A Certain Marvel Super Player

"What do you think of Cindy's proposal?"

"What?"

On the way back after saying goodbye after shopping, Gwen, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked sideways at Locke who came over and said, "We only need one room."

Their tickets are not ordinary tickets.

But the kind of tickets that come with your own suite are different from the cheap tickets priced at 50,000 US dollars that people have to squeeze into small cabins. After all, for rich people, if 250,000 is only If it is a ticket without any attached value, there is no way to take advantage of it.

Locke opened his mouth.

My heart is pounding!

Gwen, what does this mean? Does it mean that we can live in a room and sleep on a bed on the ship?

this

it's not good.

It's a bit fast, I'm not ready yet.

Locke's thoughts were racing in this second. He suddenly thought of an eternal topic that could torture men.

Beast?

Or worse than a beast?

This is a multiple-choice question, and it is also a single-choice question. Even the most bottomless man cannot choose all of them. This is a must-select multiple-choice question.

How should I answer?

Good answer?

It feels a little too abrupt.

Not a good answer?

Gwen has already said this. If he says, I know you are just greedy for my body, don't even think about it. I'm afraid that if Gwen gets out of the car, this time we say goodbye forever.

Gwen blinked and looked at Locke who didn't speak: "I mean, we can return one ticket to Mr. Chester. After all, we are boyfriend and girlfriend, we don't need two tickets, and this ticket is pretty Dear."

Locke came back to his senses, looked at Gwen, smiled and said, "I listen to you."

Beautiful answer.

Keeping the same in response to all changes will not make him appear impatient. Similarly, it will not appear that he is so ignorant of style. Moreover, he gave Gwen the multiple-choice question of being an animal or being worse than an animal.

Locke perfectly dodged this mandatory multiple-choice attack.

I'm really smart!

Locke silently gave himself a thumbs up.

Gwen looked at Locke who was smiling and didn't think too much. She nodded: "Then it's a happy decision. You and I are in the same room. It will be a happy holiday. What do you think, Locke?"

Locke's smile remained: "Of course."

On vacation.

Locke actually didn't mind that Cindy and Kahn came together. They were there to play, not pretending to play but actually doing tasks. Moreover, if there were two more familiar people on the ship, I believe they would have a more pleasant time. .

Pity.

It's just that when I'm on the ship, I can't complete various tasks.

never mind.

Just treat yourself as a holiday.

Locke thought so in his heart.

at this time.

Ding!

Players’ ideas are the source of task releases!

Tasks are being generated!

Ding!

Mission: "An unforgettable journey at sea"

Mission rewards: Basic rewards "500 achievement points", "500 potential points", "1 random treasure refresh coupon"

Mission Bonus Mode: "Casual"

Mission description: A twenty-day sea journey is about to begin. During these twenty days, the higher the mood value, the greater the reward bonus.

Mission notes: "Who said there are no missions? In the player's dictionary, there is no holiday. Either he is doing a mission or he is on the way to do a mission. If the game has no missions, then the player will not have any motivation. And I will provide you with it. Motivation!"

The system's message: "Dear, I am the only one in this world who understands you!"

"What the hell?"

"What's wrong?"

"fine."

Locke came back to his senses, smiled at Gwen, and looked at the puppy that was scurrying across the road: "That dog didn't even look at the road, and almost ran over it."

Gwen looked at the Dalmatian, which was about ten meters away and had already crossed the road, and blinked.

Locke is back on the road.

Good guy.

Is there really a pop-up task?

Casual tasks?

It's the first time.

How do you calculate the bonus coefficient for this thing?

Locke raised his eyebrows, but as usual, and just as Locke thought, there was no response from the system.

soon.

Gwen arrives home.

Got out of the car.

When Gwen closed the door, she said to Locke who was sitting in the car: "Remember to return your ticket to Mr. Chester."

Locke smiled and nodded: "Okay."

Still poor.

The few bottles of Thunder Bourbon left in Chester totaled almost half a million.

What's more, Locke can see that if he returns a note to Chester, the red-necked Chester will definitely tear it to pieces in front of him.

Like Locke, Chester never takes back what he gives away.

but

After Locke returned to the Star Building, he found his ticket, thought about it, took out his mobile phone, and made a call to Chester.

really.

When Chester heard that Locke was going to return a ticket, his neck turned red. He directly expressed whether Locke was not going to give him the money and then hung up the phone angrily.

I knew it.

Locke looked at the hung up phone, laughed, and shook his head.

Sold it yourself?

Ah.

Locke is not short of money, and if Chester finds out that the gift he gave was resold by Locke, I am afraid that he will be even more angry.

Get up.

