A Certain Marvel Super Player

After driving away from school, Locke called Mrs. Helen Stacy and told him that he invited Gwen to dinner tonight.

After all, Locke has a very good image in the eyes of Mrs. Stacy and Mr. Stacy.

This is good.

Locke likes to keep it going.

"Look."

Locke put down the phone, glanced at Gwen sitting in the co-pilot, and shook the phone: "Helen said yes."

Gwen looked at the scenery outside the window: "This is not the way to Fifth Avenue, right?"

Locke turned right onto the George Washington Bridge, then headed into rural New Jersey across the Hudson River. After getting off the bridge, he turned right behind and came to a pier on the Hudson River.

"There!"

Locke pointed to a floating restaurant on the dock, and looked at Gwen with a smile: "I changed my mind, that's where we eat at night."

Gwen looked at the floating restaurant and opened her mouth.

Chester Lover's Restaurant.

Of course, Gwen knows this restaurant. It is said that the chef in it has won a federal award. Most importantly, Helen and George have always wanted to find a time to come to this restaurant to spend their time together.

but……

This restaurant has a reservation system. Since half a year ago, George has always wanted to make an appointment, but the answer he got was that he wanted to vacate the seat, and he had to wait until March next year.

"...How did you book this restaurant?"

Gwen, who got out of the car, swept away the depression in his heart, looked at Locke with three-point surprise, three-point surprise, three-point curiosity, and one-point shy fan-shaped eyes: "This Chester Lover's Restaurant is difficult to book. get a place."

"Yes?"

Locke smiled, closed the door, and looked at Gwen: "That means we've come to the right place, doesn't it, please."

Gwen: "..."

The Chester restaurant has two floors, a total of forty tables, and only serves 80 guests every day, and it is still a time-sharing stage. The restaurant is actually very large, but forty tables can ensure that every guest has a A good dining environment.

Locke's reserved seat was on the second floor, where he could see Manhattan across the Hudson River at a glance.

"seriously."

Gwen looked at Locke very curiously: "The New York Daily reported a few days ago, it is said that Stark Industries, the famous playboy, Tony Stark tried to cut the line without success, how did you do it? ."

Locke shrugged: "I started making appointments a year ago, do you believe it?"

Gwen rolled his eyes.

but……

Even if she rolls her eyes, she is still pretty.

Gwen's eyes suddenly lit up, and he took out his mobile phone from his carry-on bag.

"What are you doing?"

"Take a photo."

"..."

Locke watched as the ladies who came in one after another took out their mobile phones to take pictures, and even started to send videos to show off to his friends and girlfriends, and then looked at Gwen who was also taking pictures all over the restaurant. blinked.

Sure enough.

Even in a different world, women still have many common characteristics.

Gwen flipped through the photos just taken and looked at Locke: "If I sent it to my mother, my mother would definitely not believe it, and she would definitely be jealous."

Locke was silent for a while: "It's better not to post."

Gwen asked curiously, "Why?"

Locke said lightly, "Next time I go to the shooting range, George will take me as a target."

What restaurant is this?

Chester Lover's Restaurant, Chester, the chef's name is not the point at all, but the lover behind him. This is the point.

George can accept the relationship where Locke and Gwen are more than friends and less than lovers, but he will definitely not accept the relationship as a lover. Even, this restaurant is something that George wants to book but can't. If he knows, George will definitely Pull him to target.

Gwen seemed to have reacted as well, and gave Locke a very nice look: "Then can you tell me how you booked this restaurant?"

Locke smiled and said nothing.

Gwen blinked and pushed Locke with his elbow, as if to say, hurry up, hurry up.

at this time.

"Hahaha!"

A hearty laughter came from not far away, and then, the red-necked Chester, who had a thick beard and was more like a gang scavenger than a chef, came over and looked at the restaurant sitting there. Locke, said loudly: "Little bastard, come here quickly, I'll just say, you've been in New York for so long, why haven't you come to see me yet."

Gwen opened her mouth wide.

Locke shook his head, got up, and hugged Chester, who was as strong as a bull: "Old man, you're fine."

"I have money."

Chester's eyes widened: "If you have money, there is no reason why your health is not good."

said.

Chester, with a thick beard, set his eyes on Gwen and winked at Locke for a while.

Locke smiled and introduced: "Gwen Stacy, a classmate from Midtown High School, this is Colin Chester, the owner of this store."

Gwen stepped forward and stretched out his hand: "Hello, Mr. Chester."

Chester laughed: "Hello~www.NovelMTL.com~ Gwen, you are this little bastard's friend, and you are my friend."

Gwen smiled and glanced at Locke. Since he couldn't tell from Locke, he could ask Chester: "Mr. Chester, are you and Locke..."

Locke and Chester looked at each other and both smiled.

Gwen was confused.

Chester's white beard shook like a coach and said, "Didn't Locke tell you, he's the best young cowboy in Texas?"

Gwen nodded, Locke told her, but this is New York, not the Lone Star State.

Chester said, "I took this little **** with me back then."

Gwen's face showed a look of sudden realization.

Locke smiled beside him.

This is indeed the truth.

But Chester left out an important step.

In addition to being the guide for Locke to become the youngest cowboy in Texas, Chester is also the guide on the way to Locke's killer. It can be said that he is Locke's killer mentor.

After all, although the killer's business seems to be very easy to enter, it is difficult to get along well.

Locke has always said that he is a professional killer, not an instant killer tool like Wesley, or that's why.

The real killer, where is the organizational model?

The previous killers were all masters and apprentices, who taught them hand-to-hand. Locke's initial intelligence sources and orders for the killer were all inherited from Chester's legacy before he retired.

Few people know that Locke is the unparalleled assassin.

Chester was one of them. Even Locke's account at the Continental Hotel was registered by Chester as a recommender.

……