A Certain Marvel Super Player

on the corridor.

Locke stood beside Agent Lewis. After saying this, he raised his foot and walked towards the inside.

Agent Lewis stood there, listening to Locke's undisguised and provocative words, his face a little ugly.

next second.

"Maybe I should call you..."

"Boom!"

"stop!"

"Shet!"

"lay down!"

How could Agent Louis, who is a direct descendant of Marisa Wigler, accept a provocation from a rookie agent who, in his opinion, turned around, prepared to catch Locke, and taught Locke a good lesson .

In the CIA, there are also hierarchies.

but…

Just when Louis' right hand was about to touch Locke's shoulder, there was a scream, followed by a thud. On the wall, moreover, Agent Lewis, who had been squeezed by Fate's throat.

And the one who held Agent Lewis down was undoubtedly Locke.

moment. .

The muzzle of everyone's guns involuntarily turned to Locke, who had one hand in his pocket and one hand stuck directly in Agent Lewis' throat, shouting in various ways.

Locke was expressionless, looked around the crowd, and then set his eyes on his hands. Agent Louis, whose face was gradually reddening, narrowed his eyes, as if he was appreciating something.

Agent Louis, whose throat was pressed by Locke, hung his feet weakly in the air, his hands tightly pressed Locke's arm, trying his best to open his mouth and breathe, in his opinion, extremely precious oxygen at this moment.

Five seconds.

ten seconds.

Twenty seconds.

Agent Lewis not only flushed, but even his eyes began to turn a morbid red.

Many agents aimed their guns at Locke, but did not dare to shoot.

even…

After the initial excitement didn't get any response from Locke, he didn't even bother to talk about the scene.

soon!

Locke could even see that Agent Lewis' soul was about to leave the body.

at this time.

Killer Mays said: "Agent Louis is the favorite agent of Director Marissa Wigler, and the plane of Director Marissa Wigler is coming soon."

The corners of Locke's mouth rose, and his right hand was released.

Boom!

Agent Lewis, like a heavy dead pig, landed on the corridor, then, after regaining his freedom, greedily breathed the air around him.

Locke looked at Agent Lewis who was lying at his feet, like a lost and dead dog, the corner of his mouth raised slightly: "A loyal dog is also a dog. To be a dog, you must have eyesight!"

Done.

Locke glanced at the newly born killer Mace, and then left the corridor without looking back.

"I'm going to kill him."

"I'm going to kill him!"

After Locke left, Agent Lewis, who was lying on the ground and had no image of breathing, felt that he was okay again at this moment, and roared in a low voice.

Those who didn't understand the voice thought that Locke killed his entire family.

Killer Mace walked by with a blank face, and when passing by Agent Lewis, he glanced at Agent Lewis lying on the ground and laughed: "If he wants to kill you, you won't survive for a second. "

Agent Lewis raised his head angrily and looked at Killer Mays.

but…

Killer Mays, at this moment, has also left.

Corridor corner.

Killer Mays, looking at Locke, who was standing on the corner, had been waiting for her, without the slightest surprise, even sent an invitation: "Go to my room and have a glass of wine?"

Locke stared at the killer Mace without speaking.

in the base room.

"Feel sorry."

Killer Mays handed Locke the wine he had just poured in his hand, and then shrugged: "Compared to bourbon, I still like the taste of vodka."

Locke took the vodka handed over by Killer Mace, and then looked at Killer Mace with interest: "Mace, you won't help me because I'm your classmate?"

In fact.

This is not the first time killer Mace has sided with Locke.

At that time, at the Secret Service Academy, when the Locke regiment killed the students who rushed in and was about to find Walter Burke, the killer Mace squatted on him.

but…

Locke originally thought that there was going to be a fight, but he didn't expect that the killer at the time, Mays, just looked at him a few times across from him, and then moved out of the way.

at the moment?

This is the third time.

Locke had already guessed the answer.

really.

Killer Mays shrugged, looked at Locke casually, smiled and said, "Is there anything wrong with helping my own kind?"

similar?

What Mays said, naturally, it was not the attributes of Locke and Mays who figured out, but the same occupation.

