A Certain Marvel Super Player

Forget bank cards and checkbooks.

Even the newly reissued driver's license, when Locke went to Gwen to come to the port in the afternoon, George had already done it and took it home together with Gwen's driver's license.

It takes at least 20 days for the average person to reissue a certificate.

but……

Gwen is his own family, and with Locke, it doesn't take twenty days, not even an afternoon, and it's all done in less than an hour.

Dylan looked at the driver's license that Locke took out, and said with envy: "I plan to queue up this afternoon, but there are too many people, can you go through the back door?"

Locke glanced at Dylan: "No, go away."

Dylan: "..."

The money is his own, the favor is someone else's.

through the back door?

Go barren.

Locke rolled his eyes: "At that time, you can find the manager directly and give her five thousand dollars. Not to mention the afternoon, it is estimated that it will be done in two hours."

Dylan shook his head: "Forget it, I'll wait and go to the used car dealer to choose a car."

Locke hummed and said nothing.

after awhile.

Locke and Dylan looked at Robert who came with their daughter Jennifer, they smoked the cigarette butts in their hands and walked towards Robert.

After everyone gathered, after a brief chat, they followed the flow of people and came to the open space where the Poseidon sailed out of the pier.

At this moment, there are many photos and various items on the pier.

Messy, but also surprisingly neat.

Those photos are the photos of the victims who failed to return on the Poseidon this time.

The candles were densely placed next to each other, flickering under the breeze, and the flames swayed towards the position where the Poseidon had left the pier, as if they were talking about something.

Locke is no different from the others. He just lit the candle in his hand, put it there, and did not leave, but gathered together to listen to the family members of the victims who were sitting around the candle. There are stories about the victims themselves.

Some of the names are not very clear to Locke and others.

But after some family members of the victims began to describe the victims, if Locke had seen them, they could still overlap the stories with the individuals they met in memory.

Locke didn't interrupt.

Again.

They are just survivors, and Locke doesn't think of himself as a so-called hero. Moreover, the protagonists of the candlelight memorial service here are not the eleven of them, but the more than 3,000 people from the Poseidon who failed to return. .

Nearly thousands of candles were lined up, burning slowly.

The family members of the victims whispered and told the stories of the victims.

but……

In the corner of Locke's light, he still saw a few family members of the victims who came over and tried their best to express their grief, but couldn't control their excited expressions.

reason?

Maybe it has something to do with money.

Although the Poseidon sank, the company behind the Poseidon is based in New York, and it is one of the largest companies in the cruise industry.

This time, the cruise company to which the Poseidon belongs is afraid that there will be a big bloodshed.

Unpredictable waves can only keep this cruise company from going bankrupt because of the Poseidon, and the rest means nothing.

Locke pondered that although these are also very sad, but still excited family members, maybe they can't help themselves when they think of the upcoming compensation.

Time ticks by.

soon.

It's almost night.

Some family members of the victims have already turned and left in tears.

After all, the ending is doomed, and nothing can change it.

Locke and others were also ready to leave.

Robert and Jennifer drove away first, then Maggie and Connor and Dylan, and then Happy, who came to be the driver, to pick up Pepper.

Drip!

The car was parked for several days, and the lights of the already dirty Audi R8 flashed twice, and then successfully unlocked.

Get into the car.

After Locke lit the R8, he seemed to have thought of something, and said to Gwen, "There is a file in the storage compartment."

Gwen opened the storage compartment in front of him, looked at a folder, and took it out: "Is it this?"

"right."

Locke took the folder, opened it, took out two documents from it, confirmed it, and handed it to Kahn and Cindy in the back seat: "Yours."

Kahn and Cindy were slightly taken aback.

"What's this?"

"insurance."

"..."

Cindy and Kahn blinked, looking at the insurance policy with their name written on them, looked at each other, and read a line of stripes: "The policy amount, one million?"

Gwen in the co-pilot also looked at the same insurance policy in his hand and was a little surprised.

Locke started the car with a light expression: "I'm an orphan, every time I go out, I buy an insurance for myself, make it a guarantee, it's very reasonable, and when I went to buy it, I bought two get two free, so I bought it for you too. ."

The three blinked.

When Locke was in Texas, he would buy insurance for himself in any cowboy game. After all, there was no money to buy tenacity talent at that time. What if something went wrong?

