A Certain Marvel Super Player

who?

Mr. Fall?

Locke raised his eyebrows, good guy, let him be my mentor, I won't be caught too.

Washington fell?

London has fallen?

Moscow fell.

etc.

He is so special, it seems that he has fallen once, so what is the fall?

Angel has fallen?

That……

When it is my turn to fall in the future, what should I call my fall?

Has the sun **** fallen?

Locke's thoughts turned violently, and then he secretly hummed a few times. If he was to fall in the future, he still felt that the fall of the sun **** was the most suitable for him.

After all, he was determined to become the man of the sun god.

Although he has only accumulated less than 300,000 achievement points and potential points, the distance from the goal seems to be a drop in the bucket, but that is also a great improvement. When the guaranteed 500,000 points are credited tomorrow, that is one million points. .

Work hard, work hard.

Locke set a goal for himself, striving to exchange the blood of the sun **** before the age of thirty-five.

It is 2005 now, he is seventeen years old this year, that is, eighteen years left. By that time, 2023, the time should be just right.

At that time, the blood of the sun **** will be exchanged, and he will just slip away and bring Gwen. At that time, that is, Locke is the supreme god, and he can go wherever he wants.

Locke thought so.

Mr. Anonymous has put on his sunglasses again: "Sheldon will be in charge of training you, but whether you can pass the exam that takes place every time for nearly twenty-four weeks is up to you, but, I think, it should be Can't beat you."

Locke returned to his senses and looked at Anonymous with some amusing: "Mr. Anonymous, I haven't agreed yet."

Anonymous turned around.

"And, have you forgotten something?"

"Oh."

Anonymous smiled and looked at Locke: "Peddie, my name, as for my surname, why not, when you pass, I'm telling you, how?"

Peddie?

Petty?

It's no wonder that you like to call yourself Anonymous. If it was Locke, he would have changed his name long ago.

Locke smiled: "I have one more request."

Petty...

never mind.

Still anonymous.

Anonymous looked at Locke and did not speak, but, without a doubt, was waiting for Locke to speak.

Locke smiled and said: "The medical transplant list is the last place the people hope to be fair. If you can, please don't jump in the queue, at least, don't jump in the queue like this."

Anonymous took off his sunglasses and seemed to re-evaluate Locke: "I thought you would propose something else."

Locke shook his head: "No, just this one."

Anonymous was a little curious: "Can I ask why?"

Locke shrugged: "Maybe it's because I've been in the rain before, so I know how to hold an umbrella for others."

Anonymous listened to Locke's answer and nodded: "I understand, I will find a heart for his daughter from others."

Locke smiled and said thank you.

Boom!

Anonymous turned around and closed the door and left.

Locke stood there, smiled, walked over to the bar again, got himself a glass of bourbon, and drank it all.

afternoon.

Osborne Biological Building.

After receiving the call from downstairs, Gwen walked out of the Osborn Biological Building not long after, and then, looking at Locke on the side of the road, he waved his hand happily.

"Boom!"

"what……"

A young man with his head bowed and wearing casual clothes walked out from behind, seemingly angrily, and then, without seeming to see Gwen in front, hit Gwen directly.

Gwen nearly fell.

Seeing this, Locke hurried up and hugged Gwen.

"Are you OK."

"fine."

The young man who seemed to realize that he had bumped into someone also came back to his senses, put away the anger on his face, raised his head, looked at Locke and Gwen, and then, with an apologetic expression on his face, moved towards Gwen. Said, "Sorry, ma'am, are you alright, I'm so sorry, I was just thinking about something..."

Gwen waved his hand: "It's okay."

She is not a weak woman. If someone bumped into her on purpose, she might fall, but it wasn't intentional, and she wasn't that delicate yet.

Gwen folded her hair, and then, looking at the young man, she was a little surprised: "Osborn, Harry Osborn."

young people……

Harry Osborn, who was going to go back a little uncomfortable and angry, looked at Gwen who called his name: "You... know me?"

Can't blame Harry for saying that.

After he was born, Harry's father, Norman Osborn, who now controls the Osborn Empire, was ashamed to have a weak, introverted character like Harry. Even in the company, Harry never mentioned a word.

Even when Harry just came in and looked for his father, he had to call his father's secretary to be able to go up.

Gwen said: "Of course, I know that you are going to transfer to our school next week. I am a student assistant in the tenth grade of Midtown University. It is my responsibility to know every student who will come to our school."

