A Certain Marvel Super Player Chapter 317

"This is impossible!"

"hehe."

Locke looked at Cordelia, whose face was full of unbelief, and the corners of his mouth rose again: "Then if I'm telling you, your husband, this Hank Fox's hands are already stained with nineteen witches. blood?"

Cordelia looked up.

Her husband, Hank Fox, hung in the air like a dachshund and swayed, and the voodoo snake tattoo on the back of his hand was clearly visible under the faint moonlight.

This……

Hank?

how is this possible.

Cordelia's eyes flickered, and the incredible expression on her face became more intense.

next second.

Cordelia looked at Locke, but after opening her mouth, nothing came out.

without him.

There was no need for Locke to deceive her.

She is not stupid.

Seeing this, Locke made another big announcement: "Then I'm telling you, in addition to your smell, your husband also smells like a dark witch?"

Cordelia's eyes instantly became extremely sharp!

Yes.

This Hank Fox seems to be a scumbag.

The reason why Locke didn't kill Hank Fox was because he smelled Cordelia, but at the same time, he also smelled another witch, and it was also a dark witch.

Then……

Locke seemed to have a sense of deja vu.

This special meow is "Witch's Rally"!

Immediately afterwards, Locke suddenly had a bold idea.

He needs to complete the task.

And to complete this task once and for all, it is nothing more than reviving the witch dimension Salem. At that time, it was necessary to revive under his influence.

In the witch gathering, Cordelia seems to be the next Supreme Witch.

at this time.

Locke looked up and looked outside.

There.

The breath of the dark witch is rapidly approaching.

next second.

Boom!

A Kelly with long fiery red hair appeared directly in the warehouse, landed, and then looked at Cordelia in the warehouse, and Locke not far away.

Locke looked at Kelly with interest. He had dealt with the prince of hell, Wuxin Demon, several times, and at a glance, he could see that Kelly in front of him had signed a contract with a fire attribute demon.

Most of the dark witches have signed contracts with evil spirits and demons in the **** dimension.

Kelly looked up at Hank Fox, who was hanging upside down, then looked at Cordelia, and Locke, and sneered, thinking that something happened between her and Hank: "Cordelia Ya!"

"It's you?"

Cordelia frowned. As the headmaster of the Witch Academy, although she is a white witch, it does not mean that she does not deal with other witches. Naturally, it is not surprising that she knows Kelly.

but……

Seeing this, Cordelia completely believed the fact that Kelly in front of her was the mistress: "Why?"

"what why?"

Kelly looked at Cordelia with a smile: "You don't understand Hank at all, but, I understand!"

Cordelia: "..."

Locke, not far away, felt like he was watching a **** drama. To be honest, he originally thought that he could see a scene where the palace ripped off a mistress.

By the way, are witches and ripping off so civilized?

Locke looked at the time on the watch and yawned. Forget it, if you can't see it, you can't see it. There is a lot of time. There is another guy in the hotel waiting for him to cook.

"okay……"

"Didn't you find one for yourself too?"

Before Locke's words were finished, Kelly over there, his eyes fell on him with a swipe, and then, looking at Cordelia, she seemed to understand why Cordelia was not angry: "So , We are each other, but you enjoy more than me, and you find such a little white face, why, it's very comfortable."

Cordelia frowned.

next second.

Kelly narrowed her eyes. Like an angry female leopard, his right hand opened directly towards Locke: "There is no reason for you to speak here!"

Boom!

A flame appeared directly in Kelly's hand, and then, with a bang, it went straight to Locke...

"Bang!"

"Wh... uh!"

Locke slapped the fireball that came from the sky with a slap, and appeared in front of Kelly in an instant. His right hand was open, simple and rude, without so many flashy moves. Locke, who always treated men and women equally, directly pinched Kelly. He raised his neck high, squinting his eyes: "You want to kill me?"

Kelly, whose throat was pinched, shrank.

"boom!"

Locke's right hand loosened slightly, and in an instant, Kelly, who became soft and her head shifted to one side, landed steadily on the ground with a thud, splashing countless dust.

Boom!

At the moment of landing, Kelly's whole body suddenly ignited spontaneously, and then, a layer of dark flames rushed out of Kelly's body.

"Roar!"

Signed a contract with Kelly, and enjoyed the fire demon worshiped by Kelly. After sensing that Kelly's soul was going to hell, he ran up through the channel opened by Kelly's soul in anger: "Who killed me... …”

Locke, who switched to witch form, looked blankly at the fire demon that came up.

