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Chapter 39 I'm Strong Too (Favorites, Recommendations!)
Six golden apples.

Holy Artifact.

Brotherhood, League of Assassins.

Temple, Knights Templar.

Isn't this fucking "Assassin's Creed"?

Locke raised an eyebrow.

next second.

Locke froze for a moment, looked at the golden apple in his hand, blinked, and urged the golden apple to be sacrificed at the cost of life?
Why don't I need it?

……and many more.

energy.

Locke thought of the picture of him urging the golden apple for the first time, and the energy he ran out for the first time was beyond Locke's imagination.

fortunately.

Locke's energy is also beyond the imagination of the golden apple.

Locke thought about it, and he felt right. It is estimated that before he got the endless energy, I am afraid that if the golden apple is activated, it will indeed require the energy of life to activate it.

Good guy.

Locke was afraid for a while. Fortunately, he was busy counting rewards at that time. When he was playing with the golden apple, the highest talent had already arrived. If this was a mistake, wouldn't he almost lose his life?
but……

Locke looked at the golden ball in his hand, but still couldn't connect this thing with an apple: "By the way, shouldn't apples have leaves? What about leaves? This thing, without leaves, has nothing to do with apples no matter how you look at it." It doesn't matter, it looks like a stone egg instead."

Could it be that the leaf was picked off by Sloan?
Locke blinked and thought of something. After all, Sloan estimated that he had obtained this golden apple for a long time. If he couldn't find a way to use it after searching for a long time, it was also expected that he would try to swallow it to see if it would work.

a few days later.

After finishing the day's daily tasks, Locke, who has won 2000 achievement points and 2000 potential points, is doing homework remotely with Gwen in the study after dark.

Getting ready for a race in Maine in December.

at this time.

Locke's satellite phone next to him rang.

Gwen, who was videoing with Locke, looked at Locke, who was halfway through the conversation, and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Locke looked at Gwen in the video and smiled: "There's a call, I'll answer it."

Gwen didn't suspect him either: "Okay."

Locke got up, grabbed the satellite phone, and walked out of the study.

connected.

"Victoria?"

After Locke got connected, he heard the voice on the other side of the phone, and said suspiciously, didn't it mean that Victoria had already been arrested, why did she escape?
Or did you sell your client list?

This is the instinct of survival, and my life is about to die. What kind of secret can compare to my own secret.

only……

Victoria over there said, "I'm sorry, Wushuang."

Locke raised his eyebrows and walked from the second floor to the bar downstairs. Hearing this sentence, he paused his drinking movements: "Huh?"

"I was captured by the organization I originally betrayed."

"heard."

Locke resumed drinking, seemed to think of something, jokingly said: "Is the original leader of your organization an old black slave with a one-eyed mask who likes to wear a windbreaker?"

The Red Devils said that Victoria may belong to this mysterious organization.

Locke just asked, and didn't take it seriously.

but……

Victoria seemed a little surprised: "How do you know."

"...Really?"

"Well, but Hardman is wearing a blindfold, but he prefers to wear a beret instead of a windbreaker. On the day he caught me, he was indeed wearing a windbreaker."

Real hammer!
The mysterious organization is S.H.I.E.L.D.

Locke raised an eyebrow.

A blindfold can basically be a stone hammer. The Hardman in Victoria's mouth is Nick Fury, the director of the legendary secret organization S.H.I.E.L.D.

Let's say that.

When people see Hulk, they know it's Hulk.

People know Tony Stark when they see Iron Man.

And when people saw the old black slave wearing a blindfold, it was a slave pretending to be a pirate, so it must be Nick Fury.

Just as Hulk can only be changed by Bruce Banner, and the blindfold can only be worn by Nick Fury.

only……

Holding his wine glass, Locke walked to the balcony, looked at the Central Park opposite the Star Building, and asked Victoria on the other side of the phone curiously: "How did you escape?"

Will Nick Fury let the defected Victoria go so easily?

"The Roman Brothers got me out."

"……I am listening."

"Sorry, they know that I have had business dealings with you, they rescued me, and want to know from me how to find you."

The blond, blue-eyed, sweet-looking Victoria got on the private plane that came to meet her, sipped the red wine in her mouth, smiled and said sorry.

Locke was not surprised at all: "It's okay, just come out."

Again.

His life is almost gone, and no secret can compare to his own life. Locke will not do this, and naturally, he will not ask others to do it.

The people of the Roman Brotherhood knew that this was normal.

After all, Victoria Knox is an arms dealer, and the only way an arms dealer can advertise is to tell new customers who her old customers are.

Originally, Locke was not very famous among Victoria's customer base.

He's just an assassin.

But who made Victoria Knox like credit, and in the face of customers who wanted credit, in order to ensure that the customer would not repay the money, Locke would definitely be shown off.

and so……

Locke bowed his head and smiled: "It's okay, I can understand."

Give it up and give it up.

Peerless Assassin, this person does not exist at all, as long as he does not wear sunglasses, even if the other party turns the whole earth upside down, it is impossible to find him.

It's a pity that Locke was wrong.

Victoria Knox over there said: "They must have useful clues, so, I will take your little friend..."

Locke squinted his eyes when he heard this: "What kid."

"Rock Broughton, that, your little friend, isn't it."

"what?"

"Feel sorry."

Victoria Knox continued to apologize, with a sweet tone: "If I don't give them an explanation, they want me to give them an explanation. They are very strong, Wushuang."

"Me too."

"Varied……"

Locke interrupted directly: "Goodbye, Victoria."

Done.

Locke hung up the phone neatly, and at the same time blocked the sweet-looking Victoria Knox in his friend database.

I am giving you some further information to increase friendship, not to betray you.

You betrayed Wushuang, as a friend, in order to protect myself, I can understand, and I won't blame you.

But it would be wrong for you to betray Locke.

……

　It's Saturday, another weekend, happy weekend!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)