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Chapter 46 My horse is a thief (Please recommend, please collect!!)

the next day.

Locke felt refreshed after waking up.

After all, one of the troubles caused by the smashing of the New York Brotherhood has already been solved.

As for the rest of S.H.I.E.L.D.?

Again.

If he dares to disturb Locke's life, Locke dares to let him have no life.

Same as previous days.

Locke drove his R8, passed by Gwen's house, and after Gwen went out, he drove towards Midtown High School one after the other.

"Yo."

In the school parking lot, there has been no one for several days. Kem, who was running to Las Vegas to participate in some competition, blinked his eyes after seeing Locke: "I heard that you changed the car again. Did you buy it yourself?"

Regarding Locke's kidnapping, Kem was already in Las Vegas, but he still sent a text message to express his concern.

Locke smiled: "Long time no see, Kem, the insurance company paid for it."

Kem was stunned: "I haven't terminated the contract with you yet, the insurance company?"

Locke: "..."

well.

Based on your words, you have decided to go to Paris for your destined trip. If you dare not go, I will pack you up and throw you into the plane.

Go to Paris to experience what it means to be miserable in the world.

Locke thought so in his heart, but said with a smile on his face: "Unfortunately, no, and they said that if my car is borrowed by that killer again, please notify them as soon as possible, and they will Pay the compensation in a short time, saying that it will give me a fast channel to pay the compensation within three hours."

Kem opened his mouth and looked at his best friend Gwen: "Really?"

Gwen shook her head.

of course it's true.

In the New York version of the Fast and the Furious, it is obvious that by virtue of its control over hot spots, the biggest winners are insurance companies and Audi, which reacted before Maserati and Raptor.

Locke made a special inquiry. In the past few days, the sales of Audi cars in New York City have skyrocketed by 50.00%.

obviously.

In the eyes of most New Yorkers, as long as things don't fall on their heads, they still worship individualism. A killer who is so cool with sunglasses can also be a superhero in their hearts.

This is nonsense.

in the corridor.

After Gwen opened the cabinet, she looked at the students next to her and said curiously, "Liz, what's the matter, you don't feel very happy?"

Liz is also a Year [-] student.

Locke has an impression, but he is not familiar with it. After all, Locke has just come to Midtown High School.

Thanks to Gwen, Locke may not know all the classmates, but all the classmates seem to know him.

reason?

Who made Gwen the school flower, and Locke, in their eyes, was the one who stole the school flower.

But God can testify.

Locke is not dating Gwen, at most, it is more than a friend, but not a lover.

Appearance can also be rated at [-]%, which can be called beautiful Liz rolled her eyes: "My family has entered a Canadian exchange student, don't you know?"

Gwen nodded: "I know, I have seen it yesterday."

Liz sighed: "After a while, you will know why I want to die."

Done.

Liz closed her cabinet weakly, turned and left.

Locke took out the books he wanted in the morning from the cabinet and looked at Gwen: "Have you seen the exchange student?"

When he heard Liz talk about the transfer student just now, he thought that Callum was at the speed of light.

I ran overseas to pick up my daughter and son last night, and today I will directly arrange for school.

Gwen nodded: "I haven't seen it, but didn't I go to the instructor a few days ago, the instructor said, after all, I am a student assistant, so I know about it."

Locke nodded.

Gwen's student assistant position is also a big plus.

Damn.

Obviously you can rely on your grades to get the money to go to college, but you still work so hard.

Locke thought for a while, then looked at Gwen: "Tell me, should I join an interest group or something."

Gwen nodded: "Yes, universities value these things very much. What do you like?"

"horse riding."

"..."

Locke watched Gwen blink and made a gesture of wearing a cowboy hat: "I'm very smooth on horseback, No. 1 in the Texas Junior Rodeo Championship."

There is also the No.1 Texas Hot Dog Food King Competition.

no way.

Texas is vast and sparsely populated, and the daily tasks are pitiful. To do an assassination task, I can't wait to ride a horse for a night, so Locke can only work hard to earn money in various weird competitions that are also counted as tasks in this system. Points up.

Locke felt that he had worked very hard.

If this was a real salted fish, it is estimated that when he came to New York, let alone the third-level tenacity talent, I am afraid that even his skills did not reach the intermediate level.

Gwen was silent for a while: "There are no cowboys in Midtown High School, but there is a singing and dancing club. Do you want to join?"

Sing?

Dance?

Locke waved his hand: "Forget it."

Let him go to the stage to sing and dance, he would rather commit suicide.

Gwen thought for a while, but didn't think of any hobbies to match with Locke. When walking towards the classroom with Locke, she asked curiously, "What clubs did you join in Texas?"

"Cowboy Club, I'm a thief on a horse!"

"...except the cowboys."

"Uh……"

Locke thought about it seriously, and shook his head: "Gwen, you know, in Texas, a thief on a horse is a real cowboy, and no other recognition is needed."

Gwen: "..."

He really wants to expand in the past, such as basketball, or some kind of sport with a quarterback.

but……

He's the No. [-] cowboy on campus in Texas.

No quarterback is as popular as the Cowboys in Texas.

If Locke is not old enough, if he is old enough, if he goes to any bar in Texas, no matter how much the wine is, the boss will directly waive the bill.

Even Lone Star Beer is going to ask him to endorse.

Unfortunately, he was not old enough, and Lone Star Beer was afraid of being sued in court, so it let it go.

"but……"

After Locke sat down in his seat, he looked at Gwen: "Lone Star Beer said that when I turn 21, if I can still win the first cowboy, they will sign a five-year endorsement contract with me."

In Gwen's mind, a picture of a steed, wearing nail pants, unshaven, and a cowboy hat holding a glass of Lone Star beer.

The picture is too beautiful.

Gwen shook her head quickly, and looked at Locke seriously: "Let's change our hobby, this is New York, not Texas, and, according to the available data, the cowboy is already lonely."

This is the truth.

The outstanding cowboys in Texas all went to the military and became snipers.

At this moment, the discussion in the classroom decreased rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and almost instantly, it became a state of complete silence.

It's very student.

When this happens, it's simple.

The teacher is here.

……

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