A Certain Marvel Super Player

"Come out for a coffee?"

"No problem, location."

"What do you say?"

Locke listened to the voice of the anonymous man on the other side of the phone, then, looking up, he saw a light flashing across the block across Central Park.

Anonymous's voice came from the other end of the phone: "If you are in this state, you will not pass Langley's assessment."

The corners of Locke's mouth rose: "If this is Langley's assessment, your bullets won't hit me."

talking.

Locke hung up the phone and walked into the house from the balcony.

"gone."

Locke looked at Chester, who had already fried the steak there, took a breath, and slapped his lips: "Leave a piece for me, Anonymous let me go down for a cup of coffee."

Chester looked up and said, "What about the Langley assessment?"

Locke shrugged: "It's been so long, it's time to put it on the agenda, and I like exams, it's not that you don't know."

Exam is a noun.

And nouns, in Locke's cognition, are linked to points.

As we all know, as long as there are points, no matter how small it is, it is acceptable to Locke. No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat. What's more, Locke feels that the points of Langley's agent assessment are probably better than those given to him by the quiz. More points.

Chester said, "Then I'll put the steak here for you, come back, and heat it yourself."

Locke put on his coat, heard this, and looked at Chester: "Are you sure, you won't be torn by Agatha when you go back?"

Chester laughed: "If you're not here, I won't stay here, lest you lose something and wrong me."

Locke shook his head: "I respect you, Chester."

Chester nodded. "I know, and I appreciate your respect."

Locke looked at Chester, smiled, and clapped his hands: "Remember to clean the kitchen, Gwen won't be back in five or six days."

Originally Locke's apartment had housekeepers.

However, since Gwen moved in, the housekeeping was cut off, not because he was reluctant to pay, but because Gwen felt that if there was an outsider in the family who did not belong to the family, even if it was a servant, then the family would also be lost. The original atmosphere of home.

Locke had no problem with this, except that he would not be allowed to clean up.

ten minutes later.

Locke walked through Central Park, and then, not far away, saw Mr. Anonymous sitting on a sun lounger with a pair of sunglasses and a newspaper in his hand.

only……

Locke, who was also wearing a suit jacket and a pair of sunglasses, sat down: "What about the coffee, did you let me down, did you drink the northwest wind?"

Anonymous said with a smile: "It seems that after I went to Dongguo for a few days, I even learned the common sayings there. Maybe, you can think about it. When that time comes, go to Dongguo to start work."

Locke smiled: "Did you arrange for me?"

Anonymous put away the newspaper, got up, invited Locke to walk towards a roadside coffee shop not far away, and handed Locke a document.

"what is this?"

"This time the instructor of the chicken farm."

"what."

Hearing the name, Locke shook his head: "It's the most mysterious organization anyway, so I can't take the code name of the training camp into something more mysterious. I don't even want to go there after hearing this name."

Anonymous looked at Locke: "You may not go."

Locke raised his eyebrows.

after awhile.

Locke and Anonymous sat at the coffee table: "I remember, you said, you hoped that I could make up for this assessment as soon as possible, why, I arranged the time, you regret it, and plan to fire me?"

MMP!

I haven't worked hard for the CIA yet, so you're thinking of firing me?

Locke feels that if this is the case, then he, without a doubt, is probably the first in history.

Anonymous shook his head and said, "Your talent is something I have never seen before, but you can postpone this chicken farm."

When Anonymous said this, Locke became curious.

next second.

Locke lowered his head, looked at the information just handed by Anonymous in his hand, and looked at a middle-aged man with a beard on the information.

"Walter Burke?"

Locke stared at the middle-aged man's CV with 98% smeared out, and looked up at Anonymous: "You don't like this guy?"

Anonymous is very candid: "Yes."

Locke looked at the information above: "It says that Walter Burke is the most experienced ace agent of the CIA. At the same time, he is also the ace instructor of several spy training camps, and he seems to be about the same age as you, your classmate. ?"

Anonymous did not speak, but first handed the coffee to Locke, and then said, "Walter Burke is an excellent agent, there is no doubt that I never doubt his ability in business."

Locke nodded and said, "So, personal grudges?"

"Yes."

"I thought you could better handle the boundaries between public and private matters."

"I can."

Mr. Anonymous looked at Locke: "But, this guy can't do it!"

