A Certain Marvel Super Player

This is the real big scene.

Since this impostor dared to use his name, he should have thought that he would be forced out.

No real serial killer will tolerate a fake, but serial killers don't dare to come forward, so they have no channel to speak up if they are used.

Or be like the Bloody John in California, who will kill anyone who dares to impersonate him.

Or hold on.

There are only these two options.

But Locke is not a serial killer. He admits that he is a sinner, but he will not admit that he is a murderer. Therefore, Locke can choose the third way.

Locke in front of the camera, with his hands in his pockets, is as elegant as a British gentleman.

"If you're watching TV, well, I have a little advice for you."

The corner of Locke's mouth rose, staring at the camera: "Run, run now, run far away, because, I will chase you soon, and when I catch up with you, you will not die, I am facing the almighty The Lord swears, but your life will be worse than death, and I will let you know what it will be like to pretend to be me."

In the words, Locke made no secret of his killing intent.

He didn't mind someone pretending to be a peerless assassin.

But he was very concerned that someone took the name of the unparalleled assassin to kill people and swindle.

"hehe!"

After finishing speaking, Locke smiled abruptly, and sat on the sofa again, looking at the cold sweat over there, after all, Patty, who had just indirectly faced his monstrous murderous intentions, smiled apologetically: "Sorry, it's a little rude."

Patty smiled reluctantly. At this moment, she finally knew that although Locke behaved like an ordinary person, even like an elegant gentleman, in essence, Locke was a killer, and he was also an unscrupulous killer.

Locke got up, tidied up his tie, and looked at Patty: "Okay, I'm done talking about my business, I'll bother you, go first and call."

Patty's mouth twitched.

I'm going to change the phone tomorrow morning.

only……

The building has been surrounded by the NYPD, the FBI and the Homeland Security. How is he going to get out?

Patty looked at Locke, who was already walking towards the door, and couldn't help thinking in her heart.

at this time.

Locke stopped.

The hearts of everyone in the studio suddenly burst, and then the sadness began to flow.

Finished calf.

They are going to be silenced.

only……

Locke turned around, looked at Patty who stood up in front of the camera, and said, "Next time I'm here, invite Barbara, the Queen of New York weather, to come here. With all due respect, you are not a professional host."

A professional host should know how to liven up the atmosphere.

But Patty?

If it wasn't for the fact that Patty was George's high school ex-girlfriend, Locke wouldn't have given Patty this photogenic opportunity.

really.

Relationships are needed everywhere in life.

Locke shook his head, pulled the individual missile in his hand with one hand, and then, holding the remote control in one hand, directly ignored the two secret service members at the door, and pushed out the door.

Everyone in the studio looked at each other, dumbfounded.

This is...

it's over?

They survived.

Patty, who was on stage in front of the camera, had a confused expression to the extreme.

in the corridor.

After Locke walked into the elevator, he tilted his head and stared at the elevator door. The two secret agents who aimed guns at him smiled, "Aren't you going to go down together?"

The two agents were expressionless and aimed their guns at Locke, who was holding the missile.

Locke shook his head, released the elevator button, and when the elevator slowly closed, he waved to the two Secret Service agents: "Goodbye then."

Ding!

The elevator goes down!

The two Secret Service agents gasped heavily, and at the same time contacted the people downstairs by radio: "The target has gone down, repeat, the target has gone down."

The lobby on the first floor of the building.

"Hurry up!

"aim!"

"No shooting allowed without my signal!"

George and Colin of the FBI, and then Ms. Hand, the New York commander of SHIELD disguised as the Homeland Security Agency, led the elites under her command, and directly surrounded the hall, and then watched from afar. The closer the elevator.

third floor.

Second floor.

first floor.

Ding!

There was a crisp sound of the elevator arriving at the station, and then there were countless weapons, the sound of fast loading.

"Yo!"

Locke pulled the individual missile and walked out of the elevator. Looking at the scene in front of him, he was a little flattered: "Wow, such a big scene is amazing."

George took a deep breath, his eyebrows jumped, and he stared at the individual missile in Locke's hand, and said loudly: "Wushuang, you are surrounded."

Locke tilted his head: "I don't think it's right."

"what?"

Locke changed the individual missile to his left hand, and then with a flick of his right hand, a pistol appeared in his hand. The pistol was not aimed at anyone, but aimed at the bullet in his left hand.

"To be precise..."

