A Certain Marvel Super Player
Chapter 18: you shouldn't rob me
Check the water meter?
...what the hell?
The anger on the cross's face disappeared, and there were three polite knocks on the door.
The next second.
The door was opened.
To be precise, someone shot the door and broke the lock, and then opened the door openly and entered.
The cross was stunned for a moment, and untied the ropes that bound Wesley.
but.
Wesley, who was tied to the chair, suddenly burst out, a headbutt directly hit the chin of the cross, then got up and ran towards the stairs on the second floor.
The cross covered his bleeding nose.
"Yo!"
At this moment, Locke pushed open the door and walked in. Then, he closed the door very thoughtfully, still wearing sunglasses, and stared at the cross with nosebleeds in the living room not far away.
Finished.
Locke raised his hand.
"boom!"
"Boom!"
The two bullets collided instantly in the air.
The expression of the cross was not much different from the expression at that time when Firefox knew that Locke's bullets could bend.
Locke chuckled lightly, leaned against a pillar, and said with a light expression: "I think, you took one of my things, and I want to take it back."
The cross hiding in the kitchen changed his magazine: "I have no intention of disturbing your game, I just want to save my son, the unparalleled assassin!"
"Ah."
The corners of Locke's mouth rose, feeling upstairs, it should be the movement of smashing the window: "You said you were his father, he believed it, Firefox said you were not, you are not."
Cross: "..."
When Locke got off the car just now, he looked at it and saw that the glass was bulletproof.
smash?
I'm afraid I won't be able to smash it for a long time, so Locke naturally won't worry that Wesley will sneak away.
but…
Locke looked at the time on the watch on his hand, raised his head directly, and said to the second floor, "Wesley, I count to three, if you don't come out, I will kill Firefox."
The cross shouted: "Don't come out, Firefox has already been killed by him."
"I do not have!"
"Firefox has been killed by you."
"hehe."
Locke ignored the cross and looked directly at the stairs: "You will believe in a stranger, or will you believe in an executioner who claims to be your father but who killed your father, don't forget, you are wearing your father's suit !"
That's Mr. X's.
not mine.
As for his son's recognition of a thief as his father, he didn't know about the cross at first, but after he saw the suit Wesley was wearing, he knew about the cross.
My son is stupid, but he is his own stupid son after all.
The smashing of windows on the second floor stopped.
Locke's expression was light: "I count three, if you don't come out, you can hold a funeral for Firefox."
"three!"
Locke generally disdains playing tricks that are not on the table.
But special circumstances require special treatment.
It was very late now, and Locke reckoned that in half an hour at the earliest, or tomorrow morning at the latest, George Stacy would come to the door.
Although he has reported that the Audi R8 was stolen.
But if you want George Stacy to believe it, you still need some words.
So he doesn't have that much time in the Northwest to play hide-and-seek games here. If he wants to play, he won't press Kill Heart and adjust the time to obliterate the Brotherhood to Monday workdays.
"two!"
"one!"
"Wesley, say goodbye to Firefox..."
"etc!"
"Don't come out!"
"boom!"
"Boom!"
A figure flashed by, and with a loud bang, he jumped up abruptly, and then, with his flesh and blood, he blocked a round turn and shot the bullet at his silly son's ankle.
But even so, the second bullet penetrated the shoulder of the cross, and with a puff, hit Wesley's protruding ankle.
Moment.
Wesley fell down the stairs on the second floor like a rolling gourd.
The cross doesn't feel good either!
Poof.
The cross hit the wall directly, and he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"boom!"
"Boom!"
"Bang!"
"Why bother?"
Locke walked out of the entrance hall, tsk tsk, and looked at the bullet for his son in front of him, showing the cross of a great father: "Do you think that if you die, he will be able to live?"
"Forgive him!"
The cross covered the bullet hole in his chest, his chest heaving, and he stared at Locke.
Locke laughed!
"Give me a reason!"
"He was deceived."
"Ok."
Locke nodded, looking like what you said made sense: "In this way, I'll give him a chance!"
said.
Locke got up and dragged Wesley, who was obviously in a bad state of mind, to the front of the cross because of the trouble tonight.
"Bang!"
Locke directly raised the cross with the gun in front of Wesley: "He is your father-killer. Don't you want to kill your father-killer with all your heart? I'll give you a chance to kill him."
Covering his ankle, Wesley, who was in a cold sweat, looked down at the pistol that was kicked in front of him.
Gun!
Wesley's eyes lit up and he grabbed the pistol.
He was a softie a month ago and always has been.
but…
It was the gun that gave him a second chance to harden up.
The moment Wesley held the gun, he felt a sense of security.
Locke didn't care about the fact that Wesley had a gun in his hand, but said thoughtfully, "Why, the enemy who killed his father is right in front of him, why don't you kill him?"
Wesley looked at the cross in front of him, which was obviously about to die.
The blood-covered cross showed a smile and let go of all his defenses.
Wesley was silent.
Locke smiled and increased his stake: "Firefox is not dead, he is in the trunk of my car, don't you, do you want to see her?"
A flash of Firefox flashed in Wesley's mind.
and…
Passion!
Cross looked at the expression on Wesley's face, glanced at Locke with some inexplicable expression, and sighed inwardly: "Come on, I shouldn't have left you alone to your mother."
Wesley looked up at Locke, and his right hand crossed out: "I'll kill you..."
"boom!"
"Uh!"
Wesley's eyes widened, his head lifted instantly, a bullet hole appeared between his eyebrows, he stared at the ceiling in disbelief, and then fell to the floor with a thud.
Crucifix opened his eyes, looking at Wesley with a complicated look, his head turned to him, and he couldn't rest.
Locke put down his right hand and looked at the cross: "Don't you say thank you?"
obviously.
At the moment Wesley shot Locke, for whatever reason, he was on the cross, his father's side.
just...
The mantis arm is the car, it's just beyond your capacity!
Cross glanced at Locke, who was talking, and closed his eyes expressionlessly.
Locke smiled.
"boom!"
"You shouldn't take my prey, the cross!"
"or…"
"You shouldn't have thrown Mr. Y's body into my car in the first place!"
"…"
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