Super player of a certain American comic

Chapter 438 Black Spider and White Spider
but……

Locke didn't care whether Peter Parker hated him or not. After all, right now, the most important thing is to earn points. By the next day, the members of the competition team were quickly caught in a new round of tests. In a tense and busy state.

Except, occasionally, Harry may hear Peter Parker mentioned, but only a little mention, at most, about the Parker family looking for a cemetery.

Again.

New York is big, it's not easy.

Not only is it not easy to live, but even after death, it is also not easy. At the very least, the cost of a cemetery is actually quite large. On a conservative basis, the land of a cemetery in Queens is also average. Three months' salary is required.

By the time Locke and the others saw Peter Parker again, it was already April, almost half a month, and on this day, Peter Parker reappeared in the rest corridor.

complexion...

It was ugly, and there was an aura of "my family is dead, don't bother me" all over her body.

Even Harry, who didn't know that Peter would come, saw this, his eyes lit up, and he ran up quickly, but was directly ignored by Peter who closed the cupboard door.

Bang.

Peter glanced at Harry, then, clutching his skateboard in one hand and his backpack in the other, he was about to head for the classroom.

at this time.

Frassey rubbed his nose and walked out of the crowd, planning to express his feelings to Peter. After all, Frassey is not bad in nature, at least he knows that he will not think about a classmate who is in grief.

but.

"Peter!"

"Oh!"

"Onishet!"

"I buy it!"

The students in the rest corridor saw Peter Parker, who turned around like lightning, grabbed Frasey by the collar, and slapped Frasey on the cabinet. They were instantly startled. .

At the same time, it is also accompanied by that thick unscientific.

From the looks of it, it looks like Flacetti is pulling Peter Parker the same way he pulls a chick, not the other way around.

Right now, the picture is like a chick directly holding down its natural enemy, the weasel. No matter how you look at it, it feels as magical as seeing God.

Locke, who put his things into the locker over there, also heard the movement and turned to look.

Gwen next to him looked at Peter Parker with some trepidation.

this peter...

Black spider?
Lifted directly by Peter Parker's neck, Flassy, ​​who was almost hanging on the locker, didn't show any anger, but looked at Peter Parker: "It's better, isn't it, listen, I Just wanted to tell you, your uncle passed away, I'm sorry, I heard, sorry, okay."

Peter Parker, whose eyes were darkened, stared at Frasey firmly.

next second.

A thud.

Peter Parker let go, picked up his skateboard and books without saying a word, turned around without saying a word, and walked towards his classroom.

After Peter Parker left the rest corridor, the stagnant atmosphere here just now slowly recovered, and the students started talking and huddling together in twos and threes again.

Locke closed his cabinet door, looked at Gwen next to him: "Let's go."

Gwen recovered and looked at Locke.

Locke smiled and said, "What are you looking at, so preoccupied?"

Peter Parker appears to be the Black Spider, an enemy of Jelly.

Gwen opened her mouth, subconsciously wanting to tell Locke, but in the next second, she was shocked, regained her senses, smiled and said, "I was thinking about what my mother asked us to bring to Long Island at night."

Locke smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will remember."

I believe in you.

After all, Gwen didn't know that he already knew what the secret she was trying to hide was.

Isn't it the source of Peter Parker's strength?

and.

Locke had guessed why Gwen didn't tell her it was the white spider.

obviously.

Before the black spider and the white spider came to the earth, they were rivals. The black spider wanted to devour the white spider, but at the last moment, the white spider discovered it and succeeded in killing it.

And Jelly, probably at the end, told Gwen that the black spider who was determined to become a weaver by devouring their white spider clan was still on Earth.

Therefore, Gwen may have discovered in the power inheritance of jelly that the black spider is stronger than jelly, so in order not to expose jelly and endanger the safety of herself and the people around her, Gwen chose to hide it.

gwen...

So kind.

Locke thought so.

next second.

The black spider is already dead, and there is not even a scum left of his soul.

Locke raised his eyebrows, feeling from the corner of his eye Gwen who was suppressing his slight nervousness, wondering what method he should use to tell Gwen in a simple, clear and polite manner.

The black spider is dead, you can tell me your secret.

but.

Locke directly vetoed it.

No!

He has more secrets than Gwen. If Gwen told him and Locke didn't, who knows what Gwen will think then.

and……

Which vest is exposed?
Locke hasn't figured it out yet.

