A Certain Marvel Super Player

Locke has never been a person who can be indifferent in the face of calculations.

He likes simplicity and roughness.

but……

On this simple and rude basis, Locke's character made him unable to be reckless directly. At least, when there were still some things he didn't understand, Locke didn't like to be reckless.

And once you figure it out, that's fine.

Want to play games with me?

OK.

I'll play with you, but if you lose, the price is not just your life, it's that simple.

obviously.

This incident, in particular, is another sequelae incident caused by Lorraine Broughton.

but……

You have a holiday with Lorraine Broughton, you go to her, and you have to take me with you, this is your fault. .

"Locke!"

"To shut up!"

Locke blankly looked at the stern Agent Lewis.

next second.

Rise up!

Instantly appeared in front of Agent Lewis.

The latter's face changed.

"Boom!"

"Uh uh uh!!!"

Locke's right hand slammed out directly, with a bang, his right hand was in the air, turning his palm into a finger, and then, with a bang, like a dragon hitting, it slammed directly on Louis' fragile throat.

In an instant!

Agent Lewis' face changed suddenly, and he quickly covered his throat with his hands subconsciously. His face became flushed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then instantly turned black. He only felt that his entire world was spinning.

boom!

This time, I was not as lucky as I was in the corridor. After trying to save myself for 0.5 seconds, Agent Lewis had completely fallen to the floor and completely turned into a dead Agent Lewis.

The killer Mace, who was standing beside him, raised his eyebrows.

Marissa Wigler, who was sitting in her seat, couldn't help but stood up from her seat, looking at this scene with a gloomy expression.

"Ms. Protek."

"Lord God."

"Throw him in my playground."

"clear."

Locke sent Agent Lewis' soul directly to the underworld, and after instructing Ms. Jerry Protek, who took over the underworld, immediately took his eyes away from the dead agent Lewis, and then set his eyes on Marisa Wiig Le's body, the corners of his mouth rose and said: "How about, I gave you a chance, are you satisfied?"

obviously.

Although Locke still doesn't quite understand the cause of this incident, it doesn't prevent Locke from understanding that the reason why Marisa Wigler asked him to come here is to find an opportunity to control him.

That being the case, then, I give you this chance.

Besides...

Kill the heart together, invincible!

Marissa Wigler's face changed suddenly, and at the same time, outside, the agents who heard the movement inside also hurriedly pushed open the door and walked in.

into the eye.

After they saw Agent Lewis on the ground, holding their throats, who had just died and was still hot, instantly, they subconsciously aimed their guns at Locke.

After all, in this secret base controlled by Marisa Vigler, only Locke is the only outsider.

wrong.

There is also an outsider, but that outsider, who seems to be a harmless little girl, is staying in the interrogation room at this moment.

"Anis!"

"director."

Marissa Wigler looked at the agent Lewis, her expression did not change, as if she had slaughtered a beast. Locke, who had no emotion, called out to the agent who had just led the team in, and then, Looking at Locke: "Control Agent Broughton, I will have a good talk with Mr. Anonymous about this."

Locke was expressionless.

anonymous?

Ah.

In fact, if it wasn't for Anonymous, it wouldn't just be Agent Lewis who just died.

Everyone here will die.

Agent Ennis, who was called by Marisa Wigler over there, came back to his senses, looked at Locke, walked towards Locke, took out the handcuffs from his arms, clicked, and handcuffed Locke, who showed no sign of resistance, directly. .

Locke stared at Marissa Wigler: "I look forward to your next move."

Finished.

Locke turned around directly, and didn't need Anis' **** at all. He was already consciously walking towards the detention room of this secret base.

ten minutes later.

The body of Agent Lewis has been carried out.

Marissa Wigler pressed her hands on the desk, her expression uncertain.

Killer Mays sat on the sofa where Locke was just now, folded his arms, and did not make a sound.

after awhile.

Marissa Wigler looked up and looked at Killer Mace: "Did Rock Broughton contact Eric Heller?"

Mace looked up, looked at Marissa Wigler, and frowned: "Eric Heller, is that really Locke's father?"

"It's none of your business."

"..."

Killer Mays was silent for a second, looked at Marisa Wiegler with a frosty face, smiled and shook his head: "In my sight, no."

"Yes?"

