A Certain Marvel Super Player

In New York, there is a golden saying.

Live on Fifth Avenue.

Live in Central Park.

Rest in peace at Greenwood!

These three sentences and three places can be said to be the lifelong pursuit of old New Yorkers.

Locke is now at second base.

The Star Building is on Fifth Avenue, with the balcony facing Central Park.

As for the home run?

Locke has no interest, and he has little interest in baseball. What's more, what he pursues is immortality, so Greenwood and others will probably never have a chance in this life.

George might have.

Locke thought in his mind.

Greenwood Cemetery is known as the place where the history of New York is buried. If you want to understand the history of New York, it is enough to come here. Since the 19th century, this cemetery located in Brooklyn has welcomed people from New York’s industry, commerce, politics, art, etc. Elites in various fields, these people have chosen to place their final resting place here.

It is known as the largest and most famous cemetery in New York.

even……

Standing on the hills of Greenwood, which is like a city park, you can overlook the urban scenery of Brooklyn and Queens.

"What a nice view."

"..."

Locke withdrew his gaze from the statue of George Clinton not far away, looked at Gwen next to him, was silent for a while, and said: "Gwen, although I am not a believer, this is a cemetery after all, so you must respect it!"

Inside the cemetery, I said it was so beautiful...

also.

But, it feels weird.

Gwen gave Locke a straight look, and then walked with Locke towards the cemetery management office not far away. As if thinking of something, she joked: "Why don't you reserve a piece for yourself? The land here has already been There are very few, and you may not know. In the future, if you want to live in a single-family house, you probably won’t have the chance.”

In recent years, the available area of ​​Greenwood Cemetery has shrunk. In the 1990s, people could still buy a single-family house. Now, it is difficult for those who are not rich to occupy a place in Greenwood Cemetery.

Locke chuckled and looked at Gwen: "First of all, I have no interest in staying in Greenwood. I am a Texan. Remember, our journey as Texans is to the stars and the sea. Besides, I have money. When the time comes, I can give money, I can give the person in the place I like a little moving fee and tell him to get out."

Said.

Locke blinked at Gwen: "Or, we can buy a piece of land somewhere and make it our family cemetery in the future, what do you think?"

Gwen looked at Locke who was eager to try, and was speechless: "I was kidding you."

Locke shook his head: "No, I think this is a good idea!"

Gwen rolled her eyes: "I was wrong, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought up this topic."

Locke's lips raised: "I accept your apology."

Gwen: "..."

but……

Locke touched his chin. Buying a piece of land to build a cemetery was a joke.

but……

Locke looked around and blinked.

"What are you doing?"

"Buy land."

"...I already said I apologized."

"No."

Locke touched his chin, looked at Gwen, and said, "Tony Stark has his own manor, and Osborn seems to have one too. I think we can also consider buying a piece of land to build our manor."

It’s called Broughton Manor!

Calculating the time, it seems to be almost there.

Rome was not built in a day, and neither was the manor. We will start looking at the land at this time and start construction next year. Then, after about three to five years, it should be completed.

After all, this is the Federation, not the Eastern Kingdom, and there are not so many cattle and horses.

Gwen opened her mouth wide, and then shook her head: "New York? I guess your savings are not enough."

Locke shook his head: "New York is not considered. Okay, consider Jersey City, just across the Manhattan River."

New York is about to enter a big era. At this time, building a manor in New York?

Locke didn't have mercury in his mind. He couldn't imagine that the front foot of his manor had just been built, and the next second, the Kirita people came over and directly blew up his manor.

He will be very angry.

so……

I don’t know, but I know, he is still building a manor in New York. Locke feels that he is a porcelain, but unfortunately, the Chiruita people are poor people. Even if the porcelain is successful, the Chiruita people probably can’t get anything out of it. Give him something as compensation.

Those biological warships that need to be fueled by their own people?

Useful for hair.

Gwen looked at Locke's expression and was slightly startled: "Oh my God, are you serious?"

Locke looked at Gwen with a smile: "Don't you want to?"

Gwen smiled slightly: "I think!"

Every girl dreams of a big manor and castle.

Gwen is naturally no exception.

but……

Gwen pulled Locke towards the management office not far away: "Okay, maybe you can buy a piece of land and use our joint account."

Long Island house investment is quite good.

Not long after this, housing prices on Long Island have risen. Gwen feels that in a year or two, by 2008, housing prices will double, which will not be a big problem.

