A Certain Marvel Super Player

Locke suddenly thought of something.

Park your car.

"That's right." Locke got out of the car, looked at Gwen who got off the car and asked curiously: "Not long ago, when we were at the dance, what was the name of that Kenm's boyfriend, Holy Trinity's, Jack or Jason..."

Gwen blinked. "Jason?"

Locke snapped his fingers: "Yes, just him, why haven't I heard about Kenm recently?"

Gwen shook his head: "It's divided, it seems that the man has a girlfriend in Holy Trinity's school, and he was found out."

Locke: "..."

obviously.

This **** must have been done by daughter accusing Brian Mills.

It must be that Brian Mills, after finding out Jason who came to take his daughter away that day, used his connections to check Jason out and found out about it.

Poor Jason.

Fortunately, you are only stepping on two boats. If you have any criminal history, I am afraid that it is not as simple as breaking up, but to go to the New York Police Department to surrender.

so……

Cherish life and stay away from Kem.

"good evening."

The attendant at the door of the Chester restaurant already knew the owner's friend's car and Locke, greeted him with a smile, and led Locke to the position: "Is it still the old position, Mr. Broughton?"

"right!"

"this way please."

It seems that with the sudden drop in the weather, especially the snowy weather today, more people come to the restaurant than ever before. When Locke and Gwen came to the second floor, there were already several tables of people coming over. .

After Locke sat down, he looked at the attendant: "Where's Krillin?"

The attendant said, "The boss is in the back kitchen."

Locke snorted and thought about it, and then waited a while, and went to find Krillin when he was not too busy.

He ordered an item online. Calculate the time. It should arrive tomorrow or the day after. According to the original plan, it can be delivered to him on time.

But the competition was suddenly advanced, and there was no choice but to ask Kling to help collect it.

But it's not a contraband.

Locke also buys contraband or something, but never leaves his real name on the dark web or anything about the address where he can be contacted.

Besides, 80% of the information on the dark web today is almost all the bait released by the FBI or the Homeland Security Bureau, waiting for someone to see if any stupid guy bites the bait.

Especially since tomorrow is the last month of the year.

It's the end of the year.

Even if it's the FBI or something, they still need to rush their performance in order to get themselves a thick year-end bonus.

"Ok!"

Gwen tasted the steak on his plate and looked at Locke: "Although I have been here many times, every time I come, it seems that I can eat a different feeling from the last time."

Rock laughed: "Kling's beef is not just a breed in a place."

Beef from different places has different flavors.

Different types of beef have different flavors.

perhaps……

That's why this restaurant ranks among the top restaurants for couples in New York.

after awhile.

Locke looked at the attendant who was greeting not far away, nodded, and said to Gwen next to him, "I'll go see Krillin."

Gwen nodded: "Give me the car keys, I'll start the car first?"

Locke handed Gwen the car key in his hand, and then followed behind the attendant to the office that Klein had renovated directly behind the back kitchen.

In the office, there is a single bed, a desk, a computer, and on the wall, there is a big poster of a cowboy riding a horse for some years.

"Tsk tsk."

Locke walked in and looked at the faceless, very free and easy, like a bearded and hairy fire cloud evil **** Colin Chester, and then looked at the handsome cowboy in the poster on the wall. , shook his head for a while: "I'm watching, I can't go back to the golden years in your mouth, a cowboy can hook up with a little girl's era."

Kling directly threw a cigar from the drawer and threw it to Locke: "I'm much more handsome now than I was when I was young. I have money now."

Rock played with the authentic Cuban cigar in his hand, and nodded with sympathy: "I also made a lot of money last month."

Not a lot?

Kelin twitched the corners of his mouth: "Is that a lot of you, I'm afraid it's enough for half a year of squandering."

Locke smiled.

Krillin immediately shook his head and said in a low voice, "But it's okay, take a while. This is New York, not Texas. I'm still waiting for you to give me a retirement."

The corners of Locke's mouth rose: "Have you quarreled with your daughter again?"

Krillin pouted.

It is clear.

That's it.

Locke smiled and didn't say anything, just said the business: "I bought some things online, but I'm going to Maine tomorrow, about ten days, I've changed the address to your side , remember to give it to me."

Klein looked at Locke suspiciously: "Don't be a contraband, I can tell you, I finally retired, don't be jealous of me with those things."

Locke said with a smile: "It's just a dozen bottles of Thunder Bourbon that have been stored for more than 20 years. You know, I'm only sixteen years old."

