A Certain Marvel Super Player

after an hour.

Locke smiled and waved goodbye to the police officer who specially sent him to the door.

The officer left his phone number in case Locke felt uncomfortable.

soon.

Wait until the police officer enters the elevator and leaves.

Close the door.

Locke's face darkened immediately.

Taking off his shirt, Locke walked into the bathroom, twisted his body, and carefully untied the bandage he had just wrapped around him.

into the eye.

The dozen or so fragments that had been left behind had disappeared without a trace.

Level 3 tenacity, so terrifying!

"Gudong!"

Locke walked out of the bathroom, took out a bottle of bourbon from inside the bar, poured a glass, and drank it directly.

Ordinary sixteen-year-olds can't buy alcohol.

But Locke is no ordinary man.

next second.

Locke looked up and looked at the study on the second floor.

Inside the study.

It was also a computer dedicated to the Continental Hotel, and Chiguo put on Locke on his upper body and directly clicked on a chat software on the computer.

"Wushuang: "In?"

"I'm not the Red Devil: "Speak!""

"Wushuang: "There is a corpse in Manhattan tonight, I want to know all the news about him."

"I'm not a Red Devil: "Wait a minute"

Locke looked at the message and leaned back in his computer chair.

The NYPD has the NYPD's investigation methods.

There is also a dark world!

Even many times, the information of the dark world comes much faster than the agencies on the bright side.

If it wasn't for Locke's inability to speculate in stocks, taking advantage of the fast speed of intelligence transmission in the dark world, it would be possible to mix a wave of the stock market.

Of course.

The information of the dark world is true and false.

However, Locke's chat, the source of intelligence, is still very good.

When Locke was in Texas, he had several transactions with this intelligence dealer, and he could be regarded as a pleasant business partner. Locke also took orders from this guy several times in private.

Anyway, Locke refuses to come to this, as long as the order he places can make the system perform tasks, he will accept it.

As for who is this guy?

Locke seriously suspects that this guy is the Red Devil, the legendary goalkeeper of the dark world.

Of course.

It was definitely not the Red Devil who was talking to him.

It should be a salesman under the Red Devils.

After all, the name of the Red Devils is much louder than that of Locke, and they still eat information rice, and people are looking for the Red Devils to do business almost every second.

Locke is just one of them.

after awhile.

Reply.

"I'm not the Red Devil: "One hundred thousand!""

"Wushuang: "Are you stealing money, who is it, intelligence is so expensive?"

good guy.

"Wushuang: "I know your boss, let me give you a discount, everyone has been working together for so many years."

"I'm not the Red Devil: "Wait a minute!""

"Wushuang: "Okay.""

Locke touched the chin that finally started to grow a beard again, watching the message on the computer screen.

Is an identity worth 100,000?

Do you really think that money is not money?

Although the business of being a killer is quick to make money, Locke has spent a lot in these two days.

Put it this way.

If Locke doesn't take orders from now on, by this time next year, he will be unable to pay his property taxes and watch the IRS come to his door with a tank to chat with him.

"I'm not the Red Devil: "I asked the boss, the boss said, you are our friend, this information can be given to you for free."

There is nothing to be courteous, and it is either a traitor or a thief.

"Wushuang: "The price?""

"I'm not a Red Devil: "If there is an order next time,

Help us to complete it for free, equivalent exchange, if we exceed this information, we will make up the difference. ""

"Wushuang: "No problem!"

Locke said directly by typing.

There is no love or hate in this world for no reason.

He also didn't want to be cheap. After all, free things have been thoroughly proven, and the more free things are, the higher the cost.

fair enough.

Equivalent exchange.

That's what he does. It doesn't matter who he kills, as long as the system can perform missions, as long as the system performs missions, he will be judged as a bad guy. If he kills him, there is no psychological pressure.

In this world, after all, someone needs to uphold justice.

So……

Why can't that person be me?

soon.

Ding dong.

Locke opened his mailbox in the dark world and clicked in.

Raised eyebrows!

WTF?

Gallagher Abel, male, thirty-five years old, alias Mr. Y, Dark World, New York Brotherhood Assassin!

what's the situation?

Mr. Y?

fraternity?

assassin?

Peer?

What are you doing?

"Ding! 』

"Mission Completed (Injustice and Debt)"

"Quest Reward: "Achievement Point*1000" "Potential Point*1000" "Treasure Refresh Coupon*1"

"Ding! 』

"Task generation! 』

"New mission: My destiny is up to me! 』

"Task reward: "Achievement point*2000", "Potential point*2000", "Treasure refresh ticket*1""

"Task description: "In this world, there is such a magical textile machine. According to legend, this textile machine brings the will of God. There is a group of people who save ten, a hundred, or even a thousand people by killing one person. Practice your beliefs, and they will remove any name that appears on the loom, what if your name appears?""

"Remarks: You are a player. If this world has destiny, then this destiny is not qualified to judge you! 』

"W...T...F?"

Locke frowned.

textile machine?

fraternity?

Wanted?

Just kidding, how could Lao Tzu's name appear on the loom of fate?

Locke raised his eyebrows with an expression of disbelief.

That fate loom, isn't it a fake?

Locke has naturally seen the movie Wanted. Similarly, he also knows that there is a fraternity here, and he even plans to find a way to visit after he has stabilized his feet in New York for a while.

after all……

"Spear throwing" is a unique skill.

Brotherhood's signature skill!

but……

I haven't gone to the textile mill to study yet, man, tell me now, Lao Tzu's name has been tinkered with by the fate loom?

Did I offend that old nigger?

Locke blinked, thinking about such a question in his mind.

wrong.

The Destiny Textile Machine seems to be true at the beginning, it was not faked by Sloan, and Sloan is indeed doing his best to practice his so-called justice with the name on the Destiny Textile Machine.

It seems that after Sloan discovered his name, Sloan's mentality completely exploded, and then he chose to start forging, using the fate loom as an excuse to make profits for himself.

so……

Destiny Textile Machine can't actually be false, but Sloan will turn the fake into the real?

That is to say?

Destiny to kill me?

Locke raised an eyebrow.

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