A Certain Marvel Super Player Chapter 297

Locke was a bit manic when he showed off Lorraine Broughton's identity to the whole world.

after all……

He didn't like trouble, and he didn't like the trouble of being dumped.

It's not bad.

Lorraine Broughton's troubles are over, even, even Lorraine Broughton.

"See you next year, Clyde!"

"Happy New Year, Locke."

"correct."

When Locke and Clyde walked out of the warehouse and came to the parking lot together, Locke opened the car, took out a small packaged gift from the co-pilot, and threw it directly to Clyde.

Clyde took over: "What is this?"

Locke smiled: "Christmas present for An Qi."

"Wow, that's a lot..."

"Not for you."

"Ok."

Seeing this, Clyde thanked Locke for his daughter Angie, then opened his car door and drove out of the parking lot first.

Locke smoked a cigarette on the spot, then left and drove to the Osborn Biological Building.

soon.

Not far away, Gwen, holding an umbrella, wearing a down jacket and a scarf, turned on the co-pilot, put away the umbrella, and sat up: "Oh my god, it's so cold outside."

Locke looked out of the snowy car with some wonder: "You may not believe it, when I came back from Brooklyn, there was no snow there."

The bigger the city, the more troublesome it is, and the weather forecast for each district is different.

Unlike some island nations.

Today...the whole country is sunny, so the weather forecaster must be very happy.

"Let's go."

Locke started the car and slowly drove the car out: "The location of the restaurant is booked."

In the restaurant, it was warm.

The lights are warm and yellow, giving people a very warm atmosphere. This is a restaurant that opened on Fifth Avenue just last month. Most of the restaurants that can open on Fifth Avenue have a few brushes.

"Okay, that's all I have."

"OK."

After Gwen returned the menu to the waiter, he looked at Locke, who was sitting across from him and secretly poured vodka into his glass again. As if he didn't see it, he smiled and said in a low voice, "How was your training today, Agent Broughton? ."

Locke looked up at Gwen: "I killed the gangster and the hostage together."

Gwen: "..."

It's okay to have no reservations about Gwen.

Locke does what he says.

but……

Locke also whispered: "Gwen, I said, I can tell you, but you can't tell others, not even George, otherwise, we will be silenced by cia."

Gwen recovered: "Wait, let's talk about the hostages and the gangsters first."

Locke shrugged and told an interesting anecdote about his afternoon training: "Going deep behind enemy lines, requires concealment, but also fast speed, don't kill, why keep it, expose it?"

Gwen opened his mouth.

She felt that today, she had to temporarily allocate the time she had scheduled to study financial investment to psychology, which she had not touched for a long time.

The reason why I haven't touched it for a long time is because Gwen feels that Locke's mental state is actually quite good, but at the moment, Gwen feels that, in fact, his mental state is not good, but it is very hidden.

No, Locke is really going to see a psychiatrist.

That's a hostage, not a vampire.

It doesn't matter if vampires kill, people can't, at least not.

Gwen smiled, thinking about it in a hurry, intending to change the subject, and mentioning the psychiatrist to arouse Locke's resistance.

next second.

Gwen watched the talk show broadcast on TV not far away, his eyes lit up, and he looked at Locke: "Locke, do you remember the courier pilot we saw a few days ago who was trapped and messing around?"

Locke hummed: "what's the matter."

"He's come to New York."

"Ok?"

Gwen's little finger pointed slightly to the big TV over there, signaling Locke to look.

Locke looked curiously. On the TV, the courier who had lived on the island for twelve years was talking with a stumbling tone about a few things he did after he came back.

Send express.

According to this courier, he is a courier, and he has the responsibility and obligation to deliver these couriers to their owners. It is this driving force that supports him to survive on the isolated island.

Therefore, after he left the isolated island and returned to the Federation, the FedEx Express arranged for a person to broadcast live, and he delivered the courier to those masters who had been late for twelve years.

Immediately after.

Several episodes were also shown on the TV. Those who bought express delivery twelve years ago were surprised and stunned when they received the express delivery 12 years ago late.

only……

"The express delivery, which is twelve years late, is broken."

"What the audience sees is not this, but a picture of a courier who has been alone on the island for 12 years, still unchanged from his original intention."

"Ok."

Locke shrugged and stopped talking.

Traffic is king these days.

Check out Peerless Assassin.

When the Peerless Assassin was doing things, the New York media could not wait to call him Britney, and then, when the Peerless Assassin retired and Locke took over, he became Britney again.

There are really many Britneys in the New York media, and they're the kind that don't eat meat and vegetables.

"Then, Evan."

