A Certain Marvel Super Player

otherwise……

Pepper Potts looked at Gwen next to her who was looking at Locke's eyes, shook her head inwardly, and threw away the idea in her mind.

"sit down."

"Thanks."

Pepper came back to her senses, smiled, and invited Gwen to join the group of ladies over there, introducing the wives of several successful people here.

Gwen is treated generously.

Pepper couldn't help but take a few more glances at the fluent Gwen.

So does Locke.

So does Gwen.

It seems that these two people may be the top figures in Midtown University in the next three years.

Pepper thought in her mind.

Stark Industries is also a member of the board of directors of Midtown College. Education as an investment has always been supported by Howard Stark. However, when it comes to Tony Stark, basically, the affairs of Midtown College are all Pepper is in charge.

Locke, who was sitting at the gambling table, withdrew his gaze when he saw that Gwen was not bullied and turned his attention to the front.

Reveal your trump card.

"Mr. Joel, two pairs!"

"Mr. Broughton, Shunzi."

"Shunzi wins!"

Locke looked at the chips pushed in front of him by the dealer, and looked at Mr. Joe Hugher from the largest lumber company in Nevada across from him, and showed a smile: "It seems that Mr. Joe Hugher is afraid that I will change the chips." , so you sent me money on purpose."

No wonder those professional gamblers want to take a trip to such a high-quality gambling game.

This is not for gambling, this special cat is just for picking up money.

have a look.

Just get two pairs and dare to directly bet five million?

This is no longer a little fat sheep.

This is a fat pig.

Several people at the gambling table couldn't help but smile in a friendly way when they heard Locke's teasing.

Qiao Xiuer, who should be about fifty years old, also laughed twice: "There is no way, I can make Mr. Stark wait for so long, if he is out of the game all at once, I'm afraid it won't be good."

Locke smiled: "But if you want to play with Mr. Stark, I'm afraid my ten million won't be enough. Otherwise, Mr. Qiao Xiuer will give you some?"

Qiao Xiul smiled and continued: "Young man, you're welcome, okay, ten million!"

Said.

Qiao Xiuer threw 10 million chips directly on the gambling table.

Locke raised his eyebrows.

When Qiao Xiuer saw this, he said, "Why, are you timid?"

Locke smiled, pushed down the chips in his hand, and looked at Qiao Xiuer with a smile: "No, I was just thinking. I feel like this is no longer winning money, but robbing money."

Qiao Xiuer looked at the smile on Locke's face: "Young man, you haven't seen your trump card yet."

Locke shrugged: "I believe the goddess of luck has been looking after me."

"Don't cry if you lose."

"Then you have to lose."

Locke crossed his hands and looked at Qiao Xiuer, who was undoubtedly a flying pig in his eyes, with a smile: "From the moment I opened my eyes to now, in my limited memory, I have never cried. If this I cried once, and believe me, Mr. Joel, you will know that what you are seeing is going to be a miracle."

Several people gave friendly smiles again.

Qiao Xiuer narrowed his eyes: "Young man, don't be too young and energetic."

Locke tilted his head and looked at Qiao Xiuer: "I really want to hear someone say this before. Do you know how I answered him?"

The words sounded familiar.

Locke looked at Qiao Xiuer, revealed his trump card, and looked at Qiao Xiuer: "I told him, if he is not young and vigorous, then, can he still be called a young man?"

Qiao Xiuer: "..."

This question has been answered by our ancestors.

And it’s still a perfect answer.

Locke naturally knew how to answer.

"Mr. Qiao Shuer, Sanjo!"

"Mr. Broughton, Shunzi!"

"A straight win."

Locke smiled and looked at the chips that had come back again and doubled, and looked at Qiao Xiuer: "Mr. Qiao Xiuer, I was right, the goddess of luck has been looking after me."

He didn't roar at all.

Only happy.

If you can't stretch out your hand without hitting the man with the smile, then Locke can also stretch out your hand without hitting the man with the gift of wealth.

have a look.

This time it was directly 20 million.

MMP.

Locke and S.H.I.E.L.D. battled wits and courage, and how much money did he get after losing his strength?

Good guy.

really.

In the eyes of these people, ten million is probably the same as ten thousand yuan. They are just a bunch of numbers.

but……

I like!

Qiao Xiuer, who was sitting opposite, turned slightly red.

Happy, who was sitting next to him, laughed: "Mr. Joel, let me introduce you to Rock Broughton. Two months ago, he sued the FBI and the Department of Homeland Security in federal court, which caused a sensation throughout New York and New York. He is the one who owns most of the Federation.”

Everyone present, except Tony Stark, looked at Locke and his face changed slightly.

after all……

They thought it was a licking dog kneeling down to lick Tony Stark.

