A super player of a certain American comic"!
Because the competition was around Christmas, you transferred schools?
Stop it.
Central City University can be said to be one of the top ten best universities in the Federation. Ordinary people try their best to transfer in, so there is no such thing as transferring out.
Locke also spent a lot of effort to transfer to Midtown High School.
Otherwise, Locke wouldn't have rushed to school as soon as he arrived in New York, fearing that the school would expel him for being late.
besides...
Locke looked at Gwen suspiciously: "Why didn't anyone tell me?"
Gwen laughed a little embarrassedly: "I said that yesterday afternoon, but when I came to find you, I forgot to tell you. If you don't want to go, you can tell the teacher in charge."
Although Gwen said this, her expression clearly showed that she hoped Locke would go.
And Locke.
Locke thought about it and shrugged: "If I can go, why not? This kind of competition can give me extra points when applying for college in the future."
If you get a ranking, that would be even more points.
and.
For this kind of competition, the system will definitely give tasks. Judging from the rewards of the Junior Cowboy Competition in Texas, the basic rewards should start from 2,000 points.
Locke smiled and said, "If it's Christmas, that's even better. I'm alone anyway, so it doesn't matter where I spend it."
Gwen said, "You can come to my house."
Locke looked up at Gwen.
Gwen coughed and said, "It probably won't take up Christmas. It might be in the early days of December. If you're free, you can come to my house. Every Christmas, my mother will prepare a lot of sumptuous food."
Locke nodded: "I'll think about it, thank you, Gwen!"
Gwen: "…"
In the afternoon.
After Locke and Gwen took the chemistry preparatory course, the teacher informed him of this matter. Then, even though Captain Gwen recommended him this time, the teacher still gave Locke a few questions to answer on the spot.
At this time, if you don't upgrade your chemistry (grade 10), then what's the point of having a system?
When Locke came out of the office, Gwen, who was leaning against the corridor not far away with her backpack in her hand, came up and asked with concern, "How is it?"
Locke sighed.
Gwen was slightly stunned. Didn't he pass? No way. Locke's knowledge reserve was clearly...
Locke looked at the expression on Gwen's face, laughed, and then said, "Passed."
Gwen was stunned, then rolled her eyes at Locke very beautifully.
Locke laughed heartily in a good mood.
On the way home.
Locke hung up the phone call from the insurance agent and said to Gwen, who was concentrating on driving, "Can you drop me off at the next intersection? My car is here."
Gwen blinked. "Did you get compensated again?"
Locke twitched his lips and said, "I'm not an insurance fraud, why shouldn't I pay for it?"
Gwen smiled and said, "If there is a chance to do it again, I'm afraid that insurance company will definitely not accept your order."
Locke opened his mouth.
but...
The truth is probably the same as what Gwen said.
The insurance agent was in a car shop not far away.
Pay the car price now and deliver it on the spot. The speed is so fast that it is dazzling. Before Locke can react, a brand new car key is in his hand.
Locke looked at the insurance agent who was walking with the wind and asked the boss next to him curiously.
I only found out after asking.
In a sense, the compensation for this car was not paid for by the insurance company, but because the manufacturer saw the news about what happened in New York, and then discussed with the insurance company and simply got the insurance company to do publicity together.
The official car for New York's Fast and Furious!
Good job.
Locke was astonished when he heard the boss' explanation. If this advertisement was released, the store would lose all its money. As a result, he was superficial again. Today alone, the store had sold 30 Audi R8s.
I'm in the countryside.
Locke grabbed his keys, got in his car, and drove away.
In the evening.
Manhattan!
Pearl Street.
A hotel entrance that looks like a triangle.
The hotel is called...
Continental Hotel!
The doorman standing at the door of the Continental Hotel was slightly stunned when he saw Locke, wearing sunglasses and a neat and well-fitting suit, getting out of the taxi.
Unparalleled!
The doorman was startled and helped Locke open the door.
Locke said thank you and walked into the Continental Hotel.
Catches the eye!
The hotel lobby wasn't deserted, but it wasn't busy either.
Charon, the hotel manager, stood at the front desk facing the main entrance. He looked up at Locke approaching and raised his eyebrows. After Locke walked in, he smiled and greeted him, "Good evening, Mr. Wushuang."
Locke took out a gold coin and pushed it over: "Have a drink!"
Charon nodded, smiling as he served, then handed Locke a hand: "Have fun, Mr. Wushuang."
Locke took the cards and walked towards the elevator.
Just as I was about to get into the elevator, someone came out of it.
After Locke entered the elevator, he happened to hear Charon say to the man: "Good evening, Mr. Wick."
"…"
Locke seemed to have thought of something: "Was that John Wick just now? The John Wick who killed my dog and wanted your whole family to be buried with him?"
Calculating the time, is there anyone who hasn't retired yet?
Locke thought so in his heart.
bite!
The elevator reaches the bottom and the door opens.
Catch the eye.
It is a hotel.
As a qualified killer, Locke immediately took in the surrounding environment and people, and then located his target.
Take a seat.
Locke waved his hand, called the waiter, and then said to the serious black man sitting opposite him: "Good evening, Dembe, where is the Red Devil?"
Dembe glanced at the waiter who brought the bourbon, and after the waiter left, he said, "Mr. Ledington is abroad and it is not convenient for him to return to the Federation."
Yes.
The Red Devil is also the FBI's most wanted criminal.
but...
So why did he go to Texas?
Locke smiled, took out the piece of paper that the Red Devil asked for from his arms, handed it directly to Dumby, and then invited him, "Would you like a drink?"
Dembe glanced at Locke, took out his phone, and dialed. After the Red Devil answered the call, he said a few words and then handed the phone to Locke.
Locke took it and said, "Red Devil, I thought I could buy you a drink. After all, I like bourbon now, but you told me that bourbon was good."
The Red Devil over there laughed heartily: "My dear friend, rum is also very good. You should try it more often. Don't just drink bourbon."
Locke smiled.
The Red Devils also said directly after exchanging pleasantries: "There is actually another reason for asking Dembe to come over to pick up the goods this time."
Locke: "…"
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