Marissa Wigler looked at Mays with deep eyes: "I hope you don't forget who you are, and who rescued you."

"I haven't forgotten."

"That's good."

Marissa Wigler took a deep breath: "Where's that girl?"

"In the interrogation room."

"go."

Marissa Wigler got up directly, as if she didn't take the dead Agent Lewis to heart at all.

This is also normal.

Agents are only valuable when they are alive.

Dead agents are worthless.

Not all agents can be the same as Lorraine. Even after disappearing for so long, they still have such a powerful influence and event generation ability.

soon.

The door to the interrogation room opened.

but……

It wasn't Marissa Wigler who came in, but a female agent who, like Marisa Wigler, with fiery red hair and a business suit, was temporarily called in by Marisa Wigler.

Hannah, who was sitting at the interrogation table, looked at the female agent who came in.

"where am I?"

"A very safe place, baby."

Hannah looked at the fiery red-haired female agent and thought: "Where did you and my dad first meet?"

The female agent's expression changed unexpectedly.

Marissa Wigler, who was in the control room, reminded: "Eric!"

The female agent looked at Hannah: "Did you mean Eric Heller?"

Hannah didn't speak, just looked at the female agent quietly.

The female agent had an approachable smile on her face: "Well, I met him at a pavilion on Alexanderplatz in East Berlin, it was still raining, and Eric had just returned from Bugra."

The words fall.

Hannah's innocent face, in an instant, was painful, wanted to cry, and showed an expression.

The female agent followed Marissa Wigler's orders and looked at Hannah: "You know, your dad, where is Eric? Did he tell you, where is he going?"

Hannah didn't speak, just cried.

even.

After crying to a certain extent, he couldn't help but hugged the female agent directly. Then, his legs grabbed the waist of the female agent and started his own stormy cry.

Marissa Wigler in the control room stroked her chin thoughtfully.

Metz, who was standing beside him, raised his eyebrows.

This trick...

life ah.

"Agent, keep your distance!"

"It's fine."

At this moment, the female agent has not yet realized that the danger is approaching. After all, it has been a while since she changed from the field to the internal service, and she has already lost the vigilance she should have.

But soon.

The female agent noticed something was wrong.

Holding her, Hannah, who is as pure and flawless as a little white rabbit, seems to have finally exposed her disguise at this moment, and the strength on her body is slowly getting stronger.

The agent in the control room spoke up again.

"Do you want me to give her something?"

"I think it's necessary."

When she said this, the voice of the female agent was already trembling.

at the same time.

The medics were drawing powerful tranquilizers and were quickly approaching the interrogation room.

at the same time.

Hannah, who was crying stormily with the female agent in her arms, was getting louder and louder at this moment.

next second!

The moment the door to the interrogation room opened.

Hannah snorted and looked at the female agent.

face...

indifferent.

icy.

No emotion.

The female agent trembled suddenly.

But soon she felt nothing.

Click!

Hannah clenched the female agent's head with both hands, and twisted it neatly. In an instant, the female agent whose head turned 180 degrees fell down with a thud.

in the control room.

Seeing this, Marissa Wigler couldn't help her pupils shaking again.

heart……

Shocked.

madman!

Son is crazy.

My daughter is crazy too.

They are all crazy!

moment.

A harsh alarm sounded throughout the secret base.

In the interrogation room, Hannah, who was wearing an orange-red prison uniform, held the pistol taken from the agent who was killed with his bare hands, bang, bang, bang, and smashed all kinds of hidden structures around the interrogation room directly and neatly. camera.

"God!"

Marissa Wiegler, who was in the control room, looked at Hannah, who had transformed from a pure and harmless little white rabbit into a murderous demon at this moment, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

Especially when I saw that Hannah was facing her in the end and shattered the last camera~www.readwn.com~ her heart was thumping, and in her mind, she was still stuck in that female agent being stabbed. In the picture of twisted neck.

fine……

If she hadn't been cherishing her life, I'm afraid it would be her who had her neck twisted.

Killer Mace's eyes were still stuck on his expression of admiration.

next second.

Killer Mays spoke up and looked at Marissa Wigler, who was still in shock: "What do you do now, Director Marisa Wigler?"

Marissa Wigler looked up at Killer Mace.

Then……

Back to God.

next second.

But he laughed!

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