A Certain Marvel Super Player

Chapter 65: No one sleeps tonight

After half an hour.

After tidying up the house, Locke quietly put away the bug in the room, and then quickly rushed to the rooftop of Gwen's apartment.

after awhile.

The rooftop door was pushed open.

"Locke" was in front, Gwen was at the back, and after "Locke" got on the rooftop, he snorted, as if he saw something, and walked towards the shadow where Locke was hiding just now.

Gwen, who followed behind, looked at Locke who suddenly disappeared into the shadows, and was slightly taken aback: "Locke?"

The words fell.

Locke came out of the shadows, looked at Gwen not far away, turned his head, and looked behind him: "I swear, I just saw a shorthair cat running past me, but the past When that happens, it's gone."

It's not bad.

There were no searchlights installed on the roof of Gwen's apartment, otherwise, there would be no chance to recover the clone.

Gwen blinked and seemed to have discovered a new world: "Do you like cats very much?"

Locke thought for a while: "I like horses."

He is a cowboy.

It is normal for cowboys to love horses.

Gwen twitched at the corner of his mouth: "You can't keep horses in your apartment."

Locke shrugged: "The cat, I like the Napoleon short-legged cat, it looks very cute."

Gwen's eyes lit up: "Really."

Locke nodded.

Of course it's fake.

But who made Gwen's room have a pet magazine, in which the picture of Napoleon Short-legged cat was circled. Locke checked the Internet specially, otherwise, he would not know that there was a cat called Napoleon Short-legged cat. Woolen cloth.

at this time.

Locke's legs suddenly became weak, and he almost didn't kneel on the ground.

Gwen was startled when she saw this, she ran to Locke and supported Locke: "What's the matter with you?"

Locke shook his head: "It's fine."

The sequelae of the golden apple.

He did come to Gwen's house for dinner today, but he used a golden apple to split his avatar, and his main body was fishing at the Xingchen Building.

If there is only one Megan here tonight, then it will not take much time.

Mainly, Hydra disrupted his rhythm.

Although his supreme talent, the energy provided by Zhuoer Bufan is inexhaustible, but the level comes from the first level, and there is a certain limit when there is a level.

The energy provided to the Golden Apple to maintain the clone has always been continuous, but Locke can clearly feel that after more than an hour, he can feel that his physical strength is rapidly depleting.

To put it simply, although there is a steady stream of mana, his current body cannot bear much.

If he hadn't filled a small blood bottle on the way, I'm afraid Locke would have wilted when he was on the way.

at the moment?

Locke felt that he could still hold on.

only…

a bit sleepy.

Locke yawned and looked at Gwen: "I think, I might be too sleepy."

Gwen blinked: "Is that so?"

Locke hummed.

His two-level extraordinary talent and tenacity are also continuing to show their power. Just wait, it's ok.

but.

When Locke was about to leave.

Gwen stood beside him and said to his father George, "Daddy, I know it's illegal to drive under the influence of alcohol, so what about fatigued driving?"

George, who was sitting with his wife Helen in the living room drinking red wine and talking, smiled and said, "Of course, didn't it happen last week in Brooklyn that there was a traffic case where a truck crashed into a coffee shop due to fatigue driving?"

Gwen snorted.

The next second.

Gwen pointed at Locke and looked at George: "I report that Locke intends to drive fatigued."

Yawning Locke blinked: "what?"

George and Helen looked at each other: "..."

After half an hour.

In the guest room on the second floor of Gwen's house.

Locke opened his mouth, then turned to look at the door, with a smile, holding Gwen who had just taken out the quilt and walked in, feeling a little magical: "What is this operation?"

Why did you stay overnight for no reason?

Gwen threw the cup in Locke's arms and said with a serious expression: "You heard from George, if you go back now and are found by the patrolling police, they will think you are driving fatigued and throw you into the police station. , believe me, you wouldn't want to go to any of the NYPD precincts."

A handsome male **** like Locke will definitely be bullied by those hooligans after entering.

"All right."

Gwen clapped her hands, flicked her golden ponytail, and looked at Locke with a smile: "Then you can rest first, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

Locke looked at Gwen who turned to close the door and left, looked at the door, and looked down at the quilt in his arms.

He has recovered now.

The two-level extraordinary tenacity talent can guarantee him that no matter how much energy he loses, he can recover in the fastest time. The reason why he did that just now may be because he hasn't recovered his avatar, so the tenacious talent mistakenly thinks that he is still alive. In battle.

On the rooftop just now, it may also be that the extraordinary tenacity misjudged something, thinking that he lost too much, and he made up for it all at once.

As we all know, humans need oxygen, but taking too much oxygen can also be poisonous.

"never mind."

Locke thought about it, shook his head, and went to bed: "Anyway, the finishing work at the Xingchen Building is fine, so let's stay overnight, just so that his alibi will be stronger. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

Moreover, it was not Locke's initiative to come to Gwen's house for dinner today.

Because after all, tomorrow is the school dance, and the dance starts at 6 o'clock in the evening. It is impossible for Locke to tell George when he arrives at 5 o'clock tomorrow, that your daughter's male partner is me.

Exactly.

Every Friday, Helen would ask Gwen to ask Locke to come to the house for dinner. After all, Locke was an orphan, and Helen was a good wife and mother with a very kind heart.

So Locke came, and by the way, at the dinner table, told George about it.

Helen seemed to be mentally prepared for this.

After all, an eighth-grade prom or something, Gwen doesn't care at all about what her dress looks like.

But this time is different.

After confirming the ball, this time, I went to the dress shop with Helen to choose a suitable dress for myself.

so…

And George's reaction was more interesting.

Of course.

What kind of reaction George would make was also in Locke's expectation.

Ok.

Originally, George and Locke went to target every Saturday, but after Locke finished speaking, George pondered for a while and changed the target time to Sunday.

Maybe he was thinking, when the dance ended tomorrow, to see if he bullied Gwen, before deciding whether to take him to target tomorrow or take him to target tomorrow.

Although it sounds similar, but in fact, there are obvious differences between the two.

sleep!

Locke thought so, closed his eyes, and fell asleep in a second.

but…

Locke can sleep peacefully, but some people can't.

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