Maybe I should go find Pepper and learn something about financial management that Wall Street women like.

Gwen thought in her heart.

Half an hour later.

When Gwen came over, the thirty thousand dollars given by Mrs. Jones was exchanged for an access voucher. Then after walking out of the management room behind her, she dialed Jones' number.

after awhile.

Gwen put down the phone and said to Locke: "Let's go and contact Mr. Brewworth."

Brewworth, whose full name is William Brewworth, is the body collector of Greenwood Cemetery. Incidentally, he is also the coroner of the New York Police Department, but from Brooklyn.

Locke nodded: "Is Mrs. Jones still over there at the city hall?"

Gwen hummed: "Yes."

"Didn't you talk to George on the phone? Why are you still at the city hall?"

"The adoption procedure is not that easy to change."

As Gwen and Locke walked out of William Brewworth's office, they said: "Even if Dad calls the city hall, at most, it will only reduce the time of queuing and waiting, but we still need to verify the information."

Again.

Jessica's current situation is that if Mrs. Codd says to remove the oxygen or something, Mrs. Jones has no way to stop it unless she applies for a court injunction.

After all, this is Jessica's own wish, and Mrs. Codd's priority is greater than Mrs. Jones's.

This is a bad place to be.

Although Mrs. Codd would not do this, in order not to trouble Mrs. Codd, this thing still needs to be corrected. If anything happens to Jessica again, Mrs. Codd needs to be there. It would be too much trouble for Codd. Madam.

not to mention……

Mrs. Codd was also willing to return this right to Mrs. Jones, who had been traveling all the way after getting off the plane and was obviously very nervous about Jessica.

"I hope Jessica wakes up later."

"Um?"

Gwen glanced at Locke, moved the corners of her mouth, and motioned Locke to look in one direction.

Locke looked.

Eye-catching!

Not far away, at Greenwood Cemetery, on the path leading to a church inside, a group of women held up photos of Jessica and Campbell that they found somewhere, and started marching toward the church in the cemetery. Attacked.

Gwen crossed her arms: "Jessica won't be happy if she wakes up and sees this scene."

It's a carnival.

This is true for the media people and for this group of marchers.

Although, these people may have good intentions and want to seek justice for Jessica's family and the owners of the countless witch bones that were discovered.

but……

For the person involved, Jessica, this was by no means a carnival.

Locke looked at Gwen, whose face was full of worry for Jessica, and comforted: "Don't worry, Jessica is very strong."

Gwen came back to her senses and looked at Locke: "Do you really think so?"

Locke shrugged: "She is our friend, and we are all strong, so believe in her."

After all, according to the original plot, Jessica had been toyed with by the Purple Man for a long time. She was almost finished with the hot weapon. But in the end, Jessica survived.

correct.

Where's the Purple Man?

Locke raised his eyebrows and suddenly thought of this question.

besides……

Locke still hasn't figured it out. After all, according to the source of extraordinary power, if there really is a Purple Man in this world, then where does the Purple Man's extraordinary power come from?

Mutations?

Mutations must also pay attention to basic rules, and this basic rule is that any extraordinary power has a source.

For example, the source of the Salem witches' extraordinary magical power is Salem, and now, Salem's power is also provided by Locke.

The main source of Ancient Yi's extraordinary power is Emperor Weishan. Unfortunately, Emperor Weishan is not an existence without content. There is no way to feed Ancient Yi. He can only watch as Ancient Yi steals, robs, and prostitutes for free. I don't even dare to talk nonsense about the power of other dimensions. From a certain perspective, Emperor Weishan looks like a green slave?

Anyway.

Even the power of vampires can be traced.

But mutation?

Where does the power of this thing come from?

Locke hasn't understood this yet. After all, mutation is a different field, and there are no samples. Gwen is one, but apart from evolving something that looks a bit similar to a spider sense , others, no matter from any perspective, are still ordinary people.

"hiss!"

"……What's wrong?"

Locke came back to his senses and looked at Gwen who was walking to the door. Then, his eyes fell on the transparent down that suddenly became ridged on the back of Gwen's hand.

Gwen looked at the fuzz on her hands and blinked.

at this time.

The door over there opened, and a little black man opened the door and walked out. He looked at Locke and Gwen standing at the door: "Are you okay?"

Locke looked at the half-opened room and raised his eyebrows.

seem……

It's hell inside!

…

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