Super player of a certain American comic

Chapter 187 I belong to the Lone Star Republic
"Malik?"

"Lock, look..."

"I'm looking."

"……Feel sorry!"

Sam Malik on the other end of the phone was slightly taken aback, and then smiled wryly: "I thought, after I quit and fully supported you, she would be very sensible."

The corner of Locke's mouth rose: "Obviously, she doesn't know the fun, but when did this breed know the fun?"

Just look at frontrunner Nick Fury.

He doesn't have much skills, and he has a lot of operations. What else can he do besides moral kidnapping?

the Avengers?
To put it bluntly, isn't it just to be beaten up at the door by someone before you can have revenge?

If you fucking take the Defenders, Locke will look up to Nick Fury, and by the way, look up to that breed.

"What are you going to do?"

"What, are you going to help me?"

"If I can help."

Sam Malik said sternly: "Because of my family, I can't get involved with this kind of thing on the surface, but helping you is tantamount to helping me, so yes, if there is anything I can do I will do my best to help where I can.”

Locke smiled, disapprovingly: "Thanks, if there is anything that needs you, I will tell you."

"Then you plan to..."

"I'm from the Lone Star State!"

"..."

To be precise, it is the Lone Star Republic.

In [-], they, Texas, accepted the United States into the Republic of Texas, not they.

The Lone Star State is even more so, the name of a state that the white leftists will tremble when they hear the name!
The last governor was directly impeached and stepped down because some white leftists and Texas independence shouted too little.

Again.

He is from the Lone Star State, and discrimination is fundamental!

but……

There's something interesting about this Sam Malik.

Sam Malik's father is indeed Gideon Malik, and he has a sister named Stephanie Malik, well, that's the Hydra Malik family.

but.

Sam Malek seemed out of place with Hydra.

Was Sam Malek, like Lord Strack's son, unaware of what the real business of his family was up to?
Locke thought so.

look up.

Gwen's eyes of trust and unconditional trust came oncoming.

Locke raised his eyebrows: "I thought your face should be worried."

Gwen shook her head: "No, I believe you."

Locke looked at Gwen, who was his little fan girl, opened his mouth, and pointed out the door: "I'm leaving, a courier was sent by mistake, I'm going to get it back."

Gwen hummed: "Remember to see the sample tomorrow."

"it is good."

Locke nodded.

He was indeed going to Chester's side, instead of summoning the Peerless Assassin on the field and directly making moves outside the field.

It's not yet the time to make an outside move.

The relationship between the Peerless Assassin and Locke can no longer be deepened. He also has a gun license now. Unless necessary, the things that the Peerless Assassin does will be completely separated from Locke.

and.

Sometimes, watching the people committing death and the process of committing death, Locke actually enjoys it quite a bit, just like watching a movie, but it is a movie that Locke already knows the ending.

Locke looked for Clint Chester, asked Chester for something, then went to the next door to take a look at Carrie, chatted for a while, and then went back to the Star Building to sleep.

the next day.

A factory in New Jersey.

"Wow."

"Exquisite!"

"Perfect."

"gentleman!"

"..."

Cindy and Betty looked at Locke's photobook that had been assembled by the factory, and exclaimed one after another.

Gwen looked at the eyebrows and said, "Hey, hey, that's enough, you two, can you put away your saliva, it's not like you don't have boyfriends."

Cindy didn't even raise her head: "Who told you to act too quickly, Locke entered school on the first day, and you snatched Locke that afternoon."

Gwen couldn't help but said: "What do you mean I snatched Locke, obviously..."

Cindy turned around directly, and looked at Gwen with a begging expression: "Before Locke, which transfer student were you so active in, my dear, the so-called love at first sight is just love at first sight, just admit it."

Gwen opened her mouth and changed the subject directly: "Okay, I'll take a look at it and get down to business. Have you negotiated a venue for the campaign?"

As soon as this weekend is over, it will be the half-month election day for the president of the student union.

Half a month's election, handover in May, and then officially took office in June, [-] days, three speeches, and the result after the last speech.

Tight.

Heavy task.

Cindy nodded: "Don't worry, the table and so on, the rugby team members have already fixed it, and tomorrow afternoon, they will come to the academy to put up posters, and Locke's campaign posters will also be pasted on their training ground."

