A Certain Marvel Super Player

the next day.

After Locke woke up, he felt refreshed.

After all, one of the troubles caused by the destruction of the New York Fraternity has already been resolved.

As for the rest of SHIELD?

Again.

He dared to disturb Locke's life, and Locke dared to let him have no life.

Same as a few days ago.

Locke drove his R8, passed Gwen's house, and after Gwen went out, he drove towards Midtown High School one after another.

"Yo."

In the school parking lot, there has been no one for several days. Kem, who ran to Las Vegas to participate in some game, blinked after seeing Locke: "I heard that you changed your car again. Did you buy it yourself?"

Kem was already in Las Vegas about Locke's kidnapping, but he still sent a text message to express his concern.

Locke smiled: "Long time no see, Kem, the insurance company paid for it."

Kem Leng said: "I haven't terminated the contract with you yet, the insurance company?"

Locke: "..."

very good.

Just based on your words, you have decided to go to Paris that you are destined to go. If you dare not go, I will pack you and throw you into the plane.

Go to Paris and experience what it means to suffer in the world.

Locke thought so in his heart, but said with a smile on his face: "Unfortunately, no, and they said that if my car is borrowed by the killer again, please inform them as soon as possible, they will be in the first place. Pay for it at one time, saying that it will give me a fast track for quick three-hour compensation."

Kem opened his mouth and looked at his best friend Gwen: "Really?"

Gwen shook his head.

of course it's true.

In the New York version of Fast and Furious, it is clear that with the control of the hot spots, the biggest winners are the insurance companies and Audi, which reacted before Maserati and Raptor.

Locke made a special inquiry. In the past few days, the sales of Audi cars in New York City have soared by 50%.

obviously.

In the eyes of most New Yorkers, as long as things don't fall on their heads, they still worship individualism, and a killer who is so cool with sunglasses can also be a superhero in their hearts.

This is nonsense.

in the corridor.

After Gwen opened the cabinet, he looked at the classmates next to him and said curiously, "Liz, what's the matter, you don't feel very happy?"

Liz is also a ninth grader.

Locke had an impression, but he was not familiar with it. After all, Locke had just come to Midtown High School.

Thanks to Gwen, Locke may not know all the classmates, but all the classmates seem to know him.

reason?

Who made Gwen the school beauties, and Locke, in their eyes, was the one who stole the school beauties.

But God can testify.

Locke is not dating Gwen, at most, it is more than a friend, but not a full lover.

The appearance can also be rated as 80. Liz, who can be called a beautiful sentence, rolled his eyes: "I have a Canadian exchange student in my family, don't you know?"

Gwen nodded: "Yes, I saw it yesterday."

Liz sighed: "Wait, you'll know why I want to die."

Done.

Liz closed his closet feebly, turned and left.

Locke took out the book he wanted in the morning from the cabinet and looked at Gwen: "Have you seen that exchange student?"

He heard Leeds talk about transfer students just now, and he thought Callum was the speed of light.

Last night, I went overseas to pick up my daughter and son, and today I will directly arrange school.

Gwen nodded: "I haven't seen it, but didn't I go to the instructor's place a few days ago,

The instructor said, after all, I am a student assistant, so I know this. "

Locke nodded.

Gwen's student assistant position is also a big plus.

Damn.

Obviously you can rely on grades, get money to go to college, and still work so hard.

Locke thought for a while and looked at Gwen: "You said, do I want to join an interest group or something."

Gwen nodded: "Yes, universities value these things, what do you like?"

"horse riding."

"..."

Locke watched Gwen blink and made a cowboy hat: "I'm very slippery on horseback, first place in the Texas Junior Cowboy Competition."

There is also the first place in the Texas Hot Dog Food King Contest.

no way.

Texas is vast and sparsely populated, and there are few daily tasks. To do an assassination task, I can't wait to ride a horse to run all night, so Locke can only earn money in various bizarre competitions that are also counted as tasks in this system. points.

Locke felt that he had worked hard.

If this is a real salted fish, it is estimated that when he came to New York, let alone the third-level tenacity talent, I am afraid that even the skills will not be at the intermediate level.

Gwen was silent for a while: "There are no cowboys at Midtown College, but there is a singing and dancing club. Do you want to join?"

Sing?

Dance?

Locke waved his hand: "That's it."

Let him run to the stage to sing and dance, he would rather choose to commit suicide.

Gwen thought about it, but couldn't think of any hobbies to match with Locke. When he walked towards the classroom with Locke, he asked curiously, "What clubs did you join in Texas?"

"Cowboy club, I am riding a thief!"

"...except for cowboys."

"Uh……"

Locke thought about it seriously, and shook his head: "Gwen, you know, in Texas, a thief riding a horse is a real cowboy, and no other approval is needed."

Gwen: "..."

He really wants to expand in the past, such as basketball, or some sports with a quarterback.

but……

He's the No. 1 cowboy on the Texas campus.

No quarterback in Texas is as popular with the Cowboys as he is.

If it wasn't for Locke's age, if he was old enough to go to any bar in Texas, no matter how much alcohol, the boss would directly waive the order.

Even Lone Star Beer is looking to endorse him.

It is a pity that Lone Star Beer is afraid of being sued by the court because he is not old enough, so it is gone.

"but……"

After Locke sat down in his seat, he looked at Gwen: "Lone Star Beer said that when I am twenty-one years old, if I can still win the first cowboy, I will sign a five-year endorsement contract with me."

Gwen's mind came up with the image of a horse, wearing spiked trousers, unshaven beard, and wearing a cowboy hat, Locke holding a glass of Lone Star beer.

The picture is too beautiful.

Gwen hurriedly shook his head and looked at Locke seriously: "Let's change hobbies, this is New York, not Texas, and, according to the existing data, Cowboys are already lonely."

This is true.

The excellent cowboys in Texas have all gone to the military and become snipers.

At this moment, the discussion in the classroom decreased rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and almost instantly, it became a state of silence.

It's very student.

When this happens, it's simple.

The teacher is here.

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