Locke took out a bottle of Thunder Bourbon from the study, grabbed the car keys, and planned to go out to find Chester.

Gwen, who returned home over there, also told Helen about the incident.

After all, Gwen felt that it was right for the two of them to live in the same room since they were boyfriend and girlfriend, so there was no need to waste a room.

Helen thought for a while and nodded: "That's right, but how could anyone give Locke this ticket worth half a million? Is it someone from his family foundation? What is this Chester's name?"

Originally, Helen thought Locke had bought these two tickets.

But I didn't expect

Oops!

Gwen blinked, almost forgetting about it, and smiled: "It was Locke's previous mentor in Texas, the teacher who taught Locke cowboy skills."

"Did he come to New York too?"

"Um."

"So, this Chester is Locke's guardian?"

"Well"

Gwen recalled the previous meetings between Locke and Clintchester, and shook her head: "Probably not, but Locke respects him quite a bit."

Although Locke was polite to everyone, Gwen could clearly feel that Locke respected Clintchester from the bottom of his heart, who had a thick beard and was a typical Texas cowboy.

Helen nodded, not saying anything?

at this time.

The phone rings.

Locke's.

"Hello."

Gwen took the phone with a smile on her face: "Locke, what's wrong?"

after awhile.

Gwen looked up at Helen: "Mom, Locke wants me to ask you, have you and Dad arranged a restaurant for Christmas?"

Helen looked at Gwen suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

Gwen said: "Locke is now at the Chester Lover's Restaurant. Yes, someone who made a reservation canceled on Christmas night. Do you want to go with your father?"

Helen was slightly startled: "Chester Lover's Restaurant?"

Isn't this the restaurant that George has wanted to book for a long time but has never had a seat?

How would Locke know?

Gwen smiled and said: "Mr. Chester, called Clintchester, is the owner of this restaurant."

Helen: ""

Although Gwen and Locke had been to Chester's Lover's Restaurant several times, they never told Locke that George and Helen had wanted to come to this restaurant for a long time.

She had thought about mentioning it to Chester to see if he was free one day.

But Chester is Locke's mentor. Gwen felt that if she said it, Chester might agree, but for Locke's sake, what's the difference between that and Locke's words?

Locke used his favor to invite her to dinner. Gwen felt no psychological pressure, but it was not good to use Locke's favor to go to Chester for the sake of her own family.

If you're married, it doesn't matter.

But right now, no.

Therefore, Gwen didn't mention it to Locke, nor to Helen and George.

Helen recovered from the shock: "Yes, of course."

Gwen nodded, grabbed the phone again, said goodbye to Locke on the other side of the phone, and then hung up.

Helen remembered it at this time and looked at the playful Gwen: "So, how many times before did you talk about going out to eat, but in fact, you went to Chester Lover's Restaurant?"

Gwen: ""

Chester Restaurant.

Locke hung up the phone and looked completely imageless. Chester, who looked like an old Texas gangster, said, "Yes, remember to save a place for George Stacey and Helen Stacey on Christmas."

Chester blew out a puff of cigar smoke and squinted his eyes: "Don't worry, that's your father-in-law, and I'm your godfather. Don't worry, I promise to make arrangements for you."

Locke raised his eyebrows, thought for a while, and was too lazy to correct the flaw in Chester's words. He stood up and said, "Okay, I'm leaving. I'm packing up. I plan to go to sea for vacation. I'll see you when I get back."

Chester waved his hand: "Hurry up and leave. Let me remind you, take it easy on the boat and have fun. Don't let the Wushuang assassin out. It will be hard to wash it off by then."

Locke opened the door and left: "Okay, let's go."

Sure enough, the older you get, the easier it is to nag.

He went to travel and relax.

Is it necessary for the unparalleled assassin to come out?

soon.

Three days passed by in a blink of an eye.

this day.

Locke drove directly to George's house, and then, when he went to Augusta, after picking up Gwen from George, and making a promise between men, he got in the car and killed Xin directly. Di family.

They made an appointment for four people to go to the pier together.

Stark Industries Building.

"Ding!"

Pepper Potts, dressed as a business secretary, walked out of the elevator and looked over there, wearing sunglasses, a beard, and a crazy expression on his face. Tony Stark, the genius weapons designer and the world's richest man, said. : "Boss, the car is ready."

Tony stood up over there: "I'm not interested in this kind of activity where you have to stay in a tin can for twenty days."

Pepper was expressionless: "This is President Stan's wish. This time the Poseidon also has a share of Stark Entertainment, and it is also on its maiden voyage."

Tony flipped through the calendar on the table and settled on December's cover girl.

Traveling in December is perfect with a December girl.