A Certain Marvel Super Player

The day of the dance.

December 8th.

Locke, who was at an amusement park, couldn't help but sneeze.

Gwen, who was walking next to Locke, looked at Locke: "Did you catch a cold again?"

Locke pinched his nose and said, "It's itchy."

Gwen nodded and continued the topic: "I originally thought Su was just joking, but I didn't expect that she really didn't plan to go to the prom, and she really asked her boyfriend to invite that Carrie."

Locke shrugged.

He sneezed just now because Gwen talked about this topic.

reason?

Unknown, but it probably has nothing to do with love.

The reason why he focused on Carrie was because he saw the hope of changing jobs in Carrie. Although this change of jobs was very expensive, it was also a lonely change.

But it still allowed him to figure out some information.

He needs to become extraordinary to use that endless energy. Secondly, he can also give it to others and become a witch.

Gwen sighed: "Anyway, I hope the dance over there can go smoothly."

Locke looked at Gwen: "Where did this come from?"

Gwen glanced at Cindy and Kahn, who were walking in front, and stared at Cindy and Kahn, who were winning a toy table in a shootout, and said, "Do you remember that Chrissy who was banned from the dance when we were at the stadium? "

Locke nodded.

The one with dark skin?

The woman who looks like a sharp-tongued monkey with sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. She did something wrong and still thinks it’s not her fault. She goes to the principal’s office and asks her father to sue the school for discrimination?

After that Chrissy was banned from attending the prom, she roped in her dad. As a result, she still couldn't change the school's decision. Even Locke, they had heard about it.

Gwen shook her head and said: "I know very well what those strong girls are thinking. Even if it is their fault, they will think it is the weak student's fault. After accepting the punishment, they will only get worse. No They will restrain themselves, so I hope their dance party can go smoothly."

This was also the reason why Gwen objected after seeing Chris on the list of instructors.

Zhongcheng High School is for studying. Although there are strong students in the school, none of the female students are like Chris. If Chris is allowed to go there, her grades will be good enough, but her conduct will not be good.

Gwen's advice is still very useful.

At the very least, after Mrs. Cord listened to Gwen's opinion and went to find out what happened, she decisively crossed out Chrissy's name.

For the sake of a sponsor who can invest money in Midtown University, he has offended the contractor scholar who will receive various awards from Midtown University in the next three years?

If Gwen felt that the school did not respect her as a ninth-grade assistant because of this incident and simply chose not to work, there is no doubt that her boyfriend Locke would also quit.

Take the next three years and change it to another sponsor?

There are so many donors who want to donate to Zhongcheng University. There is no need to sacrifice the near and far away and offend the two academic gods of Zhongcheng University for the sake of a rich man from the countryside.

Not a good deal.

Locke listened to Gwen's words, smiled, and walked with Gwen to the side where the toy was shot and won.

Cindy clutched a stuffed toy.

Kahn invited Locke beside him: "Locke, come and play?"

Locke looked at Gwen next to him.

Gwen pointed to the stuffed toy hanging on the wall that was as tall as a person, looked at Locke, and blinked: "I want that."

Locke smiled and said: "Okay!"

After handing the boss ten yuan.

Locke got an air gun, not a toy gun that shoots pellets.

The federation.

Who the hell plays with toy guns?

Shameful.

The target is twenty meters away, and the target is small and rotating.

but……

This does not trouble Locke at all.

Ten rounds.

all hit.

The mouths dropped open next to Kahn and Cindy.

Gwen was not that surprised. After all, her father George had told her many times that Locke was very talented in shooting. He even said that Locke was a good prospect as a sniper.

Locke put down the air gun in his hand, chewed the gum in his mouth, and prepared to be humble.

“Newbie’s luck.”

“Good luck for newbies!”

Two words that seemed to speak in unison came from Locke's mouth and the mouth of a person next to him.

Locke and the man looked at each other.

"Hey, what a handsome guy."

"Good guy, Atlanta Engineer?"

John Smith!

In the world of killers, there is an existence known as the Atlanta Engineer.

John didn't know Locke, but Locke had been systematically trained. Although he had not met all the famous killers in the killer world, he had seen photos of them.

If Locke came as Wushuang, then John would definitely be able to recognize Wushuang.

only……

Locke looked at the woman next to John.

Firefox?

wrong.

Not Firefox.

Wall Street computer service provider, Jane?

Not all killers have codenames that are so domineering. For example, Locke's codename is Wushuang. More killers still follow the main principle of keeping a low profile.

