A Certain Marvel Super Player

"so small!"

"It's not small anymore, it's quite big."

"too ugly."

"That's true."

In the ward of New Amsterdam Hospital, Locke and Gwen looked at the car and commented on a little baby who couldn't even open his eyes in a swaddle and whose skin was a little wilted.

George, who had just come in from outside, listened to the two people's not-so-quiet conspiracy, and his face turned dark: "Stay away from my daughter."

Gwen turned around and stamped her foot: "Dad!"

George raised his eyebrows: "I'm not talking about keeping Locke away from you, but asking Locke to stay away from Andy."

Yes.

Andy, Andy Stacey, spoke at three o'clock in the morning on December 6, 2005.

After the birth of the youngest daughter, George suddenly understood that girls were not allowed to attend college, and Gwen almost even changed her last name into the shape of Locke.

Why bother.

Forget it, I’m tired and won’t play anymore.

Gwen listened to George's self-destruction, which was a bit like the tone of some new loves who forget their old loves, and finally couldn't help but said: "Dad, I am your daughter too."

George drove Locke and Gwen away, then sat on the escort bed, staring at Andy, who was still a little boy, and then looked at Gwen, smiling without saying a word.

But the meaning seems to have been expressed clearly.

Gwen opened her mouth, looked at Helen who came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and tried to prepare a complaint.

Helen laughed heartily, shook her head, tied up her hair to show that she would not participate in the father-daughter game between the two of them, and looked at George: "Have the discharge procedures been completed?"

George nodded: "Okay."

Tomorrow is Christmas Eve. In Helen's words, she doesn't want to spend her Christmas Eve in the hospital to celebrate the New Year.

In fact, after giving birth, No. 7 could leave. However, Helen had a few minor problems during the delivery, which required observation in the hospital.

Fortunately, it's not a big problem.

At that time, when the doctor told her the problem, Locke thought about rushing in and giving Helen a big bottle of blood. After all, he was thinking about giving Gwen a stepfather, but he didn't say that he wanted to give Gwen a stepmother.

Let alone taking action, he didn't even have the idea.

As for George?

Yesterday, when George and I went to cut down the Christmas tree, to be honest, Locke had the opportunity to let the chainsaw in his hand inadvertently cut through George's stomach.

but……

He was not Thomas Hewett, and there might be many families around to pick out Christmas trees, so Locke could only give up the idea.

Return to Gwen's apartment.

Locke planned to say goodbye and go home. He went to the hospital today mainly to send Gwen there, and then, by the way, help bring things back. Although he was on vacation, he had a lot to do.

At the very least, he reconsidered and re-accepted the CIA invitation based on Mr. Jane Doe's role in his suit against London.

Again.

Do you really think that someone with no trace of their back can just casually blackmail law enforcement agencies?

Such people simply do not exist.

If there is, it only means that you haven’t dug deep enough.

Although it has been half a month since Locke sued London, the most mainstream opinion on the Internet is one opinion. If it were someone without money and power, the court would probably not accept this matter.

Because it was Rock Broughton who sued, the Rock Broughton who could hire the first team of lawyers on Wall Street, so the court would accept the case, and London would pay a low-key loss and announce a settlement.

These words...

That makes sense.

Locke has money, and he can talk to Lao En's legal team to push this case to court and force people from London to settle, but it will never be so fast.

Anyway.

After the holiday started on the 15th, Locke basically went to find Clyde Sheldon every day and went to the secret base to learn from scratch to be a CIA agent. Just in time, he could send Gwen to Oslo in the morning. This biological person works part-time, and then he goes to work, and picks up Gwen after get off work.

very nice.

Nine to five style.

Gwen also joked with Locke that they had entered society early.

Locke wanted to say that he would never be able to work part-time in his life. As for being a CIA agent? There was no way, and besides, his agent was different from other assembly-line agents.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

In a walkway used for exercises, Locke was walking with a Glock in his hand, expressionless, firing one shot at a target that jumped out of nowhere in front of him.

The gangster above, a precise headshot!

The hostage taken by the gangster was accurately shot in the head!

hostage?

nonexistent.

"beep!"

Clyde Sheldon turned on the light, blew his whistle, and walked over from a short distance away: "Stop!"

Locke removed the magazine, emptied it, and made sure it was safe.