Locke looked at George with a smile on his face: "Officer Stacy, it should be said that you are surrounded by me."

The Stark-produced missile in his hand, once it explodes, the building will be destroyed.

hateful.

Damn Magneto, ran back to nurse the child, and hasn't come back, otherwise, Locke can learn the assassin's ultimate skill "Leap of Faith" from Magneto.

Locke turned on the safety of the pistol, and smiled at the large array of explosion-proof shields, submachine guns, and sniper rifles lined up in front of him: "Five minutes later, I want to see an Audi parked in front of him. The door, otherwise, everyone would have perished together."

George and everyone were dumbfounded.

Walter Jafak?

George sneered directly: "This is not..."

"boom!"

Locke shot directly on the missile, and the fire suddenly appeared.

Everyone present was stunned.

"It's good luck once."

Locke also snorted, and then looked at George and the other police officers present: "I won't kill innocent people, but I can kill myself, do you want me to shoot two more shots, try, will you? Will be buried with me."

The FBI director Colin's legs were weak, and he was sweating coldly. Just now, he almost thought he was really going to see God: "George..."

Ms. Hand next to her also took a deep breath and looked at Locke as if she were looking at a lunatic.

A lunatic who doesn't care about his own life at all.

Ms. Hand also said in a low voice, "George, there are no hostage casualties. Washington is also paying attention to this side. There are many hostages upstairs."

George was expressionless, staring at Locke.

Locke smiled.

Pull the trigger.

"Wait a moment!"

"boom!"

Locke threw the gun, the bullet hit the ground with the missile instantly, and looked at George with a bright smile: "Officer Stacy, how is Officer Jeff Martin, okay?"

George frowned, roared at the person behind, and found an Audi, and then stared at Locke with his chest heaving: "I'll catch you, Wushuang, I swear."

Locke nodded: "Very good, I also enjoy this feeling, by the way, I heard that your daughter is in a relationship with the boy who was identified as my accomplice by the Department of Homeland Security?"

Hand frowned beside him.

Locke smiled and said: "Well, I admit, he is my accomplice, maybe, you can use him to seduce me, hahaha."

George clenched his fists: "Mad!"

Locke closed: "You are an idealist, George, and so am I, but you believe in the law, and what I see are those scumbags that the law can't punish, I just did what I should do, as a Humans, what they should be able to do."

"You are not qualified to judge others."

"I agree."

When Locke was waiting for the bus, he didn't mind chatting more with George: "Look, I never said you shouldn't arrest me, and I don't think I'm a judge or vigilante or something, you can Catch me, I won't stop you, after all, it's your job, and I support your job, George."

George was expressionless.

Locke smiled, looked at what had been parked over there, and looked directly at George and the other police officers present: "Let me tell you in advance, this missile is also connected to my heartbeat, if I hang up , this missile will explode, by the way, there is also one on the ceiling of the twenty-eighth floor, I will go first, good night, Officer Stacy."

Done.

Locke raised his foot and left.

Crash.

A passage that leads directly from the elevator to the gate was just given way by the police officers.

"Sir!"

"I have better eyesight and can shoot, repeat, shoot."

A sniper crouching on the opposite building stared at Locke in his scope, requesting instructions to shoot.

but……

George directly ordered the firing to be cancelled.

soon.

Locke came down to the side of the road surrounded by a group of people behind him, opened the back seat, and threw the missile into the back seat at will, then tidied up his suit and moved towards the representatives of the three law enforcement agencies at the entrance of the building. , raised his chin slightly: "Goodbye, everyone, you can come and try to chase me."

Done.

Locke got in the car, ignited, and with a hum, Audi instantly flew out like an arrow.

boom!

Locke put his right hand on the handbrake, and on the back seat, the missile gradually merged and began to form a perfect golden bracelet on Locke's right arm like a wriggling gold liquid.

Yes.

That missile was made with the unparalleled artifact~www.wuxiamtl.com~ If Locke wants the missile to explode, a bullet will do, but if Locke doesn't want to, then a real missile will hit it, it won't work. Possibly explosive.

"Sir."

"How about it."

"no!"

The explosion-proof team ran in front of George, shook his head and said: "We have searched the entire twenty-eighth floor, but we have not found any traces of missiles, nor have we detected any explosive substances."

Colin frowned and said, "We were tricked?"

George turned his head and glanced at Colin: "You prepared the car, tell me, you sent someone to follow?"

"Of course we sent people to follow," Colin said.

"where?"

"..."