The talk show host on the TV looked at Ai Wen, the courier who was sitting on the sofa and had not recovered from the savage form for a long time. He smiled and said: "I think the audience is very curious to know if you came to New York, is it? Because, New York also has couriers that you need to deliver?"

Ai Wen nodded honestly and stumbled: "Yes, you know, my express flight actually flew to Texas, but, twelve years later, many customers living in Texas have lived in other states, and New York , there are just three."

"Is there a video, Ai Wen?"

"Feel sorry."

Ai Wen shook his head and said: "Two of them have passed away, and the other one, he is not at home, we can only put the courier on the doorman's side."

"Guardian?"

"Yes, Xingchen Building!"

"So that's the case."

When the host of the talk show saw the name of Xingchen Building, he said that the security of Xingchen Building was like this, and then he directly changed the topic.

without him.

If the Xingchen Building talks too much, the blacks will be unhappy. If the blacks don't pay attention, then his ratings will plummet. These days, there is no need to struggle with money, if it is not for the rich.

Gwen listened to the words on the TV, and his eyes lit up: "Xingchen Building, where is the one you live in?"

Locke looked at Gwen: "I don't know the neighbors downstairs anymore."

After all, because his house has been invaded by various kinds of intrusions every three days, Frankly speaking, Locke feels that he has forced the Star Building down with his own strength.

How did people introduce Xingchen Building in the past?

The most noble buildings on Fifth Avenue, countless little blacks, and mansions that are unattainable and unattainable, embark on the pinnacle of life, start here!

Buyers look like little stars, and they don't realize it.

But now?

The intermediary just spoke, and the buyer said, "Hey, isn't the security of this Xingchen Building not good? I heard that it seems that anyone can hack in."

The intermediary is afraid of sudden death directly.

two hours later.

Apartment downstairs.

Gwen listened to the familiar cry of a baby coming from home, smiled, and looked at Locke who came out of the car: "Why don't you go up and sit?"

The baby's cry made Gwen a little dazed.

Locke smiled and hugged Gwen: "Tomorrow."

Tomorrow Christmas Eve, Chester is not at home, he was thinking of spending Christmas Eve with Carrie, but Carrie told her the other day that Betty invited her to Christmas Eve at her house, so if nothing happened Unexpectedly, even if he wanted to live alone tomorrow, neither Helen nor Gwen would agree.

And he and Gwen have an appointment tomorrow morning with Kahn and Cindy and coffee, who are also on vacation from tomorrow. By the way, let's see, find a place to do some activities during the winter vacation.

You can't have a holiday, just stay at home, it's boring.

Kahn and Cindy were nominated for skiing in Canada.

Gwen hadn't made up his mind yet.

Locke doesn't matter, as long as you don't go out to sea, it's the same wherever you go.

In winter, it is very cold to capsize at sea.

Gwen smiled and parted his lips. "Okay, good night, Locke."

Locke smiled and said, "Good night."

soon.

Gwen walked into the apartment under Locke's gaze, and then, when Locke walked back to the car and opened the driver's door, Gwen was already standing in the kitchen of the apartment and beckoning him.

Locke raised his head and waved to Gwen, who was standing over the kitchen, and made a gesture of seeing you tomorrow. Then, he got into the car and blocked the cold air outside from the door.

Ding dong!

Locke took out his cell phone, looked at a text message from Anonymous to greet the New Year in advance, smiled, put away the cell phone, and started the car.

Fire up, go home!

Go back to the Star Building.

Locke drove directly to the underground parking lot. After getting the car in good condition, he got off and walked towards the elevator next to him.

In the elevator room, there are also two electronic Christmas trees.

The volume is just right, and a song about Christmas is playing in a low voice.

"Jingle Bell!"

"Hey!"

"Hey, Locke!"

"Chester!"

"Merry Christmas Eve."

"...Christmas Eve is tomorrow."

"I know, I may have a big phone call tomorrow. Your gift, I put it in the study at home, that blue box, Carrie's is red, you remember to go to Carrie tomorrow and give it to me. a bit."

"good!"

Locke gave a faint hum and hung up the phone.

Basically, before he came to New York, Chester would prepare a Christmas Eve gift for him, although it was all nonsense.

Ding!

first floor.

Locke looked at the empty first floor, where no one was going to come in, and was about to close the door.

At this moment ~www.mtlnovel.com~ the doorman over there saw Locke sharply: "Mr. Broughton."

Locke pressed the door button of the elevator with his fingers and looked at the doorman over there.

soon.

The doorman ran to the elevator with a package: "Mr. Broughton, in the afternoon, someone said that this was your express delivery twelve years ago."

Locke raised his eyebrows!

Monthly pass! !

Recommended ticket! !

Expensive ball! ! !

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