Are these two killers from different organizations dating?

The next second.

Locke understood.

"Mr. and Mrs. Smith!"

John over there, looking at Locke who was sympathetic to him, stretched out his hand: "John."

Locke also stretched out his hand: "Locke."

"Good marksmanship."

"The same to you."

at this time.

The boss handed the plush doll that was as tall as a person on the wall to Locke: "Here, your shooting skills are perfect. I just opened the store and you took away one of my best prizes."

Locke smiled and handed the doll to Gwen.

This doll is one person tall, based on Locke's height of 1.85 meters, while Gwen is half a head shorter than the doll.

But Gwen hugged her and smiled happily.

Cindy looked at the tiny mini doll in her hand.

Sour.

five minutes later.

Gwen and Cindy each held tall dolls one by one and happily set up a toy shooting range. The boss who gave away three big dolls at once was left wondering if it was not appropriate to open today.

Normally, no one may be able to win the grand prize in a month. Good guy, just after the opening today, three of them were given away.

If this continues, might it be declared bankrupt?

Locke and the other four happily headed to the next stop.

The Smiths who happened to meet over there were not Mr. and Mrs. Smith. They looked at Locke and the others walking outside, smiled knowingly, and sighed. They are young.

In the afternoon.

Augusta!

Carrie's home.

Ever since she became pregnant with Carrie, she has fallen into paranoia, convinced that she had been raped by the devil. Even Carrie's mother, who had thought Carrie was the devil since she was a child, walked into the attic and looked at this moment. Carrie, who put on a pink dress that she made by herself, tried to persuade him again: "Carrie, tell him that you are sick and you can't go."

Carrie was a little helpless.

She is no longer the same person she was a few days ago.

I can control my own destiny.

Carrie's mother said to Carrie: "Take off these clothes, let's burn them together, and then pray together, begging for forgiveness, you have been possessed by the devil, now we ask God..."

"He's not the devil!"

Carrie interrupted directly: "He gave me the strength to hold my head up. Mom, he is not a devil!"

The devil tried to seduce her and sacrifice her mother to gain power.

But Locke didn't.

at this time.

Tommy's car has arrived.

Carrie quickly took out the outdated small handbag she had bought with her own savings many years ago, and prepared to go down and welcome her new life.

but……

"I'm going to tell that boy the truth."

Carrie's mother seemed to be going crazy: "You said your father used force on me, you are a traitor."

Carrie didn't look back: "Don't say anything."

"You bastard!"

Carrie's mother followed closely and followed Carrie down the stairs: "One evil species will bring another evil species. The greatest sin. The witches among you must be executed, stoned to death, or cross..."

Carrie couldn't help but turn around and stretched out her right hand.

boom!

Carrie's mother was frozen in place for a moment.

Carrie's expression was a bit painful and tangled: "I'm warning you, mom, don't do this."

"Hands of the devil, witch, evil breeder!"

"Don't do it."

"Devil, witch..."

At this time.

There was a knock on the door.

Carrie looked at her mother who was about to scream, and with a thought in her mind, her mother shut up in an instant, and then pushed her right hand directly into the small room where he was often detained, and then bang With a sound, the door of the small room was closed directly.

The radio rang.

Carrie locked the door of the small room with her mind: "Mom, you can't say anything before I leave."

Open the door.

Tommy, who was wearing a white suit, couldn't help but be amazed by Carrie who came out at this moment.

Because she had just used magic, even the moment Carrie walked out of the room, her dry grass-like blond hair was dyed with the brilliance of magic, making her look so beautiful.

Dance scene.

An extended white Lincoln slowly parked on the side of the road.

inside the car.

Carrie, with her silky blond hair, stared at the entrance of the ball, her chest rising and falling slightly.

Nervousness and uneasiness.

She had never been to a dance before. At this moment, she couldn't help but look at Tommy beside her. All the pranks she had experienced in the past came to mind: "Tommy, can you wait a moment?"

Tommy just said: "Of course, you can wait as long as you want."

Breathing slightly, Carrie stared out of the window.

Tommy said: "They are actually not that bad. Besides, I need you too. It would be silly to dance by yourself."

Carrie couldn't help but laugh.

All right.

I'm overthinking it.

Carrie thought in her mind, took a deep breath and nodded to herself.

For high school prom.

There is a very good program.

That's the king and queen of the ball.

The moment Carrie and Tommy were chosen to be the queen and king this time.

When Carrie felt that she had finally changed her life.

A bucket of pig blood fell from the sky.

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