Peerless Assassin, this won't work, this is his first trumpet, and, Peerless Assassin has a special meaning.

Witch Rococo?
Still the same sentence, when he becomes the sun god in the future, who dares to say a word about the witch Rococo will directly send down divine punishment and make that guy turn into ashes directly.

Visero?

Yes it is possible.

Maybe……

Locke's eyes lit up, and he could spread his hands, "Okay, you caught me, I'm not a human, I'm a dimension god".

No.

Dimensional gods are not gods.

Let's say that.

Just like the BMW X1, although it is also called a BMW, anyone with a discerning eye will know that this product has no money and insists on installing a fork.

The same goes for Dimensional Gods.

Although the dimension god is also a god, in the eyes of all the gods in the universe, the dimension god is the so-called BMW X1!

that……

Bloodline Cain?
Locke thought so, and then, without knowing why, suddenly, the cute-looking Meivis with two small canine teeth popped up in his heart.

Forget it.

If it doesn't work, rebuild a trumpet.

Locke thought about it, and felt that no matter which trumpet it was, it didn't seem to be very suitable, either the grade was too low, or the grass had its own owner.

……and many more.

Does Mingcao have an owner?

Why do I have such an idea?
afternoon.

Because it was Friday, according to the agreement with Helen, Locke and Gwen were going to Long Island tonight to have dinner with Helen and Gwen's grandparents.

In the morning, Helen called and asked the two of them to buy some daily necessities when they passed by.

no way.

Although Long Island is dubbed by New Yorkers as the Long Island of Potatoes, in fact, Long Island is mostly rich people on vacation, and there are more rich people. Although the rich only use it for vacation, it is undeniable that with the influx of rich people Income, it is natural that the level of consumption increases.

Helen, who is a good wife and mother and a peerless mother-in-law, knows how to live. In the morning, she called Gwen and asked Gwen where to buy paper towels and seasoning bottles after school.

and so.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, after Locke, Gwen, Cindy, and Kahn made an appointment with the others, they slipped away early.

Went to a home improvement store in lower Manhattan, bought paper towels and blotting paper, then went to a superstore three blocks away, waited for 04:30, and snatched the discount after the salesperson put the discount sticker on it seasoning.

then……

When Locke and Gwen came to Long Island, they saw from a distance that Gwen bought it specially, and the value had appreciated by 40.00%. It was a four-story seaside villa with a white exterior wall.

Gwen is happy with the appreciation of her assets from investing in real estate: "Tomorrow, I plan to go to the Hudson Heights with Pepper."

Locke slowly pulled the vehicle aside and turned off the engine: "Where is Inwood Hill Park?"

Gwen nodded: "Yes, the real estate over there seems to have a lot of room for appreciation."

Locke opened the car door and smiled: "You decide."

Gwen got out of the car and said with a smile: "You are not afraid, have I lost all the money in our account?"

Locke shrugged and said, "It's okay, I've lost everything, you support me."

He is not against eating soft food.

After all, these days, those who can eat soft food are not ordinary people.

Gwen rolled her eyes: "Okay, I'll support you, but I won't let you drink a bottle of bourbon worth $[-], my God, it's too extravagant, Dad's annual salary can only buy a bottle of bourbon. bottle."

Locke took out the three big bags, then handed the small bag to Gwen, and said with a smile: "A bottle, Gwen, actually, George can't buy it when he goes to buy it."

"why?"

"Others are sold in whole boxes, not individually."

"100?"

"Ah."

"..."

Gwen opened her mouth, then shook her head and said, "Let's give Dad the nine-yuan drink. Anyway, they all taste the same. The taste of wine is not much different."

It's George's birthday in a few days.

Gwen had thought about buying George a bottle of the same Thunderbolt that Locke drank.

But right now?
Not just for sale, but for the whole thing?

Too extravagant.

Locke smiled, and walked towards the back door of the villa with Gwen: "It's okay, there are two more in the locker, you can take one, and then, if you have money, return it to me."

Gwen shook her head: "Forget it. I don't think there is much difference in taste between a bourbon worth $[-] and a bourbon worth nine dollars. Besides, my mother will be angry if she finds out. Say, what is George's status, what qualifications does he have to be able to afford a $[-] bourbon?"

Locke laughed haha.

Poor George.

With George's current position and status, if equal exchange is placed in Dongguo.

estimate……

There are at least ten thousand houses.

……

Recommended ticket! !

monthly pass! !
Beg! ! !

(End of this chapter)