There are plenty of girls at midtown high schools who like that quarterback.

After all, some of the female classmates were quite philanthropic, and they could say that Sam Malek was their weekday man and Locke their weekend man.

Betty also said from the side: "The campus media is also ready. Next Monday, the headline of the campus newspaper will be Locke's award-winning interview. At noon, the radio station will also broadcast the award-winning results this time."

talking.

Betty looked at Locke: "Locke, I have withstood too much pressure for you, and the supporters of Nina Bell are threatening me."

Locke looked at Betty curiously: "Threatening you?"

Betty shrugged.

It can't be called a threat, after all, Nina Bell is the vice president of the student union. Seeing that after the quiz ended, there was no movement on the campus radio, TV, or newspapers. Naturally, she knew that Betty had voted for Locke.

Again.

This is a conspiracy.

Betty said, the typesetting is being done, the copywriting is being done, the video is being edited, and it is pushed back directly.

even.

Betty sighed: "For you, I had to reluctantly fire a beautiful host from our media."

Who made Betty suddenly discover that the woman was doing something.

At that time, Betty did some research, good guy, that girl's boyfriend is black, and he supports Nina Bell, because if Nina Bell promotes equal rights, then he can graduate with poor grades Now, there is no need to study any ghost credits.

Because of the color of his skin, he gets preferential treatment.

As for the news on the forum yesterday, neither Betty nor Cindy mentioned it.

The war is about to start, and it doesn't make any sense to say these words.

Again.

Locke looks stable and composed, with the winning ticket in hand, which gives people a very reliable and reassuring feeling.

In fact, Locke thinks so too.

This Nina Bell can use this method to make Sam Malik withdraw from the election. Among them are Sam Malik's own reasons, and the other is the voice of public opinion.

But Locke is different.

First, he's a Texan.

Second, he is a champion.

What Sam Malik was worried about was that the public opinion would be quarreled, which would be detrimental to his reputation. After all, he should want to take the politician's route, and because he did not lead the football team to the championship.

But Locke won the championship.

Nina Bell can blame Sam Malik for discriminating against black skin, which led to the loss of the game.

But she couldn't blame Locke.

In a competition game, food is the original sin. If you lose, no matter what you say, you have nothing to refute, but if you win, that's another matter.

Not to mention, Locke is still a grand slam overall win.

new week.

Midtown High School.

"beep!"

Nina Bell, a grade 12 student, drove this Ford car into the parking lot with anticipation on her face.

good day.

This will be the starting point for her to bring freedom and equality to Midtown colleges and universities.

but……

When Nina Bell just drove the car into the parking lot, she instantly noticed that a banner had been hung up with the help of several rugby players.

"Lock Broughton, spokesperson for wisdom and courage! 』

"A handsome picture in a suit! 』

"what?"

With a height of 1.8 meters and a weight of [-], Nina Bell, who had a dark complexion and dirty braids, was taken aback for a moment, opened her car with a bang, and walked over there: "Water, What are you doing, get down, damn it, Rock Broughton is out of the race."

The article she concocted by someone has said so clearly.

If Locke doesn't want to be labeled as discriminatory, then, like Sam Malik, he will obediently choose to propose it.

Otherwise.

Her big stick of discrimination is waved down, but it will die socially.

But now?

Nina Bell looked at the several white people who ignored her, her face turned dark, but because she was born dark, it was well concealed.

How dare he!
Is he crazy?

Nina Bell took a deep breath, looked at the hanging banner, resisted the urge to go up and tear him apart, and listened to the cold voice on the campus radio telling the exciting Locke... Broughton's grand slam deeds came to the rest corridor.

Her campaign manager, a black woman with the same skin color as her, looked at Nina Bell who walked in, and hurried up: "Damn it, didn't he read our article?"

Nina Bell's expression was very bad: "Obviously, he didn't see it."

Based on what Nina Bell has learned from her parents over the years, as long as they raise the banner of discrimination, they will be able to go forward without any disadvantage.

That's how Rock Broughton should be.

"I'll give you one last chance to beg for mercy!"

Nina Bell threw the Chanel backpack, which was also obtained through discrimination, into the cabinet and looked at her campaign manager: "Where is Broughton's campaign venue?"

……

(End of this chapter)