A Certain Marvel Super Player

Locke hasn't offended anyone lately.

and……

The timing of the warning was a special coincidence. The only possibility was that even though he was dead, he still had to shoulder the responsibility for the inevitable mission caused by Lorraine Broughton.

really.

And the ICA of London MI?

hehe!

Locke sneered, feeling a little speechless in his heart. Originally, he was thinking about how he would continue this mission if the ICA didn't come. After all, he had to deal with the grievances between Lorraine Broughton and Lorraine Broughton alone. Mixed with what?

result?

It seems that there is no need to worry about it now. There are always people who regard his kindness as a sign that Locke is weak and can be bullied. The road to heaven is easy but there is no door to hell. They insist on running to Locke to ask for a one-way ticket.

Cheap or not?

Locke thought this in his mind, staring at the Audi that had already driven in front of him, lowered the speed, and opened the window.

but……

The next second.

The silver Audi suddenly accelerated and left with a whoosh. ?

Locke's right hand placed on his waist was steady for a moment, and a capital question mark suddenly floated out from above his head.

"what's the situation?"

"Isn't it from ICA?"

"Wrong target, wrong person?"

Locke blinked. Even though he had seen a lot over the years, he couldn't do it directly to Locke this time.

"Hello."

Gwen pushed open the door of the small shop and looked at Locke, who was blocking the door and posing in a pose, and blinked: "Are you trying to make a pose?"

Locke came back to his senses, re-inserted the Glock on his waist without leaving any trace, and turned around: "Okay?"

Gwen nodded, handed the box of charcoal that was not heavy, but definitely not light, to Locke, and clapped his hands: "Let's go, I asked the agent, but it's a pity, he won't be here this morning. , I’ll see if I have time in the afternoon.”

Locke nodded and put a box of charcoal into the car.

Think about it.

With a thought in Locke's mind, the unparalleled magic weapon blended into the Audi silently. Although he didn't know what had just happened, Gwen was here, so safety was necessary.

Get back on the road.

By the time they drove to Hampton Bays, only twenty kilometers away from their destination, the vehicle of the same model as Locke no longer appeared in Locke's perception.

Did you really get the wrong target?

Locke raised his eyebrows, feeling a little miraculous. However, these days, it is not that killers miss their assassination targets. Although it is miraculous, it seems to be logical.

but……

As Locke continued driving along Hampton Bays Road toward East Hampton.

Locke raised his eyebrows and looked in the rearview mirror. Suddenly, the Audi of the same model appeared behind him.

In the car behind.

Hitman 4 shows the scene where the second rule fails, with an expressionless face, driving a car with one hand, and holding the silver dancer in the other hand.

just……

The second rule of action of the Killer 4ICA organization is to try to avoid casualties among civilians and other targets.

so hitman 4

obviously.

There is some means of detecting Killer 4, directly indicating that this time, you can choose to ignore the second law of action.

Killer 4, from birth to now, he has had only one mission.

kill.

While you are alive, kill more targets for ICA.

Locke had already thought of this at this moment.

All right.

There really is no way to hell, you have to come and vote.

Locke thought so, but considering Gwen beside him, Locke did not choose to open the door directly and smash the Audi of the same model hanging far behind.

Not long after.

East Hampton has arrived.

However, just as Locke was about to follow the address, get off the main road, and drive towards Kahn and Cindy's house, Gwen, who was sitting in the passenger seat, said: "Keep driving, Locke."

Locke raised his eyebrows.

"We're being followed."

Gwen raised his head, looked in the rearview mirror with his peripheral vision, and said, "That Audi, which is the same model as ours, has been following us for at least half an hour. Drive ahead."

Awesome, my Wen.

Locke thought to himself and continued to drive the vehicle forward calmly.

hitman 4

Gwen pressed her cell phone with both hands and placed it on George Stacey's dialing interface, but she still didn't call. After all, she felt that the car was following them, but she had no evidence. What if she made a mistake? , what should we do if we make a big mistake?

at this time.

The Audi behind entered the fork on the right.

Locke's speed continued.

When Gwen saw this, she couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest, and then looked at the road on the right: "I really feel like he is following us. I almost called George." .”

Locke was just about to speak.

His eyes narrowed.

"Click!"

Locke directly pulled the handbrake, braked on the spot, and turned the steering wheel hard to the left.

Drift in place.

