A Certain Marvel Super Player

Locke's tone was very light.

It's like chatting with family members, and it doesn't even make people feel cold at all.

"First, you tell me about ICA, everything."

Locke squinted his eyes, stood on the human-shaped walkway on Vauxhall Bridge, stared at the very conspicuous building, and said to Mrs. M on the phone: "This is a decent choice you can make."

Mrs. M didn’t have any fluctuation: “Second?”

Locke couldn't help but smile: "Believe me, Mrs. M, you don't want to be second."

"Oh why?"

"Because, the second one is that after I hang up the phone, I rush directly to your office. Before I see you, anyone who dares to stop in front of me will be sent to hell for reporting."

"..."

Mrs. M felt the chill at this moment.

Murderous intent leaks out!

Mrs. M wanted to ignore it, but she couldn't do it. Even when she listened to Locke talking like this, the image of the building dripping with blood already appeared in her mind.

but……

"This is London!"

"understood."

Locke listened to the words on the other end of the phone and smiled: "Congratulations, Mrs. M, remember, no matter how many agents go to hell, it will be because of your decision, not me, I Gave you a chance.”

look.

It seems to be the same even if I change a country.

Locke has tried very hard to put away his murderous intention, and even tried hard to put the hope of life into their mouths, but what is the result?

It was still heading towards a dead end, racing all the way, and Locke couldn't hold it back even if he wanted to.

I'm giving you decency, but you don't want it.

That……

Then don't be decent.

Finished.

Locke simply hung up the disposable phone in his hand, and then threw it into the Thames River nearby. Then, with his hands in his pockets, he walked leisurely along the Vauxhall Bridge. Walking towards the bright and eye-catching stepped building that uses a lot of green glass not far away.

"Qian Banni!"

"lady."

Just as Mrs. M hung up the phone and spoke, the door was pushed open.

"Is 007 back?"

"On the way back."

"Um."

Mrs. M nodded solemnly: "As soon as 007 comes back, ask him to come over immediately."

Qian Banni nodded.

at this time.

Buzz!

Buzz!

Buzz!

In an instant, a harsh red light flashed.

"what happened?"

"..."

Qian Banni covered his headset, and Mrs. M, who looked frightened, said, "The metal detector detected a strange man at the door."

Mrs. M swiped and looked at Qian Banni.

Qian Banni blinked.

When Qian Banni came back to her senses, she saw that Mrs. M was already walking out of the office at a fast pace, and she quickly followed her.

Security checkpoint on the first floor.

Locke, who was wearing sunglasses, raised his hands high. Under the watchful eyes of the two guards who were ready to draw their guns, he obeyed their arrangements and raised his hands to show that he was not a threat at all.

"What's in your pocket."

"Take it out."

"quick."

Locke listened to the nervous look in the two guards' eyes and smiled. Then, as if he noticed something, his eyes moved up and with a swipe, he landed on someone who should be in the corridor on the seventh floor.

At this moment, Mrs. M also happened to move her gaze downwards, landing on Locke, who was looking up, wearing sunglasses, and swaggering into her building. surprise!

Surprise, Mrs. M!

The corners of Locke's mouth raised slightly.

Mrs. M's eyes narrowed: "Catch..."

The words have not yet fallen.

Locke brushed his hands and took out two golden pistols and a silver pistol from behind his waist.

"boom!"

"boom!"

The two bodyguards were shot in the forehead in an instant, and with a bang, they went directly to see Mephisto.

Locke gave Mrs. M a chance, but she failed to seize it.

How?

Are MI allowed to kill MI6?

What?

The character of the Peerless Assassin?

Ah.

Characters, like rules, are meant to be broken!

In an instant!

The screams started!

moment.

The piercing alarm sounded directly throughout the entire building.

In an instant, the hall on the first floor was in a state of chaos. Several people looked at Locke and seemed to have no interest in them. They thought of running away from the outside. However, unexpectedly, Locke did not even look at him, so he suddenly appeared. The crowd crowded toward the door, and Locke squeezed into the crowd. Beau looked like he was swimming against the current.

But the scene didn't last long.

Locke drew his gun with both hands and walked towards the stairs with an expressionless expression.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Don't think that since this is the headquarters of MI6, everyone is really 007. MI6 is an intelligence spy agency, and intelligence is in the front. Like Langley, the number of clerks in Langley's headquarters building is very high. , is far larger than combatants.

"Tu tu tu tu!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"careful!"

"boom!"