Ke Lin's eyebrows jumped: "You still know, you are only sixteen years old."

You weren't like sixteen when you murdered.

Locke shrugged: "The last batch of Thunder Bourbon I bought in New York was confiscated by the New York Police Department. There is no way, I can only add it, remember to keep it for me."

Ke Lin was stunned, and then said, "Your girlfriend's father?"

Locke nodded.

Krillin opened his mouth, then shook his head: "Forget it, you are very shrewd, be careful, don't give the police any clues."

Locke tilted his head: "So, I give the credit to George. He sits in the office. It's a good thing for him and me."

Unfortunately, George doesn't seem to be able to stay in the office.

Every time I go to Gwen's house for dinner, I can hear his trumpet name popping out of George's mouth. Locke is afraid that one day he will be a messenger. If one doesn't respond, he shoots George subconsciously, and the fun will be great. sent.

Locke thought so in his heart, looked at his watch, and got up: "Okay, that's what I'm talking about, there are nineteen bottles in total, four are for you, and the remaining fifteen are for me. Save it, and I will take it home quietly."

The question of being stared at by the old man to drink was something that Luo Wanwan never thought of.

Put it this way.

The Xingchen Building has a radius of five kilometers. Right now, there is no second-order trafficker who dares to sell alcohol to minors, especially Thunder Bourbon, good guy, it's like catching a wanted criminal.

Locke was speechless. After this year, he will be seventeen, and he is only four years away from the legal age for drinking.

Why bother.

Is it because he is afraid of hitting Gwen after drinking?

how is this possible.

I'm such a gentle person that I don't even dare to kill a rabbit.

never mind.

Locke shook his head. Anyway, he never thought about buying wine from Erdao dealers. He bought wine from wineries. After all, the authenticity is guaranteed.

"gone."

"Ok."

Krillin got up, looked at Locke who opened the door, and suddenly thought of something: "Wait."

Locke turned around.

Kling took out a beautifully shaped ticket from the drawer and handed it to Locke: "A customer came to me last time, I know, if you come to me for Christmas, you will definitely not come, just give it to you, with Your girlfriend is going to play."

Locke took two tickets: "What?"

Look down.

The Poseidon cruise ship made its maiden voyage.

Deluxe 75 degree sea view private room.

On December 23, the first voyage around the Pacific Ocean!

good guy.

Pacific Rim?

Locke raised his eyebrows and handed the ticket back: "No, I don't have a brain, I can be said to be invincible on land, so good, why go at sea?"

All his kung fu is land kung fu.

When I went to sea, I lost half of my kung fu, and I had nowhere to run if I wanted to.

Ke Lin took the ticket and sighed: "Okay, I heard that these two tickets are worth 500,000 yuan. Forget it, I'll leave it to you..."

Locke blinked: "Wait, how much?"

"More than half a million."

"Uh……"

Locke stood on the spot, thought for a while, stepped forward, and withdrew the two tickets from Krillin's hand, with a firm expression: "Chester, you are my mentor, Christmas is a very important holiday, you should Be with your family instead of floating on the sea with a group of irrelevant people, in case anyone provokes you, you have nowhere to run, so let me go, anyway, I am alone."

If you don’t eat enough, you don’t have enough clothing, you will be poor if you don’t count.

How about half a million?

Although Locke is now barely financially free, 500,000 is not a small amount. Look at George, this 500,000, how to say, has to work hard for three years to earn it.

If George also takes black money, a year is fine.

but……

Will George collect black money? If he can collect black money, it won't be a family, one, two, three... The six people are still crowded in an apartment that is not half the size of the Rockstar Building.

Ke Lin laughed directly, blew his beard, and shook his head: "Take it, just right, take your girlfriend to play with, don't hide at home until Christmas."

Locke waved his hand directly: "Let's go, don't steal my wine."

Done.

Locke turned around and left~www.wuxiahere.com~ As for thank you?

No need for Krillin at all. That guy is counting on him to retire and die. If he says thank you, it is estimated that the old guy will think that he is going to shoot him in the next second.

Finally retired, how to stimulate him, not good.

boarding.

Locke glanced at Gwen, who seemed to be on the phone with Helen in the co-pilot, smiled, tightened his seat belt, put the two tickets that he had just passed along, and drove away.

Drive across the Brooklyn Bridge.

"My mother asked me to buy a piece of smoked sausage when I go back. Let's go to Thirteenth Street first."

"good."

Gwen put away the phone, glanced at the two bills, and picked it up: "What is this?"

Locke: "..."