Harry was a little surprised, but in character, just apologised again.

after awhile.

Harry saw that Gwen really had no problem, and had no thought of pursuing it, so he lowered his head and walked down the stairs again.

Gwen smiled.

Although she was also a little surprised, why she had been part-time in Osborn's biology for so long, and had never heard of Harry Osborn, Osborn's future heir, but it was always a good thing to have a new classmate.

but……

Gwen looked at the side, his eyes fell on Locke who was far away, and got into a black car Harry, and asked curiously: "Locke, do you know Harry Osborn?"

Locke recovered.

"do not know."

"I think you're weird."

"Have it?"

"Ok."

Gwen took Locke's arm and walked towards the car parked on the side of the road: "It seems that after I said he was Harry Osborn, your whole eyes became, how do you say, it seems, a little hostile It's the first time I feel you like this."

Locke was slightly taken aback: "Hostility, true or false?"

Gwen looked serious and fastened her seat belt: "You won't... be jealous."

Locke laughed, then started the car and looked at Gwen: "Well, I thought he did it on purpose."

Gwen smiled: "I'm very happy."

Locke blinked.

what the hell?

Gwen leaned over, kissed Locke, and said with a smile, "Because, you're nervous about me, I'm very happy to know that."

Locke's mouth twitched.

He was really nervous about Gwen.

But he dared to swear that he was absolutely not jealous.

When Locke saw Gwen say that guy was Harry Osborn, there was only one thought in his mind!

chop him.

Although it was said that the little spider was the culprit of the destruction of Gwen's family, the one who really put Gwen in danger was the little green goblin who really killed Gwen.

Therefore, it is understandable that Locke wants to chop up the little green goblin.

But Locke thought about it.

actually……

In the final analysis, the reason why the little green goblin kidnapped Gwen was because of that ungrateful little spider. If the little spider gave blood to the little green goblin at that time, would there be so much shit?

What's wrong with others who are digging their hearts out and asking you for blood?

Don't talk about blood, think in a different position. If Locke is a little spider, something happened to his best friend, let alone blood, even if he cooperates with the research, as long as he can save his best friend, he will do it.

Blame that **** little spider.

After Locke's thoughts turned sharply, his killing intent for the little green devil dropped directly.

but……

Locke was driving to the restaurant that he had made an appointment with with Cindy and Kahn. Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at Gwen, who was sitting in the co-pilot and Cindy was texting, with his head down and a good-looking smile. He was a little dazed.

Is it an illusion?

Locke felt, it seemed, that Gwen's six senses were becoming more and more acute.

He is very good at controlling his own killing intent.

The same amount, at this time last year, Gwen, didn't notice it at all.

what's going on?

Locke thought so.

Arrive at the restaurant.

"Gwen, Locke, this way!" As soon as he entered the restaurant, Cindy, who had already taken a seat there, got up and waved to Locke and Gwen.

Kahn also interned at Stark Industries recently on holidays and weekends, but not at the Stark Industries building, but at the biological company that acquired his patent on shark serum.

Cindy waited until Gwen and Locke were seated, looked at Locke, wrapped her arms, and propped herself on the table: "So, I heard about the bug, a false alarm?"

Locke nodded: "Yes."

Cindy said, "I understand you, my dad was bugged too."

Locke looked at Cindy.

Cindy laughed: "Mom suspected my dad of cheating. A few years ago, a private detective was hired to track my dad."

Locke's mouth twitched: "We are different."

Cindy shrugged. "Almost."

Locke couldn't help crying.

When is derailment and eavesdropping, it can be compared with KGB eavesdropping.

and……

Locke always felt that Cindy was cursing him.

he?

cheating?

how is this possible.

Cindy then said to Gwen, "So, it's alright, no party?"

Gwen smiled and said, "Didn't you hold it tonight?"

Cindy shook her head: "I said it~www.wuxiamtl.com~ If you don't come, why are you throwing a party with me? How about next week, next weekend?"

Gwen looked at Locke: "How is it?"

Cindy looked at Locke: "There is wine, Lone Star."

Locke looked at Cindy who was tempting him with the fine wine of his hometown, couldn't help smiling, and looked at Gwen: "Go, there's nothing else to do anyway."

It's all done.

Can something happen.

The years are still quiet, and the mission can continue.

At most one question remains.

Why……

Why isn't "Lorraine Broughton" finished yet? ?

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