"The race..."

"Bang!"

The Demon of Fire looked at the figure who squeezed his fist in his line of sight, his face full of horror, but with a bang, he went straight into **** without looking back.

There are no secrets among demons.

so……

After Wuxin Demon was beaten by the same person twice in a row, Siro's portrait has spread throughout the **** dimension.

Seeing this, Cordelia over there was also a little stupid.

That's a big duke-level demon.

That's it?

Cordelia stared at the little San Kelly, who fell to the ground, and it was impossible to even resurrect. She had completely turned into a pile of ashes, and looked up at Locke who turned around.

Locke opened his right hand, and with a thud, Hank Fox, who was hanging upside down in the air, suddenly woke up, and before he recovered, his neck fell obediently into Locke's hands again.

"Witch!"

"Damn witch!"

"Damn you all."

Hank Fox was pinched by Locke, but his integrity was not bent. Even if his voice needed to be squeezed, it still did not delay him in expressing his inner thoughts.

Behind him, Cordelia listened to these thoughts of Hank Fox, and the whole person was not well.

"Cordelia."

"Ok?"

Hank Fox, who was pinched by Locke, shrank slightly when he heard Locke calling out his wife's name.

how is this possible.

How could he possibly know?

Locke's right wrist slowly turned, and then, Hank, who was pinched like a rag doll, and Cordelia, who was standing there, finally looked at each other.

"No special circumstances, I only kill one person a day."

Locke said, looked at Cordelia with a smile, and pulled Hank forward as if sharing a gift: "This, will you kill me?"

"what?"

Cordelia returned to her senses and looked at Locke: "You want to kill him?"

Locke shrugged: "Let's not talk about the fact that he did something to me, just say that he is a witch hunter, he has killed nineteen witches, you will let him go, but if he knows you are a witch, you Do you think he will let you go?"

Hank, who was struggling in Locke's hands, listened to this sentence, as if his brain had been electrocuted, and looked at Cordelia in disbelief: "Witch?"

next second.

Hank suddenly saw the residue of an ornament in the ashes not far away, and then, the whole person was not well: "Kelly, Kelly..."

Cordelia isn't doing well either.

special.

The old lady hasn't divorced you yet, what do you mean, when I don't exist?

Locke's best friend made up for the knife: "She wanted to save you, and then she was killed by me."

"Fake!"

Hank's feet were like pedaling a bicycle, his face was red, and he stared at Cordelia in front of him: "You **** bastards, witches are all promiscuous, damn, I should have killed..."

The words did not fall.

Hank Fox, who was struggling like a crab in a hot pot, suddenly lost his voice.

Cordelia stared at Locke's hand, raised her head, spittle and slurs in one second, all kinds of foul language, the next second, the voice disappeared in an instant, the look in her eyes gradually disappeared, and then, with a thud, Hank Fox, who directly lowered his Poz, also shrank his eyes.

"Boom!"

"puff!"

Like Kelly, he released it from Locke's hand, and then, Hank Fox, who fell on the floor with a thud, also splashed countless dust.

"Feel sorry."

Locke retracted his right hand and put it back in his pocket: "He can insult you, but I won't allow his insult."

What are dog men and women?

MMP.

I have a girlfriend.

The super student of New York City, the beautiful student of Midtown High School, the assistant to the student council president, the assistant to the tenth grade student, Gwen Stacey, who is beautiful, fair-skinned and beautiful.

Although……

Cordelia has the beauty of a royal sister.

Locke also appreciates it.

But to appreciate is to appreciate, to like is to like.

Locke is a family man, and, while still in love, it is absolutely impossible for him to do something like stealing food behind his girlfriend's back, which is easy to bear the name of a scumbag.

Again.

"I, scumbag, how is that possible!"

If it is his destiny to be a scumbag, then, Locke, who has never believed in fate, and has the title of destiny in my name, likes to break this fate~www.mtlnovel.com~ One person, one person, one person.

This is the kind of love Locke is after, and as he and Gwen promised, he won't sign a prenup.

at the moment?

Trivial things solved.

Time for serious business.

Locke looked at Cordelia with a smile: "Then, Fox, no, it's better not to be called Fox, and change your surname back. This scumbag is not worth it, what do you think?"

Cordelia looked at Hank, who was lying on the ground, his eyes widened and filled with resentment. He was silent for a while, and looked at Locke: "What do you want?"

The corners of Locke's mouth rose!

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