A Certain Marvel Super Player

One hundred and seventeen, the most popular fat sheep in the city that never sleeps

Locke couldn't help but touch his pocket.

There……

There is a condom.

Don't get me wrong, Locke didn't buy this himself. In fact, no one would believe it. George stuffed this condom into Locke's pocket when he and George hugged each other to complete the handover of Gwen.

As for why?

Locke felt that maybe George wanted to express the meaning of "Let's have fun, don't kill anyone."

Maybe……

Helen must have said something to Gwen as well.

Gwen lowered her head, then raised her head and stared at Locke with a slightly red face.

Locke opened his mouth.

This car came unexpectedly.

Gwen coughed, shifted her gaze, and landed on a room that was obviously the master bedroom, and said, "Then this way."

The room here is big.

Um.

You can sleep together, but if you don't get into each other, it shouldn't be a big problem.

Locke came over, took a look, and nodded: "Okay."

The next second.

Locke was attracted by a detailed map of the cruise ship hanging on the wall. After glancing at it, Locke incorporated the information on the map of the cruise ship into his memory palace, and then he and Gwen were busy packing their luggage.

After the two of them finished tidying up, they arrived at the top deck, which had an open-air atrium. Kahn and Cindy were already waiting for them there with a free drink.

"Bourbon."

Locke smiled at a waiter and said, "Thank you."

Locke, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, is nearly 185 in height. It is difficult for anyone to doubt that he is a boy under the age of 21.

As for Gwen next to him, he glanced at Locke who was holding the bourbon and shook his head: "Drink less, we haven't reached the high seas yet."

As long as he didn't enter the high seas, it would be illegal for Locke to drink.

Locke smiled, drank all the bourbon in the glass, rinsed his mouth, and under the astonished gaze of the waiter, he and Gwen walked towards Cindy and Kahn not far away. past.

Cindy glanced at the two more glasses of bourbon in Locke's hand and raised her eyebrows, but didn't say anything.

Although the law stipulates this, at this age, it is really normal to drink secretly. Sixteen-year-old men and women cannot be said to have experienced youth without a twenty-one-year-old fake ID.

"Either."

"…Thank you, tonight."

"All right."

Locke looked at Kahn, who was waving his hands, and shrugged: "The bourbon here tastes pretty good."

But after all, it is a deck where high-end cabins can be accessed.

The drinks are better than those in ordinary cabins, which is normal.

You can't just spend a quarter of a million dollars on someone else's bar and give them a drink worth less than nine dollars.

Locke turned around and saw that Cindy and Gwen were already discussing how to eat at a restaurant on the ship that evening.

"There are three casinos on the Poseidon."

"Um?"

Kahn, who was standing nearby, looked suspicious and looked at Locke: "Have you been to a casino?"

Locke shrugged: "I've been to Las Vegas a few times, does it count?"

Kahn said: "I have been to the Atlantic Ocean, but before I entered, it was found that the certificate was fake."

Locke expressed his sympathy.

Just like people under the age of 21 are not allowed to drink, casinos also stipulate that no one under the age of 21 is allowed to participate.

But still the same sentence.

Federal people have always been prone to premature maturity. It may be difficult for most people to pretend to be twenty-one when they are fourteen, but for Locke, it is quite easy.

After all, there are few orders in Texas, and Locke wants to save money, but if he can't cut costs, he has to increase revenue.

The people of Texas are honest, so getting a certificate that is 90% authentic is not a big problem. Moreover, he is a well-known cowboy, so he has some connections, which is normal.

"Go and have some fun?"

"ha?"

Locke said: "When we get to the high seas, it will be no problem. Let's go have some fun?"

Kahn seemed to be moved: "Is that enough?"

Locke glanced at Kahn: "How much did you bring?"

Kahn turned his head and glanced at the two women sitting on the chairs over there who didn't seem to notice them. He approached Locke and whispered, "About 150,000."

Locke raised his eyebrows: "That's enough."

Big gambling only hurts your health.

A little gambling brings joy.

Out of the way.

There is no way, the mission said it is a leisure bonus, so it must be as fun as it is. As for fun, where can I find a casino that is fun?

dice?

Big or small determines the outcome!

Blackjack?

Texas Hold'em?

With so many entertainment items, after playing around, you can upgrade the bonus to 20, which is a reward of nearly 10,000.

Locke smiled and said, "Follow me then and earn some pocket money."

joke.

How much does an apartment in Xingchen Building cost?

How many orders did he take in total in Texas?

Although Texas can earn extra money from receiving orders, it's not just about extra money. If he didn't make some money by going to Las Vegas from time to time, he would probably still be able to buy an apartment in the Star Building.

But buy it with a loan.

No one will lend money to a sixteen-year-old child, even if he has a family fund as a guarantee. Unless he can get the flow of the family fund, no bank will believe in a trust fund opened in the Hayman Islands.