This profession is definitely not the so-called secret agent profession at the moment. Compared with secret agent Mays and killer Mays, this profession is the one that makes Mays truly identify with him.

after all…

Killer Mays, rather than being a secret agent, might as well say that in her opinion, she was only caught by the CIA and had to be taken by the CIA, to be precise, and had to be taken by the CIA. Compiled by Marisa Wigler.

so…

Locke listened to the answer he expected, but did not give any response.

After all, the killer is Wushuang, not him Locke.

However, the unparalleled assassin is Locke's first identity. Perhaps, Locke hides well and can deceive many people. However, in the face of a killer, especially a killer who has been with him for three months, he can perceive that Locke is vague It is not surprising that there are some commonalities.

After all, Locke has never specifically concealed his identity.

Again.

Locke never liked to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, that's not his typhoon.

"thanks."

Locke didn't give the killer Mace a positive reply, but just smiled and said thank you, and then looked at Mace: "So, what is your real mission?"

Killer Mays said indifferently: "Catch Eric Heller alive, and... monitor you."

Locke raised his eyebrows.

Killer Mays got up, refilled the vodka in the Locke glass, and then shrugged: "As for that Louis, obviously, it was used to spy on me."

Locke smiled and said, "Then you still save him?"

just…

Locke was indeed murderous.

He doesn't mind killing people.

Moreover, even more would not mind, the venue for murder.

In a word.

He is now a special agent Locke, not a high school student Locke, but a CIA agent with a legal license to kill!

But, it's still the same sentence, others help me, I help others, so after Mays made a noise, Locke saw that Mays had helped him, and let Agent Bruce die.

Mace smiled and said, "I believe you will kill him, but after you kill him, I will be in trouble."

Locke thought for a while, smiled, nodded and said, "That's right."

Mace sipped the vodka in his glass without speaking.

Locke thought for a while, and seemed to have thought of something. He looked at Metz: "By the way, did you have any reason to be caught by Marisa Wigler?"

This is a well-informed question.

The killer Mace, why he became an agent, Locke had already investigated clearly during the Christmas holiday.

Although this matter is very concealed, it is impossible to hold Locke's information from a wide range of sources, and the Red Devils gave the answer.

In a word.

Killer Mace, when her name was Ava, defected from her group.

Like the spy organization, the killer organization is also ruthless towards traitors. If you don't die, they will not stop chasing and killing.

And just when the killer Mace was being hunted down, he met Marisa Wigler.

Then…

Killer Mays, turned into a special agent Mays, the CIA wants to make a person disappear, or to give a new life to a person, it is still very simple.

Killer Mays smiled and looked at Locke: "If you're willing to tell me your code name, otherwise, I won't say it."

Locke nodded: "It's fair, but I don't want to say it either."

Killer Mace did not speak.

at this time.

Locke raised his eyebrows, looked at the killer Mays, and smiled: "However, you are my friend, Mays, maybe, there is something I can help you, you are welcome."

Mace looked at Locke's eyes and expression when he said this, and smiled: "I will."

Done.

There was a knock on the door.

Locke got up, pushed open the door, and looked at the agent outside.

Looking at the neatly dressed Locke, the agent seemed a little surprised, but he quickly returned to his senses and said, "Director Wigler is here."

Locke hummed.

ten minutes later.

Locke and Mays walked into the room, and when they saw it, they saw Agent Louis with his head down, his neck flushed, his face flushed, and even his eyes flushed, and Marisa Wiegler, who had short fiery red hair when they met for the first time. .

"Mr. Locke Broughton!"

Marissa Wigler looked at Locke who walked in, smiling and speaking with a knife: "Maybe, I should ask Mr. Anonymous how he taught his agents to shoot the gun. Aim at your colleague?"

The corners of Locke's mouth rose, and he looked at Marissa Wigler with short red hair: "Do you need me to provide my phone number?"

Marissa Wigler narrowed her eyes.

Locke sneered and glanced blankly at Agent Louis, who had complained to his mother over there, and walked directly to the sofa next to him, sat down, and looked at Marissa Wigler: " It seems that you know my information, but, it seems, it is not so comprehensive!"

talking.

Locke sighed deeply, looked at Marissa Wigler, and said with a smile: "You may know who my mother is, but it seems, you don't know how I got into the CIA, but you Do you really want to play games with me, Director Wigler, okay, I'll play with you, the game starts, but don't think about backing down."

Marissa Wigler: "…"