Clyde Shelton walked up to a target, his eyebrows skipped a beat, he tore open the target paper, walked up to Locke, and pointed at the cute hostage above who was headshot with the gangster: "What's going on? "

Locke looked over: "There are gangsters ahead, aren't there?"

"Well, what then?"

"No more."

Locke said: "The background you gave me is to rescue the hostage held in the last room. The hostage that appeared is probably the enemy's fake one. Moreover, even if she is not, after rescuing her, if she is not controlled, It will expose my actions, and you said our mission is top secret."

"So, you killed the hostage?"

"You said the mission is confidential and can't be extraneous, right?"

"I……"

Clyde Sheldon opened his mouth.

Fortunately, Clyde Sheldon didn't know Arthur's master. Otherwise, Locke felt that Clyde would have something in common with Master Arthur, who taught him how to sneak.

Locke doesn't find it difficult at all to be an agent.

even……

There was a lot of training, and Locke had a feeling of déjà vu. Later, Locke thought about it carefully, good guy, wasn't that the template of how he trained to become an assassin that Chester had moved here.

Although the shell and name have been changed, the core and other things seem to be the same.

Locke felt a little miraculous about this. He originally planned to ask Chester if this training method was copied from the CIA, but just during the winter vacation, Chester went on a trip with Agatha and wanted to find him. , I’m afraid it will have to wait until next year.

Clyde shook his head: "Okay, that's it for today."

He felt that Locke must be mentally disturbed.

Normal people, even if the question asked was top secret, just now, when they saw the gangsters and the hostages, they would choose to kill the gangsters and save the hostages.

Not like Locke.

Without hesitation, one by one, several gangsters came and killed several gangsters, but similarly, several hostages were killed before the final target was seen.

This made Clyde feel a little messy in the wind.

Let's go back and talk to Anonymous and see if we can advance the teaching of psychology or something.

Clyde was thinking this in his mind as he and Locke packed up things in the secret training base: "What are your plans for Christmas?"

Locke glanced at Clyde: "What about you?"

Clyde smiled and said: "We and Miller will take Angel to Paris."

Locke nodded: "Paris is a good place."

Speaking of Paris, Locke immediately thought of Kem, who had been pushed back again and again and had yet to go to Paris to accept his fate.

Next summer, Kenm will also go to Paris.

His words.

"how about you?"

"I have not decided yet."

Locke put away some of the target paper in his hand, threw the phone into the fire barrel in front of him, and said: "Maybe... drive a yacht and go out to sea."

The most you can do is drive the Gwen and enjoy the sea breeze on the sea.

but……

It's winter, blowing the sea breeze?

Locke always felt something was strange.

"Don't plan to go out?"

"No."

Locke shook his head and thought for a while: "Probably not."

Clyde nodded and said, "I'm just asking casually. It's not surveillance. Besides, there's no need for you to worry about London. They are in dire straits."

Locke raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.

Again.

In the past, when ICA was in the dark, those who had been attacked could not find anyone to retaliate against even if they wanted to explode. But now, although ICA has been bulldozed by the Wushuang assassin, MI

No.

In just this month, London has suffered more attacks than all of this year combined.

It can be said that the huge city of London is full of smoke, and it is too late to put out the fires everywhere. How can you have the energy to let people come over to cause trouble for Locke?

"Besides, it's useless even if they want to come!"

Clyde looked at Locke: "Thanks to the 30 million you offered as a reward, Mr. Anonymous took down the supervisor who had been secretly liaising and cooperating with the ICA. He will not be tried."

Locke smiled: "Dead?"

Clyde clicked and put the last firearm in his hand into the glass cabinet. He turned around and looked at Locke: "When you come in, you will know what Lorraine Broughton means to us. ”

Locke said nothing.

He didn't join the CIA for Lorraine Broughton.

Everything is just to expand the mission.

but……

At this moment, the mission was completely over, and Lorraine Broughton became a character on paper again and returned to the characters on paper.

After he revealed who Lorraine Broughton was, as of now, no enemy with a grudge against Lorraine Broughton has come to visit.

This made Locke breathe a sigh of relief.

If you trick him once, he will understand and just treat it as repaying the favor of giving birth.

But if there are too many pitfalls.

That……

Locke was wondering whether he should go to Lorraine Broughton's grave and bring a shovel to pay homage.

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