A Certain Marvel Super Player

but……

Locke didn't care whether Peter Parker held a grudge against him or not. After all, right now, the most important thing was to get points. By the next day, the members of the competition team were quickly trapped in the new round of tests. In a tense and busy state.

Except, occasionally, you might hear Harry mention Peter Parker, but only briefly. At most, he would talk about the Parker family looking for a cemetery.

Again.

New York is big and difficult to live in.

Not only is it difficult to live, but it is also difficult to die. At the very least, the cost of a cemetery is actually quite large. Conservatively speaking, the land for a cemetery in Queens is also average. Three months' salary is required.

By the time Locke and others saw Peter Parker again, it was already April, almost half a month later. On this day, Peter Parker reappeared in the rest corridor.

Face...

It was ugly, and the whole body exuded the aura of "There is a dead person in my family, please don't bother me".

Even Harry, who had no idea that Peter would come over, his eyes lit up when he saw this, and he hurriedly ran up, but was ignored by Peter who had the cupboard door closed.

There was a bang.

Peter glanced at Harry, and then, holding the skateboard in one hand and his backpack in the other, he prepared to walk towards the classroom.

at this time.

Flush touched his nose and walked out of the crowd, intending to express his feelings to Peter. After all, Flush was not a bad person at all. At least he knew that he would not think about a classmate who was in grief.

but.

"Peter!"

"Bang!"

"Onishet!"

"I bought it!"

The students in the rest corridor were shocked when they saw Peter Parker, who turned around like lightning, grabbed Flush by the collar, and slapped Flush on the cabinet. .

At the same time, it is also accompanied by a strong sense of unscience.

From the outside, it seems that Frascetti was pulling Peter Parker the same way he was pulling a chick, not the other way around.

The scene at the moment is like a chicken directly suppressing its natural enemy the weasel. No matter how you look at it, it feels as magical as seeing God.

Locke, who was putting his things in the locker over there, also heard the noise and turned around to look.

Gwen, who was next to him, looked at Peter Parker with some fear.

This Peter...

Black spider?

Flush, who was lifted up by Peter Parker's neck and almost hanging on the locker, did not show the slightest anger, but looked at Peter Parker: "It feels better, right? Listen, I I just want to tell you that your uncle passed away, I’m sorry, I heard, I’m sorry, okay.”

Peter Parker, whose eyes were somewhat dark, stared at Flucy.

The next second.

A thud.

Peter Parker let go, lowered his head and silently picked up his skateboard and books, turned around without saying a word, and walked towards his classroom.

After Peter Parker left the rest corridor, the somewhat stagnant atmosphere here slowly recovered, and the students resumed talking and hugging each other in twos and threes.

Locke closed his cabinet door and looked at Gwen next to him: "Let's go."

Gwen came back to her senses and looked at Locke.

Locke smiled and said: "What are you looking at, so lost in thought?"

Peter Parker appears to be the Black Spider, Jelly's enemy.

Gwen opened her mouth, subconsciously wanting to tell Locke, but in the next second, she regained consciousness with a sudden thought, smiled and said, "I was thinking about what mom asked us to take to Long Island tonight."

Locke smiled and said: "Don't worry, I will remember it."

I believe you.

After all, Gwen didn't know that he already knew what secret she wanted to hide.

Isn't that the source of Peter Parker's power?

and.

Locke has already guessed the reason why Gwen didn't tell her that it was the white spider.

obviously.

The black spider and the white spider were sworn enemies before they came to Earth. The black spider wanted to devour the white spider, but at the last moment, the white spider discovered it and successfully counterattacked.

And Jelly, probably at the end, told Gwen that the black spider who wanted to become the Weaver by devouring their white spider family was still on the earth.

Therefore, Gwen may have discovered in the jelly's power inheritance that the black spider is stronger than the jelly. Therefore, in order not to expose the jelly and endanger the safety of herself and those around her, Gwen chose to conceal it.

Gwen…

So kind.

Locke thought in his mind.

The next second.

Black Spider is already dead, not even the dregs of his soul are left.

Locke raised his eyebrows, and from the corner of his eye, he felt Gwen suppressing his slight nervousness next to him, and thought about how he should tell Gwen in a simple, clear and polite way.

Black Spider is dead, you can tell me your secret.

but.

Locke rejected it directly.

no!

He has many more secrets than Gwen. If Gwen tells him and Locke doesn't, who knows what Gwen will think then.

and……

Which vest is exposed?