Locke waved his right hand, and the exploded land mine turned into golden light and returned to his hand. He returned to the mode of holding two guns with an expressionless expression. He wore sunglasses and stepped on his shiny leather shoes to the third floor. .

He has a mission here on the third floor.

beep! beep! beep!

The dazzling red light and the piercing siren sounded throughout the building at this moment.

There was a bang.

Seventh floor.

A Sixth Branch agent found Mrs. M who was still in the corridor: "Ma'am, it's time for us to leave."

"Walk?"

Mrs. M’s eyes widened: “He is alone, for God’s sake!”

If she leaves, what will become of her MI6?

Big joke?

The agent looked serious: "These are the rules, ma'am."

Although there was only one enemy coming, according to the plan, even if there was only one enemy, Mrs. M had to be moved to a safe area when it was not sure whether the enemy could be eliminated.

The agent said in a deep voice: "Madam..."

While talking.

The ding-ling-ling cell phone rang suddenly.

Mrs. M took out her mobile phone and looked at the number on it.

frown.

Connected.

Locke had already arrived at the archives room on the third floor where the Red Devil wanted information. He strolled around leisurely like he was strolling in a garden: "Mrs. M, you are older than I thought."

With that said, Locke pulled out a piece of information from the shelf.

Mrs. M looked at the agent captain: "He is in the file on the third floor..."

Locke smiled directly and said: "Of course I am in the archives room on the third floor. After all, it is not easy for me to go on a business trip. If I only do one commission, I feel that I will be at a loss. It just so happens that someone wants something from your archives, so why not come here?" , let’s just do it together. By the way, Mrs. M, do you know where Katyusha Croce’s file is? I’ve been looking around but can’t find it.”

At this moment, on the third floor, a team of agents were already approaching the door of the archives room.

"last chance."

Locke smiled and said: "Mrs. M, before I really slaughter all the way to you, tell me where I can find the people from the ICA."

ICA is unlikely to be MI6.

Locke suddenly thought of it while flying from New York to London.

Very simple.

This is not logical.

If ICA was forced to do so by MI, they would have sent the Killer 4 to take pictures, and even let the two people act separately.

but……

It may also be intentional, but who knows, who knows the truth, Locke is listening to his determination.

Mrs. M looked at the cell phone she was holding, then looked at the agent next to her and gave the order directly: "Catch him."

Locke smiled.

Outside the door, the two leading agents nodded. The next second, they stood up and made a bang. Just as they were about to kick away, there was a bang and a huge explosion shock wave came directly from the archives room. Sweep out.

Boom!

The huge air wave, carrying shreds of paper and various debris all over the sky, rumbled and bombarded the agents who were preparing to break in in the corridor.

moment.

The walkway was torn apart, and with a scream, an unlucky guy fell straight through the crack.

"What?"

Mrs. M and others who were on the seventh floor were stunned when they saw this scene.

The next second.

Mrs. M was silent as she looked at the unparalleled assassin who came out of the smoke and dust, still spotless.

The agent captain over there said: "Madam, it's time for us to leave."

If you don’t leave now, when will you leave?

Locke stood on the third floor, watching from a distance Mrs. M, who was finally pulled away by two agents in the corridor on the seventh floor, with a bright smile.

"Bang!"

On the rooftop of the building, there was a bang, and the iron door was kicked open. The agent captain came to the rooftop hurriedly with Mrs. M and Qian Banni behind him.

not far away.

A helicopter parked there quietly.

"damn it."

The agent captain frowned: "I asked him to activate it, man..."

"Boom!"

"Team……"

"Bang bang!"

"he is……"

"He went to the fourth floor, to the fourth floor!"

Mrs. M looked at the unparalleled assassin who came out of nowhere with a shocked face, and then listened to the voice in the headset that seemed to have been fooled to the fourth floor.

Locke's expression was calm.

It's just a small clone technique.

No big deal.

"Kacha!"

Locke looked at Mrs. M with a smile, then stuffed his golden penis into the mouth of her male assistant, and said, "ICA!"

Mrs. M frowned!

"boom!"

"ah!"

Qian Banni looked at his colleague who had a big hole in the back of his head and screamed immediately.

Locke took out the handkerchief from his arms, wiped his golden incomparable, smiled, and looked at Mrs. M: "It's okay, you don't have to say it, but I also said that it was not me who killed these people, but you, M Madam, so, are you ready? I’m asking you again!”

Said.

Locke directly pinched Qian Bani's neck, pointed at Qian Bani's head with his golden weapon, and looked at Mrs. M with a smile, who could even turn around and return to the building without any restraints!

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