A Certain Marvel Super Player

fuck!

Shouldn't they be on vacation too?

Locke suddenly realized such a problem.

No work tomorrow weekend.

good guy!

Please, although the outside looks like an ordinary, unremarkable textile factory, your core is genuine, like a fake killer hatchery.

Have a holiday?

The killer still has a vacation?

Which killer have you seen let go.

but……

It seems that there is really nothing like 996 in the Federation. At least, in the capital society of the Federation, no one dares to openly say the so-called "996 is a blessing".

If the president speaks, he will be directly sued by the labor union to the court.

What should we do now?

Waiting for work?

Locke looked at the sky, the sky was windless, and he seemed to be saying that this was not a good day for setting fires. Moreover, there were only a dozen kittens in it, and it was obviously not worthwhile to harvest them in the past.

Especially with George in it.

at this time.

A fiery red sports car driving out of the textile factory caught Locke's eyes.

"Ding! 』

"The task is being generated. 』

"Mission: "Night Lady Fragrance" and "Night Visit to Xiaomengxin""

"Completion Reward: "Achievement Point*1000", "Potential Point*1000"

"Mission description: "It's not a good thing if you don't sleep in the middle of the night!"

"..."

Locke raised an eyebrow.

it is good.

very good.

Smashed Lao Tzu's car and now want to demolish Lao Tzu's house?

sure.

Brotherhood, this time, if you don't turn into a corpse assembly, I will never dare to say that my code name is Wushuang!

Locke glanced at the textile factory expressionlessly, then turned and left.

Monday is Monday.

Working time is when you go to hell to report!

Locke's revenge is never overnight, but right now, not to mention that there are just a few birds in the textile factory, he doesn't have the time to waste on this hide-and-seek.

not to mention……

The ghost knows that the game of hide and seek will be considered a task?

Manhattan.

Fifth Avenue.

Star Building!

Wesley, who was sitting in the co-pilot, looked up through the car window, looked at the star building that looked as bright as a star in the night, and asked curiously, "Is he not an orphan?"

People are more popular than dead people.

Wesley felt that he was not an orphan, but he was not an orphan, and a sixteen-year-old orphan was doing well.

Not scientific.

Isn't he only sixteen?

Firefox stared at the twenty-eighth floor of the Xingchen Building, it was pitch-dark: "He is an orphan, but not an abandoned one, he has a family fund, it is better to say that he is an orphan rather than an orphan. The title of the rich second generation is more appropriate."

Wesley: "..."

No wonder he could afford a house he didn't even dare to think about.

Damn capitalist.

at this time.

"coming."

"what?"

Wesley followed Firefox's gaze, but saw a silver Audi R8 over the parking lot of the Xingchen Building. Under the control of the clearly visible target, it drove out of the parking lot and directly passed their car. Fiery red sports car.

Firefox started, and followed.

Locke glanced at the rearview mirror, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

He would never let the war burn into his new home, which he had just bought in less than seventy-two hours.

not to mention……

Locke never thought to reveal his identity so early.

"System, upgrade driving!"

"Driving (beginner) to driving (intermediate) needs to consume 1000 potential points,

Are you sure you want to upgrade? 』

"...Upgrade directly to senior level!"

"Driving (Beginner) leveled up to..."

"OK, Li!"

"The upgrade is successful, consuming 2000 potential points! 』

"Driving, current level, advanced! 』

Direct once and for all.

In Texas, Locke spends most of his time on horseback. After all, riding a horse does not require a sixteen-year-old to ride.

and……

This primary driver is brought by Locke.

obviously.

Locke, a self-proclaimed old driver in his previous life, was only a beginner in his driving skills in the system's judgment.

It simply humiliates his name as the God of Daxi Gou.

However, driving skills will need to be improved sooner or later. After upgrading to advanced driving, Locke feels that, at least, within five years, there is no need to improve.

Now this driving technology, let alone the level of the world.

But what's the matter, Locke felt that compared with the Boss Tang who is still hanging out in Los Angeles, it should be not bad.

next second.

Locke took out the sunglasses from his arms, put them on for himself, and glanced at the fiery red sports car in the rearview mirror.

The fun begins.

Throttle down!

"Buzz!"

"Sit tight, it's not right!"

Firefox, who followed behind, felt something amiss at the moment when Locke accelerated, and then watched the Audi RB that suddenly accelerated and turned directly into the side lane like a loach, heading towards the Audi RB. He shouted at Wesley, pulled the handbrake directly, and then quickly chased up with a drift in place.

Wesley is an instant killer.

The real killer, in fact, in a sense, should be an all-rounder, but Wesley is different, he can only turn a bullet, what intelligence analysis, collection, tracking, etc., are not. knew.

The textile mill didn't teach Wesley either.

after all……

For the textile mill, Wesley is just a special killer tool specially developed to deal with the cross.

The Firefox that drives is the real killer!

"boom!"

Locke drove the Audi R8 directly like a leap, and the speed went straight through an alley at a speed of 80 yards!

"Boom!"

"what!"

It was followed by a fiery red Maserati driven by the Firefox.

Wesley, who was sitting in the co-pilot, held the gauntlet tightly, and at this moment, he felt his adrenal glands start to rush.

Firefox narrowed his eyes.

He found out.

Firefox stared at the rearview mirror of the Audi R8 in front of him. Looking at it, the reflected one glanced at their target from the corner of his eye, and said so in his heart.

next second.

Firefox draws a gun quickly.

"boom!"

A Huang Cancan bullet came out of the chamber in an instant, and with a bang, it went directly towards the position of the rear-view mirror.

but……

Locke's steering wheel slanted to the side, and the bullet left a mark on the body of the Audi R8. Then, all his strength was consumed and it fell softly to the ground.

boom!

Locke just drifted in place, turned right, and then made a quick U-turn.

Come and don't go indecent.

try mine.

The moment Roque, who was wearing sunglasses, moved his ears slightly, and stretched his right hand out of the window, the "Silver Dancer" in his inventory had already appeared in his hand.

"boom!"

"Get down!"

"boom!"

"..."