Locke hasn't thought about it yet.

Unparalleled Assassin, this doesn't work, this is his first alt account, and Unparalleled Assassin has a special meaning.

Witches Rococo?

Again, when he becomes the sun god in the future, whoever dares to say "witch rococo" will directly punish him and turn him into gray.

Dimension Zero?

It's okay.

Maybe……

Locke's eyes lit up, you can spread your hands, okay, you caught me, I'm not a human, I'm a dimension god."

no.

Dimension gods are not gods.

Put it this way.

Just like the BMW X1, although it is also called a BMW, a discerning person will know that this product has no money to install forks.

The same goes for Dimension God.

Although the Dimension God is also a god, in the eyes of all the gods in the universe, the Dimension God is the so-called BMW X1!

That……

Blood Cain?

Locke was thinking this in his mind, and then, for some reason, suddenly, Mavis, who had two little tiger teeth and looked so cute, appeared in his mind.

never mind.

If it doesn't work, create a new account.

Locke thought about it and felt that no matter which trumpet it was, it seemed inappropriate. Either the grade was too low, or Mingcao had an owner.

……etc.

Does Mingcao have an owner?

Why do I have such thoughts?

In the afternoon.

Because it is Friday, according to the agreement with Helen, Locke and Gwen are going to Long Island to have dinner with Helen and Gwen's grandparents tonight.

In the morning, Helen called and asked the two of them to purchase some daily necessities while they were there.

no way.

Although Long Island is jokingly called the potato-growing Long Island by New Yorkers, in fact, Long Island is mostly used by rich people on vacation. When there are more rich people, although the rich only use it for vacation, it is undeniable that with the influx of rich people, With the increase of income, consumption level will naturally increase.

As a good wife and mother, Helen knew how to live her life very well. In the morning, she called Gwen and told her where to buy paper towels and condiment bottles after school.

so.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Locke, Gwen, Cindy, Kahn and others made an appointment and left early.

I ran to a home furnishings store in lower Manhattan and bought paper towels and oil-absorbing paper. Then I went to a supermarket three blocks away. While I was waiting for 4:30, I grabbed a discounted product after the salesperson put a discount sticker on it. seasoning.

Then……

When Locke and Gwen came to Long Island, they saw from a distance that Gwen had specially bought it and the value had appreciated by 40%. It was a four-story seaside villa with white exterior walls.

Gwen is happy with the appreciation in value of her real estate investment: "Tomorrow, I plan to go to the Hudson Heights with Pepper to have a look."

Locke slowly pulled the vehicle over and turned off the engine: "That side of Inwood Mountain Park?"

Gwen nodded: "Yes, the properties over there seem to have a lot of room for appreciation."

Locke opened the car door and smiled: "It's up to you to decide."

Gwen got out of the car and said with a smile: "Aren't you afraid that I will lose all the money in our account?"

Locke shrugged and said, "It's okay. I'm ruined. You support me."

He does not object to eating soft food or anything like that.

After all, these days, those who can make a living are not ordinary people.

Gwen rolled her eyes: "Okay, I'll support you, but I won't let you drink bourbon worth 100,000 US dollars a bottle. Oh my God, it's too luxurious. Dad can only buy one with his year's salary." bottle."

Locke took out the three big bags, then handed the small bag to Gwen and said with a smile: "One bottle, Gwen. Actually, if George goes to buy it, you can't buy it."

"Why?"

"Others sell them by the box, not just by themselves."

"one million?"

"Um."

"..."

Gwen opened her mouth, then shook her head and said, "Let's give Dad the nine-nine-dollar drink. It tastes the same anyway, and the taste of wine is not much different."

It's George's birthday in a few days.

Gwen originally wanted to buy George a bottle of the same Thunder bourbon that Locke drank.

But right now?

Not only sold individually, but only as a whole?

Too luxurious.

Locke smiled and walked towards the back door of the villa with Gwen: "It's okay. There are two more items in the locker. You can take one, and then return it to me when you have the money."

Gwen shook his head: "Forget it, I think there is not much difference in taste between a hundred thousand dollar bourbon and a ninety-nine dollar bourbon. Besides, my mother will be angry if she knows about it. In my mother's words Tell me, what is George's status, and what qualifications do he have to be able to afford a hundred thousand dollars' worth of bourbon?"

Locke laughed heartily.

Poor George.

With George's current position and status, if the same exchange was placed in Dongguo.

estimate……

There are at least 10,000 houses.

…

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