Locke didn't speak.

Mr. Anonymous looked directly at Locke: "I know you have a secret, Locke."

Locke smiled.

Anonymous then said: "But, that's your personal business, I don't care, but if you participate in this training camp, then Walter Burke will take over your business, this person, always likes personal grievances with Business mixed in, and he's very good at lying."

Who is not.

This is what Locke thought in his heart, listening to Anonymous's opinion on this Walter Burke, but his inner curiosity aggravated again: "After you say that, frankly, I am looking forward to this training even more. Camp."

As long as it is an exam, he must be the first.

The one without a doubt.

Moreover, participating in the Langley assessment was not only delayed several times, but also because the time had come.

Locke has a very clear plan for himself.

Become a god!

Become the biggest, the most powerful, and no one dares to interfere with his god.

However, this is the ultimate goal.

Before that, Locke also had a very clear three-year plan for himself, a plan such as a five-year leap forward, and he studied hard when he was a student, made progress every day, and earned all the points he could earn.

but……

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, graduation will be next year. According to Locke's plan, it is time to start laying the foundation for the social era after the student era.

Langley wasn't his first choice at first, but, all things considered, it was the best.

After all, when you were a student, you could hide most of your abilities, but after leaving the school, what could compare to the Langley training camp?

It makes perfect sense for someone to come out of Langley's training camp and know some tricks he shouldn't.

so……

The Langley training camp has always been in Locke's plan, but he already understands a lot. This time the training camp, Locke thought it was very boring. Now listening to Mr. Anonymous say this, it makes Locke think, maybe, This trip to the training camp made the training that he had expected to be uninteresting become slightly more interesting.

As for his secret?

"Ha ha."

Locke couldn't help laughing, and looked at Anonymous: "SHIELD wanted to deal with me at the time, but I counter-killed, MI6 wanted to deal with me, but I also counter-killed, the famous SHIELD all Didn't catch my secret, do you know why, Mr. Anonymous?"

"why?"

"Because I have no secrets!"

Locke's eyes are clear, his hands are spread out, his expression is very candid, no, he is very candid, open his hands, and smiled at Mr. Anonymous: "I am an open book, without reservations."

"I believe you."

"...Then why are you touching your nose?"

"...cough cough."

Wuming coughed, moved his fingers away from his nose, and changed the subject: "Since you think you can do it, then let's pretend I haven't been here today."

Done.

Anonymous took out fifty dollars from his arms, intending to end the conversation and leave here.

but……

Locke turned around and said, "However, I do have concerns about this training camp."

Anonymous looked at Locke.

Locke said: "I heard Mr. Clyde Shelton say that during the training camp, it seemed that it would take six months."

Mr. Anonymous nodded.

Locke said: "So, because this guy is a person who does not distinguish between public and private, I think, it was good to go directly to the assessment or something, and it's gone."

Then comes the problem.

Locke looked at Anonymous curiously: "My budget for this training camp is three months, and the next three months, what should I do, let me suspend school?"

Anonymous said with a smile: "You don't have to worry about this, Yale will send an invitation letter. In name, you will go to Yale, and, I think, with your current credits, it seems that you can graduate early."

Locke smiled: "I like to keep my feet on the ground and graduate early. It's not in my preference, but if I have Yale as an excuse, I can leave for a semester."

Anyway, the knowledge competition is concentrated in the first semester. In the second half of the semester, there are more sports competitions. However, Locke doesn't like sports stuff, and it is full of variables, so I have never thought of earning points from various baseball or basketball. idea.

In a knowledge contest, he alone can suppress the audience.

But ball games?

What is there to say?

The ball is round ~www.readwn.com~ Anything is possible.

As long as I don't do activities that I might lose, then it won't be my turn to lose, and my undefeated status can be maintained forever.

This is Locke's creed.

and……

If it is a semester, Gwen will definitely not be able to follow the past, just as it is, according to the plan, we can also release the Wushuang Assassin and walk around. After all, the Wushuang Assassin has not opened this year.

"All right."

Locke said: "Yale's invitation, when will you come?"

"Ten days later, one will be given to you, and the other will be sent directly to Zhongcheng University."

"Row!"

Locke nodded and got up: "I'm looking forward to meeting this ace instructor after you said that. Let's go."

Mr. Anonymous: "..."