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Chapter 120 Lady Luck Is Smiling (Fifth Change, Please Subscribe!)

early morning!

When the set time arrives, it can be at the first moment, and the curtains to enjoy the beautiful sea view are automatically opened towards both sides.

The sunlight from the ocean passes through the glass and shines on the wide but somewhat messy dress.

Impressively.

A pool of blood is very conspicuous.

but……

The bed was empty.

in the bathroom.

After getting dressed, Locke passed the bath towel in his hand, and the bathroom door slowly opened. Then, a small hand of Bai Zhi snatched the bath towel from Locke's hand with a snort, and then closed the door.

The corner of Locke's mouth rose slightly.

at this time.

"Locke!"

"Ok?"

"You pull out the sheet and give it to me."

"……it is good."

Locke regained his senses, looked at the messy and blood-stained bed sheet, blinked his eyes, and after doing so, handed the bed sheet to Gwen, who opened the door halfway.

next second.

Locke blinked: "Why don't you keep it as a souvenir?"

The bathroom door was opened.

Locke was taken aback.

Wrapped in a bath towel and wearing her blond hair that has not yet been dried, Gwen looked at Locke curiously with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "What kind of souvenir do you plan to make?"

Locke said subconsciously: "I don't know, go back and dismantle it and frame it?"

Gwen's eyebrows were jumping, and she grabbed the sheet in Locke's hand: "Pervert!"

A thud.

The bathroom door was closed again.

Locke looked at the sky.

This word...

Am I wrong?

But abnormal?
He has been human for two lifetimes.

Although it was the first time in this life last night, the part of the memory hidden in the soul was also awakened this time, and instantly enriched with the memory in the soul, Locke had just newly created in the memory palace private snow storage area.

After half an hour.

Gwen, who had blow-dried her long hair, came out of the bathroom.

As for the sheets?
It had been thrown into the washer dryer in the bathroom.

Locke sat on the sofa and watched as he came out of the bedroom. Gwen, who had changed his temperament overnight, got up and smiled: "You are so beautiful, Gwen."

Gwen looked at Locke approaching him, raised his head, and smiled a little: "So, this is what we said, we have clear plans for ourselves and clear plans for the future?"

Locke nodded: "Of course."

Gwen flickered: "Really?"

Locke looked serious: "Because, my future has you, and I love you, Gwen."

Gwen seemed to hear the answer she wanted to hear: "Me too, Locke!"

Four eyes facing each other.

Thrilled!

Sorry, little spider.

Stop looking for Gwen, she's mine.

If you want to harm, find someone else.

Mary Jane.

Gwen, I want it!

Locke stared into Gwen's eyes, thinking so in his heart, the smile on his face brightened again, and he hugged Gwen.

next second.

Gwen let out an exclamation.

A thud.

With Gwen's surprised and shy voice, the door was closed again.

after an hour.

While Cindy and Kahn were yawning at the dining table, Locke and Gwen were belatedly arriving.

After Gwen sat down, she said to Cindy, "Sorry, we're late."

Cindy looked at Gwen, who still had a trace of expression on her face, and smiled: "It's okay, I understand."

It's the first time.

It's all like that.

She and Kahn did the same that night, almost, they were late for class the next day.

Cindy blinked at Gwen with the expression of a person who came by, and said, I understand, I understand, and then his expression changed into an inquiring expression.

It seems to be saying, how long, how big, how long, uncomfortable expression.

gwen...

In an instant, the waiter was called, and he stopped the questioning eyes of the woman Cindy in time.

Locke next to him ignored Kahn's eyes all the time.

He has no interest in sharing his bedtime stories with others.

But if it is shared by others, Locke will be very interested to listen to it.

Breakfast is still AA for four people.

After breakfast, the four of them planned to continue their stroll from where they left off last night. The Poseidon was very big, like a small city. There were things in the city, and there were things on it.

Push door.

"Feel sorry."

"fine."

Locke smiled at the man who almost walked in from the outside and turned to him, said, and left the restaurant with Gwen.

Locke, who was walking behind, glanced at the two men in suits who entered the restaurant from the corner of his eye.

mercenary?
Good guy.

Killer.

gambler.

mercenary.

Can I still go on vacation with peace of mind?
Locke thought so in his heart.

The two people who almost collided with Locke just now were mercenaries.

reason?

The killer has a murderous look, and the mercenary is also good, but the mercenary has more, and there is a barbaric battlefield atmosphere.

When Locke was in Texas before, he also had an account with the mercenaries, and he would not admit to their temperament.

but……

As soon as Locke thought about it, he let it go.