"Varied……"

Gwen was suddenly startled. Before she could be surprised, she saw that the car that was heading towards the right fork in the road hit the ground with a roar as if it were leaping.

If Locke had not pulled the handbrake just now, then the status quo of the two cars would have been certain.

"Sit tight."

Locke said to Gwen in the passenger seat, released the handbrake, and then drove quickly towards the local police station.

If you have a problem, call the police!

This is Locke's consistent purpose, although if it were not for Gwen, he would kill these people.

Gwen had picked up the phone again at this moment. Although she was a little panicked, she had experienced the Poseidon after all, and she was just panicking on the surface.

and……

Gwen looked at Locke who was driving the car. As always, there was no trace of panic or calmness on his face.

"Puff!"

"Um?"

Killer 4, with two puffs, directly hit the glass of Locke's vehicle, but it hit Lonely without leaving even a bullet mark?

"Bulletproof?"

"Bulletproof!"

Locke looked at Gwen who heard the sound of bullets landing on the glass, turned his head, looked at Gwen, and said with a smile: "I took this car and modified it. The entire body is bulletproof."

If you can, use a rocket launcher to blast it. Otherwise, whatever bullets you hit on it can be explained by bulletproof glass.

Moreover, there is not much time left for you.

When I get to the police station, it's my home court.

Locke glanced in the rearview mirror. Behind him, the car was trying to speed up.

But.

I am a professional driver.

Locke sneered, shifted gears, and increased the speed to another level, causing Killer 4 to burst in an instant.

at this time.

Three black pickup trucks sprang out from the road that must pass the police station.

"Shet!"

Locke looked at the man in black who stood up from behind the pickup truck and carried a rocket launcher. He couldn't help but cursed himself, why did he plant a flag when there was nothing wrong, and turned the steering wheel again.

Boom!

The rocket launcher hit the ground directly, and the explosion was loud in an instant.

"Gwen!"

"Gwen!"

Locke turned the car directly and passed the Killer 4. Directly through the co-pilot, Locke glanced at the bald head with the sign and confirmed that the face was undoubtedly Killer 47. He speeded up again and headed straight towards Hampton who had just come over. Go to Beth Police Station.

New York City is crowded.

There are also many police stations.

Damn it, I don’t believe it anymore, you also have men lurking in ambush over at Hampton Bass.

and.

Gwen over there has also called George's number.

George, who was at the New York Police Department, thinking about the possible appearance of the Peerless Assassin next time, thought Gwen was coming to say that he might be late tonight. Unexpectedly, as soon as he answered the phone, he heard a loud sound on the other side of the phone. There was an explosion, and then there was the sound of the engine roaring wildly.

George stood up from his chair in an instant and said loudly: "Gwen, where are you?"

Beckett and Jason who were outside heard George's yelling, looked at each other quickly, and ran in.

Gwen couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. It was a rocket launcher just now, and her heart was beating loudly: "Dad, Hampton, someone is chasing me and Locke, hurry up."

When George heard this, he looked like a hairy hedgehog: "Where's Locke?"

damn it.

Didn't that wild boar really protect my daughter?

Locke's voice came directly, as calm as ever: "George, Gwen is not injured, and I am okay. The other party should be a professional killer, and they have heavy weapons. I am driving towards Hampton Bays Police Station." .”

"I'll be there right away."

George said in a deep voice. When Locke spoke and mentioned Hampton Bays, Beckett and Jason had already rushed out again and asked their men to contact the Hampton Bays Police Department.

"Where's the SWAT team?"

"Already called."

"That's too late."

George did not hang up the phone and always ensured the safety of his daughter as he walked towards the elevator: "Take the helicopter over and notify the coast patrol."

Jason said to Beckett: "You stay here, I'll go."

Beckett didn't have to follow him, there was someone he wanted to contact here after all.

Gwen's call to notify the New York Police Department was naturally known to the people at ICA.

"Hurry up!"

"speed!"

"Tu tu tu tu!"

"Tu tu tu tu!"

"Shet!"

Like a racing car, it bites Locke. Several cars that couldn't catch up pulled away, and bullets from pistols, submachine guns, and assault rifles rained down on Locke's Audi.

but……

Countless bullets, bullets that could turn a car into a scrapped car in ten seconds, fell on Locke's Audi, but they made a clanging sound.

"Farke!"

“Bulletproof!!!”

"..."