A Certain Marvel Super Player

When Locke came to New York from Texas, he had already figured out the environment around New York from the satellite map.

A series of plans have also been prepared.

Just right.

One of these plans is now available.

Straight hook fishing!

In the suburbs of New York, after driving over the bridge, it directly entered the countryside of New Jersey across the Manhattan River.

After half an hour.

Locke parked the vehicle in the parking lot of a large warehouse supermarket, and then called a taxi.

"New Jersey Waterworks!"

"OK."

The driver quickly took Locke on the road.

The New Jersey Water Plant is considered to be in the suburbs. However, this water plant has been abandoned. Basically, except for young people who like to explore, no one usually goes there.

soon.

Locke paid the fare and got out of the car.

The taxi turned around and left in a hurry.

Locke looked at the butt of the taxi leaving, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

That's it……

I'm just a cute sixteen-year-old little Zhengtai, can I have any bad intentions, as for it?

Locke lowered his head and smiled, turned around, and walked directly into the waterworks.

five minutes later.

That taxi, go and come back!

"Crack."

A middle-aged bald killer sitting in the car, also known as the Butcher, pinned his pistol and looked at the taxi driver: "You sure saw him go in."

The taxi driver nodded: "Don't worry, he was in the car just now, and his mobile phone has been hacked. It has been positioned, and it is inside."

Just after training Wesley, the butcher, who had nothing to do for the time being, blinked: "How could a sixteen-year-old high school student who just transferred from school come here?"

The taxi driver shook his head.

He's just the bottom of the fraternity, and to put it bluntly, a killer trainee.

The kind of low-level intern who can't throw a gun with decent marksmanship.

In the fraternity, those who are qualified to perform missions are all skilled at throwing spears.

But he has been studying for two years and still can't.

after all……

He is not Wesley, and he is not qualified to let the boss of the textile factory spend a lot of time and energy to make it fast. A killer like him is usually a guest employee when he has nothing, and belongs to that kind of intelligence collector.

A cruel smile appeared on the butcher's fat face: "Okay, wait for me here."

The killer intern nodded and said, "Okay."

get off.

The butcher looked around to confirm that no one was there, and walked directly towards the water plant.

In his opinion, it is estimated that he is another idiot who likes to go to these no-one places to play some adventure games.

Just right.

It also saves the need to finish after killing.

Enter the waterworks.

The butcher's footsteps began to slow down, and he stared at the mobile phone in his hand, which showed a small red dot.

Location of Locke's phone.

only……

When the butcher saw the phone that was placed on top of an abandoned iron bucket not far away, he was slightly stunned.

"what?"

The butcher walked over, the phone just turned on, and he caught his eye: "It's been a long wait."

what's the situation.

The butcher's eyes narrowed and he turned around.

A little cold light came first.

Then...

"boom!"

Locke jumped directly from the iron frame above. In mid-air, his right foot was like a raptor exploring a cave. With a bang, he directly kicked the pistol in the butcher's hand.

The "Spear Throwing Technique" of the textile factory is all about the gun.

Locke knew very well that if he had just shot with the killer of the textile factory, he would be the one who would lose in the end.

He wouldn't let the bullet turn.

Not now!

"Bang bang!"

The butcher had already raised his vigilance at the moment he turned around. Although Locke kicked off the pistol accidentally, the butcher's melee skills were also very good.

He is strong enough and strong enough.

One power down ten times, to describe the butcher, it is very suitable.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The butcher moved his neck, thinking clunky, looking at Locke in front of him, the corners of his mouth grinned: "Interesting, I thought it was an ordinary high school student, but I didn't expect it."

Locke also raised the corner of his mouth: "I don't know yet. When I first came to New York, I would be missed by the Brotherhood. I feel that I have too much face."

"yes?"

The butcher smiled cruelly, just like a tank, it rammed over: "I will treat you well."

Die!

"boom!"

"what?"

The butcher quickly ducked to the side, and instantly, like a fat pig falling to the ground, countless dust was splashed.

but……

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The "Silver Dancer" in Locke's hand was clasping his hair again and again, with a blank face, little cuties burst out from the muzzle one after another, and the flames swept over the butcher whose flexibility obviously did not match his size.

Shabi will play melee with you.

Locke is very poor now. When he came to New York, he brought so many sets of clothes. What if he got dirty?

"boom!"

"what!"

The butcher roared in a low voice, turned over, and hid behind an iron bucket with his injured leg supported by the shot. Then, a butcher's knife flashing with cold light was thrown out directly.

Bang!

The butcher's knife fell to the ground and landed three points.

next second.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

Locke's eyes shrank, and with a flash, he could almost clearly see that a bright yellow bullet, in front of his eyes, rubbed his body and flew past, and then slammed into the distance unabated.

"Child."

The butcher said loudly: "You wouldn't think that I only have one..."

"boom!"

"Uh!"

The butcher's eyes shrank, bowed his head, and looked at a gun muzzle that appeared on his chest in disbelief.

how……

possible!

Locke walked to the butcher with a blank face, looked at the butcher with his head down and his chest, the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "You don't think I'll just go straight."

Butcher:"……"

"Intermediate rubbing card: The game store sells for 5W achievement points. Using the treasure refresh coupon has a chance to get a 10% discount. After successful use, the skills used by NPCs will be immediately rubbed, and the skill level will be converted according to the rubbing target's level. 』

"The rubbing was successful! 』

"Spear Swing: Blue quality, intermediate, ordinary marksmanship, straight and straight, nothing new, but your marksmanship is fancy and extremely deadly! 』

Although Locke's ideal rubbing object is the cross.

but……

Locke looked into it last night, and the cross had defected and Wesley had entered the factory.

at the moment?

Intermediate, not bad!

"you……"

The butcher was obviously a little out of breath, and the staring boss seemed to want to ask Locke why he could also throw the spear, but maybe considering that this was too long, when it came to his mouth, it became: "Who are you... !"

Locke squatted down in front of the butcher, staring at the butcher's eyes that were beginning to scatter, the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "I want to know, I won't tell you."

The words fall.

Locke lifts the gun.

boom!

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