silva smiled.

"Let's go."

"thanks."

Silva took the passport that George handed over and said thank you.

but……

George grabbed Silva's right hand and raised his eyebrows.

Silva was slightly taken aback.

With a snort, George shot his right hand and aimed at Silva: "Get out of the car!"

He had just learned all the truth from Director Colin of the FBI, and Locke and Gwen had just confessed to him one by one.

So, a Londoner here is not suspicious, but you are a Londoner with calloused hands here, it is very suspicious.

After George drew his gun, several police officers were stunned for a moment, and then they drew their guns in unison and aimed directly at Silva in the car.

The latter was taken aback: "Wait, wait, I'm just a tourist."

"Tourist?"

George laughed, walked to the front of the pickup truck, glanced at it, and then looked at Silva: "Dare you bet with me, this car is not yours, right?"

Silva: "..."

at this time.

The police officer who was searching by helicopter in the air seemed to have found the target, and Beckett, who was in the information center, immediately contacted George: "Sir, the helicopter has found the target, and it is on Hampton Highway 1."

George narrowed his eyes and said to the police officers next to him: "Take him back to the station and lock him up. Anyone who comes, is not allowed to let him go until I come back."

"clear!"

"Yes."

Silva is completely numb, and I left an hour late, how could I suddenly be like this?

Originally, when he was instructed by Mrs. M, he planned to evacuate, but he wanted to see where the disappeared Killer 46 went.

So, wasted a little time.

did not expect……

"etc!"

"get off."

"I count to three!"

"two!"

"I'm down!"

Kurva was shocked, raised his hands high, and shouted.

damn it.

I should have accepted the original mission to Moscow.

Fake!

but……

If Kurva could realize it later, in fact, he chose to come to New York to save him. After all, if he was arrested in Moscow, MI6 would deny it.

Of course.

MI6 will deny it this time, but in any case, at least, the NYPD is not so brutal and will not disfigure Kurwa.

The biggest hobby of the NYPD is the big gray rat in the basement.

So, if Culva doesn't turn into another species, the NYPD is unlikely to empathize.

Inside the New York Police Department.

At this moment.

Cindy was also picked up by the police officers~www.mtlnovel.com~ After Cindy got out of the police car, she saw Gwen and immediately hugged him, and then burst into tears: "Gwen, Card En was caught."

Gwen nodded again and again, comforting Cindy: "Don't worry, my dad has passed, and he can definitely save Kahn."

When he said this, Gwen obviously lacked confidence.

after all……

Whether it was Locke's approach or George's approach, it seemed to Gwen that, no matter what, he was forcing the killer to chop Kahn's rhythm directly.

Of course.

Locke also gave an explanation just now.

It really was a multiple choice question for the killer to either kill Kahn or let Kahn go.

However, the price of killing Kahn is that this killer is also unable to fly. Unless he can be invisible, otherwise, it is impossible for him to leave the completely blocked and martial law Long Island alive.

Unless, he keeps Kahn alive.

Locke, who was standing beside him, watched the real-time footage of a New York helicopter that was playing on the big screen in the information center.

On the road in Long Island, New York, a black bridge car continued in front, and in all directions, there were police cars that came to surround him.

But all did not fire.

no way.

There are hostages.

In the picture, the co-pilot tilted his head and couldn't see whether Kahn was dead or alive. The picture was very clear.

same.

And the bald man in the suit sitting in the driver's seat.

"Locke!"

Beckett, who was standing beside him, looked at Locke as if he was chatting: "You said, can you catch this guy?"

Locke said: "If the price of not being able to catch this guy is that Kahn is still alive, then I hope he doesn't get caught."

Beckett: "..."

Chapter end

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