Kahn was stunned when he heard Locke's words, which seemed to treat the casino as a cash machine: "Do you often play?"

Locke shrugged.

at this time.

"Locke?"

"..."

Locke raised his eyebrows and turned around when he heard someone calling him.

Gwen and Cindy over there also followed the sound.

The man who walked out of the elevator over there, wearing a suit and tie like Locke, with slicked hair, blue eyes, and stubble, was playing with a stack of chips in his hands, a look on his face. Looked at Locke in surprise.

"Dylan?"

Locke looked at the visitor and couldn't help laughing. He walked closer and hugged Dylan: "I thought you were silenced by the people from Bellagio."

Dylan, who looks very much like a professional gambler, is actually a professional gambler and said with a smile: "I rely on skills to make a living, not on cheating."

Locke smiled and said, "True?"

Dylan shrugged: "Well, I was blacklisted by Bellagio, Vision, and MGM."

In Las Vegas, being blocked by these three casinos is basically equivalent to being blocked by the entire Las Vegas.

"Locke."

Gwen stood up from the chair not far away, walked to Locke's side, and looked at Dylan curiously: "This is..."

Locke groaned and introduced to Gwen: "This is Dylan, Dylan Johns, the prodigal cowboy of Texas, a guest of the Las Vegas Blacklist. Don't sit at the same gambling table with him. , because he will win every penny you have."

"hey-hey."

Dylan listened to Locke's introduction and suddenly became unhappy: "I didn't win your money, remember."

Locke laughed heartily: "That's because I'm cautious."

Cindy and Kahn looked at each other, feeling somewhat magical.

Gwen also blinked and looked at Locke. She felt that she already knew enough about Locke's life in Texas, but now it seemed that she only knew the tip of the iceberg.

Drinking again and going to the casino again?

Gwen felt that if she had known about these things first and had not approached Locke, she would have thought that Locke was a bad boy.

but……

Locke is not.

Be polite, respectful, gentlemanly, unassuming...

Gwen could go on and on.

Locke looked at Dylan who appeared here with some curiosity: "So, you are thinking of making money on the cruise ship?"

"The tyrant has no control here, can he?"

"Right."

The tyrant in Dylan's words, whose real name is Terry Benedict, is the owner of three casinos in Las Vegas, namely the Bellagio, the Mirage and the MGM. He looks elegant and gentle, but is actually a very cruel enterprise. Coming home.

After all, few of the people who can prosper in Las Vegas are serious businessmen.

"not to mention……"

Dylan smiled: "I heard that a super fat sheep will come this time. How could I let go of such a good opportunity?"

"Super fat sheep."

"right."

Locke frowned, thinking about the candidate who could be called a super fat sheep by professional gamblers, and then looked at Dylan: "You mean, Tony Stark?"

Tony Stark can't be said to be a frequent visitor to Las Vegas, but he can also be said to be a distinguished guest.

When other people enter the casino, no matter how rich they are, they all want to win money, but Tony Stark is an exception. He doesn't even think about winning money. He can just bet a hundred dollars on a bad hand. A ruthless person with thousands of pocket money.

Based on what Kahn said when he first got on the ship, Locke guessed that it was Tony Stark.

Dylan gave a small smile.

at this time.

Chuchuchu!

Not far away, the sound of a helicopter suddenly approached.

Look up.

Enter the eyes.

A helicopter turned its propellers and approached the helipad near the stern deck.

after awhile.

The elevator here opened. A middle-aged white man and a middle-aged black man, with smiles on their faces, took a group of people and took a three-step, two-step trot towards the tarmac over there after getting out of the elevator. And went.

The helicopter stopped.

The hatch opens.

A woman wearing a business suit walked out of the helicopter first. Immediately afterwards, the woman wearing a handmade suit and sunglasses, with slightly raised hair, hugged a beautiful supermodel next to her, with a look of arrogance on her face. The man walked down.

As soon as he landed on the ground, he seemed to have the urge to let someone go up and punch that stinking ass in the face.

It felt like Locke was more impulsive than when he faced the Red Devils.

The only person who can give people this feeling without saying a word is the first male protagonist of the Marvel Universe and the current chairman of Stark Industries. He is the owner of the Malibu Cliff Villa and a famous weapons design genius. ”, “the richest man in the world”, “the youngest billionaire in the world”, and “the world-famous beauty harvester month girl stamp collector” Tony Stark, there is no one else.

soon.

Tony Stark, who was wearing sunglasses, hugged the December girl and came towards the elevator entrance.

"Please give way."

A relatively fat man suddenly appeared next to Locke and Dylan, and then squeezed Dylan and Locke aside so that Tony Stark and his party could enter the elevator without being disturbed.

Locke: "..."

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