Unexpectedly...it has a great background.

From a certain perspective, Locke is indeed a celebrity in the Federation, and he is well-known in various societies.

Suing the FBI.

There are also lawsuits against the Department of Homeland Security.

But the person who was able to force the FBI to sign a memorandum of understanding, and even get the Homeland Security Department to declare guilt and pay a large amount of compensation cannot be said to be unprecedented, but it can be said to be unprecedented.

the most important.

Locke is still alive and well.

Although this is not yet in the future, we can say in advance that there will be no future.

Qiao Xiuer took a deep breath, softened his expression, and smiled again: "Young man, good luck is good, but you have to know that luck will not always be on your side."

Locke on the opposite side will definitely not give him steps. He has no choice but to find steps by himself.

Are all young people today so aggressive?

Don’t you respect people at all?

but……

How could Locke watch the slaughtered fat pig run away without any intention of giving this step: "Sorry, my luck is constant, but it seems that Mr. Qiao Xiuer's luck is not very good. ,today."

In his dictionary, there is the word "respect the old and love the young."

but……

If you want Locke to respect the old and love the young, the premise is that the other party must also know how to respect the old and love the young.

I'm only sixteen years old. As long as it's not midnight tonight, I'm still cute and a child, and you don't care about the young anymore, why should I respect the elderly?

"not to mention……"

Locke looked at Gwen over there.

Gwen Zhen was sitting on a chair, chatting with these four capitalist ladies with a relaxed expression and an unhurried tone.

As if aware of Locke's gaze, Gwen stopped speaking and looked at Locke curiously.

The corners of Locke's mouth raised with a bright smile: "My goddess of luck was already found by me when I came to New York. Lady luck is by my side, how could she leave me?"

Indeed.

From the day Locke came to New York and met Gwen, it seemed that the whole world suddenly changed.

Locke felt that his career was on a fast track.

The daily tasks of Midtown University and the gains in the past few months have caught up with the progress of Texas in one year.

And now?

If Gwen hadn't said she wanted to come, Locke wouldn't have wanted to come.

If you don't come, then, this time, you can earn more than 50,000 achievement points and potential points, and the task that is not troublesome at all will take flight.

The most important thing.

If you don't come, it's unlikely that you will rush to give him money when you meet a person of this level who has been taken advantage of.

As Locke stated the facts, several people present could not help but look at Gwen over there.

Gwen looked at the gambling table and was slightly startled, then smiled sheepishly.

"She is indeed the goddess of luck."

"Unfortunately, it's only Mr. Broughton's."

"Haha, let me tell you, no wonder Mr. Broughton is so full of energy. It turns out that Lady Luck is present."

One of the people complained to Joe Hugher: "Old Joe, you said you are the same. Young people are not your employees. You just do what you do. Times have changed now. From now on, the world will be Broughton It’s a world for young people like Mr.”

Qiao Xiuer smiled stiffly.

After a few words, a few people found a reasonable reason and directly gave Qiao Xiuer a ladder. Qiao Xiuer, who could no longer get down, seized the opportunity and slid down with a chirp.

"Come on, come on, drink, drink!"

Happy called the attendant and joked to Locke: "Mr. Broughton, I'm so excited when I open the door. I don't have much time. What do you want to drink?"

In the scene just now, who dared to treat Locke as a sixteen-year-old high school student.

Joel treated Locke as if he were sixteen.

The results of it?

He lost fifteen million to Locke directly.

Made.

That’s almost five years of my salary.

Happy is also a little envious of this, but his cards are indeed not good. Even if he thinks about it, he can't find a suitable opportunity.

"Bourbon."

"Okay, just bourbon."

At this time, Tony Stark, who had been silent for two games, finally came out to make his presence felt: "Pepper, take my bottle of bourbon."

Pepper, who was also joking there and trying to get the beautiful story of Gwen and Locke's youth out of Gwen's mouth, responded, got up, walked to the wine cabinet, and took out a bottle of bourbon without any indication. .

after awhile.

Locke shook the glass, lowered his head, took a sip, and opened it: "Thunder?"

Tony looked at Locke: "Yes, Thunder Bourbon. Bourbon from the first year after the Thunder Distillery was built. So far, there are only twelve boxes left in the world. I bought them all at the auction two years ago."

It turns out you are a piece of shit.

Locke raised his eyebrows.

He started drinking when he was twelve years old. After trying it, he fell in love with bourbon, especially the Thunder brand.

Then……

Two years ago, word came out of a black market auction of first-year Thunder Bourbon.

Put it this way.

The money Locke used to purchase the Star Building was originally reserved for bidding on these twelve boxes of bourbon. If it was not possible, one box would be fine.

but……

There was a fool who raised the price to 200 million in a package.

Locke is defeated!

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