Killers can come to this cruise ship for vacation, and mercenaries are also allowed.

not to mention……

As long as it's not for them, what these two people want to do has nothing to do with Locke.

I'm here for vacation, not for work.

Locke took a deep breath, listened to Gwen and Cindy's conversation, nodded and smiled like Kahn, and then joined the army of topics.

While shopping, Locke and the others met an acquaintance.

To be precise, it was an acquaintance Gwen knew.

Robert Lambch.

The former mayor of New York City and his daughter, Jennifer Ramsey.

When George was a police detective, he went to the former mayor's house, and Gwen and Jennifer knew each other because they were not much different in age. There will be walking around.

and so……

Don't underestimate a police detective in New York, especially one who has been a police detective for many years. His network, when it explodes, is quite powerful.

Joining Robert Ramkey and Jennifer Ramkey is Jennifer's boyfriend Christine.

Three women in one play.

After Gwen, Cindy, and the newly joined Jennifer said that the three of them would go and look around together, Locke suddenly found that he seemed to have time to go to the casino.

After the three girls got rid of their boyfriends to play together, the newly joined Christine touched his nose and suggested, "Why don't we go to the indoor swimming pool?"

Kahn's eyes lit up: "This proposal is good."

Locke thought about the casino on the ninth floor, and waved his hand: "You go, I'll go to the ninth floor."

Even after last night, the soul's DNA memory was triggered.

but……

See swimsuit girls?
Isn't Gwen sweet?

Isn't it better than those vulgar fans?
As Locke said, he waved directly at Kahn and the unfamiliar Christine, and then walked towards the elevator leading to the ninth floor.

With this time, warming up, doesn't he want to?
Locke swiped his card, exchanged a small amount of [-] chips, and walked towards a small casino with a banquet hall on the first floor and a few gaming tables on the second floor.

The cruise ship's large casino is on the fifth floor, covering half the area, and it is also the place with the most gamblers.

but……

The quality doesn't compare to here.

The casino on the fifth floor is big, but it's all about small fights.

It's different here. Although there are only a dozen or so tables, the amount above starts at four digits.

"I don't mind having one more."

Locke raised his bet. After looking around, he found a Texas Hold'em table, pulled out a chair, sat down and looked at the four people in the field with a smile: "I won't disturb you."

Dylan, who was smoking, glanced at Locke who was sitting down, raised his eyebrows, and said preemptively: "Children, this is a gambling table, not a play house."

I just found someone to take advantage of, good guy, are you here to steal the head?

Locke smiled all over his face, put the [-] chips in his hand in front of him, and looked at Dylan: "Really, but, this is already on the high seas."

Dylan smoked and didn't want to talk.

Locke then smiled at an acquaintance sitting opposite Dylan, that is, the former mayor of New York, who was sitting on his right: "Mr. Mayor, Gao Hai, you should be able to let me sit."

Dylan took Locke's cue and glanced at Robert Ramche, who was sitting across from him.

Robert Lambch shrugged: "I haven't been mayor for years."

If you are not in your position, you will not seek your job.

When a casino opens, it will naturally have gamblers.

The croupier looked at Locke who entered the market and nodded, and started a new round of opening.

Sitting opposite Locke, in the eyes of professional gamblers, the middle-aged man with a moustache and colorful clothes laughed haha, lost a thousand chips, looked at Locke: "Gambler!" The table doesn't look at age, but if you lose money, don't look for your mother."

The unsmiling man next to him, who seemed to be angry, also belonged to a lamb to be slaughtered, a slightly fat man lost a thousand chips.

Robert followed a thousand.

Locke smiled and looked at the fat sheep opposite: "Thank you, but I still have some pocket money."

talking.

Locke had [-] chips in his hand, and after a turn, he threw it up: "[-]!"

Dylan took a deep breath and chose to discard his cards. Then, he glanced at the fat sheep who had committed suicide with some complaints, and then cast a look at Locke.

Take it easy, don't chop up the fat sheep all at once.

The fat sheep named Larry Crow, whose name was similar to luck, laughed: "God, kid, maybe, I can teach you that this is not how it is played in casinos, you haven't even looked at your own cards yet."

talking.

Larry Crowe dropped five thousand in chips.

The silent man next to him followed.

Robert also followed, and then looked at Locke curiously: "Locke, where are you from?"

Locke looked at the fat sheep with a mustache on the opposite side, and took out the [-] chips in his hand. The chips rolled over at the fingertips, and threw them into the gambling pool, answering Robert's question: "Texas, Texas!"

Mustache Sheep: "..."

(End of this chapter)