The start is an orphan, which is already a low starting point. If this is making a disability, I am afraid that it will directly become an orphan disabled vagabond to start.

So, Locke developed this habit.

When he went to Augusta, he also bought insurance, but Locke missed the dance where the insurance could pay for the accident, causing the insurance company to make $10,000 in blood.

This time?

The insurance company bought two for two, and Locke simply bought one for Kahn and Cindy.

The insurance company is buying two get two free, not buy one get one free, spend 20,000 for two people, or spend 20,000 for four people, of course Locke chooses the latter.

Locke glanced at Kahn and Cindy in the back seat through the rearview mirror: "After a while, go to the insurance company yourself and take out the one million payment for the accident insurance."

Kahn and Cindy twitched at the corners of their mouths.

Gwen also opened his mouth slightly: "Locke, you wouldn't have known earlier..."

Locke laughed: "If I had known this would happen, I would not have bought such a low insurance amount. At least, I would have bought 10 million."

sloppy.

After Locke obtained the innate skills, it was completely habit to buy insurance.

Just like the habit of people who smoke, after taking out a cigarette, they will flick twice first.

Locke is not afraid of other people's doubts. Since he was a cowboy, he has bought no less than 100 insurances in this large federal insurance company.

The sum assured was low at first, but later, with the Broughton family fund, the sum assured became higher.

The three looked at each other.

one million?

After sending off Kahn and Cindy, who looked a little dazed, Gwen said a little loudly: "I finally know what it means to fly into a windfall."

If this happens a few more times, my dear, then financial freedom will be achieved directly.

Locke smiled: "Isn't that what the insurance company advertises?"

Otherwise, the insurance company's business can be so good.

There are many people who choose to take the risk because of the temptation of the huge compensation from the insurance company?

But Locke and no.

He bought it casually, and then met the salesman.

correct.

By the way, the person who handled this accident insurance policy for Locke was the same person who handled the car insurance for Locke.

Gwen opened his mouth wide: "If this salesman is not fired this time, I will believe that this insurance company is a humane company."

Four cars were paid for, which added up to more than 400,000.

This time?

Direct multiple zeros.

If the salesman was not dismissed, it is estimated that the insurance company will send him to Iraq to expand his business.

"arrive."

Locke parked the car, looked at the apartment outside the window, and smiled.

Gwen turned his head and glanced, nodded, then turned sideways, kissed Locke, and unbuckled his seat belt: "See you tomorrow."

Locke showed a smile: "Okay!"

after awhile.

After seeing Gwen walk into the apartment, Locke turned the car around and took out his sunglasses from the inventory.

came back.

Kill a bad guy and celebrate.

A slum near New York Harbor.

"Hahaha!"

A little black sitting cross-legged on the bed, holding the money earned in the box in his hands like a goddess scattered flowers, laughed: "The money of the poor and stinky white people is really easy to earn."

Xiao Hei looked at the banknotes scattered all over the floor, his eyes glowing: "It seems that another cruise ship has also disappeared. It's great, and then I can make a lot of money again...Pfft!"

A bullet slammed into the window, and then slammed into Xiao Hei's eyebrows without saying any nonsense.

Xiao Hei's pupils dilated, and instantly, with a thud, he fell onto the bed.

The loose change of nearly a thousand dollars scattered all over the floor disappeared.

A sewer near the port.

The homeless person who just distributed candles to the families of the victims for free was wrapped in a dirty suit and returned to his home in the sewer with the food he had just rummaged from the trash can.

Since he went bankrupt~www.NovelMTL.com~, like other homeless people, his house was confiscated by the bank, because he had no home, no way to work, no way to work, no way to rent a house and became one of the homeless people.

A mat and a blanket are all his assets now.

Stepping on the stinky water, returning to the home in the sewer, on a platform above the ground, the homeless man sat on the mat and sighed, no matter what, disasters always make people sympathetic.

"what?"

The homeless person opened the blanket that was on the side, ready to wrap it around him, and then looked at the ten stacks of Franklins that suddenly fell, and was slightly taken aback.

Then there was a printed note that fell.

There is a sentence on it.

"Your kindness, I'll pay for it!"

"Unparalleled!"

"..."