A Certain Marvel Super Player

Yes.

Philip Campbell.

After Locke listened to Martin Lewis's secret about Dolan and thought of the story that happened on Route 74, the disappeared Philip Campbell immediately appeared in his mind.

Philip Campbell was adopted by Jessica's family.

Jessica had told them about this when Philip entered school last year. After all, Philip and Jessica were not at all similar, not from any angle.

and……

The information about Philip Campbell found by Locke clearly records how this guy became an orphan.

orphan.

Adopt!

The Campbell family was almost wiped out?

The most important point is that this guy is missing. No matter from any angle, he looks very much like the so-called Dolan candidate mentioned by Martin Lewis.

"Tsk, tsk."

Early the next morning.

Locke opened his eyes, answered Gwen's call, said a few words, then looked at a message sent on the phone, clicked his tongue twice, got up, and walked towards the bathroom.

Half an hour later.

Locke put on his suit jacket, adjusted his cuffs, and walked down from the second floor, staring at Carrie who was busy at the bar.

"morning!"

Carrie looked up and looked at Locke who had come down. It seemed that he had completely recovered: "The coffee will be ready soon."

Locke walked over, pulled out the high stool, and sat on it: "Have you recovered?"

Carrie smiled: "Your suggestions are very useful, but I'm curious, why is your refrigerator empty, except for eggs and bread?"

Locke shrugged: "Last year, I basically went to Gwen's house to solve the problem."

Indeed.

For a period of time, Locke and Gwen were basically responsible for purchasing ingredients for the family, so from a certain perspective, George was an outsider, because the meals George ate were all ingredients he paid for. Coming.

Unfortunately, George was not self-aware at all.

Carrie nodded.

There was a ding.

Carrie turned around and looked at the brewed coffee over there. After a while, she handed the coffee, fried eggs and toasted bread to Locke.

Locke lowered his head, took a sip, looked at Carrie, and praised: "It smells good."

Carrie also brought her breakfast to the bar: "Actually, I don't know how to do it either. I learned from Agatha."

Locke hummed, and then, as if he thought of something, he took out his mobile phone, opened it, and handed it to Carrie, worried just now: "Go to this place later to pick up someone."

Carrie took the phone and wrote down a text message from an unknown number.

The goods are ready, please pay the remaining balance in time. After being delivered to the designated location, the goods will be kept safe for 24 hours. After the expiration date, please take care of yourself safely!

Carrie nodded, and then, listening to Locke's words, she blinked: "Recruit someone?"

Isn’t this the kind of goods mentioned above?

Locke took back his phone and smiled: "Philip Campbell."

Carrie's eyes widened slightly: "Did you find him?"

Locke hummed, sipped his coffee, laughed, and said something unbelievable. Then, he explained the selection criteria for Dolan candidates, as well as the original life experience of Philip Campbell.

After hearing this, Carrie was extremely surprised. Then she pursed her lips, and an expression of anger for Jessica came to her brows: "Jessica was so good to him, how dare he do this?"

As I said before, after entering Midtown High School, this Philip had a unique ability to cause trouble. If it weren't for Jessica, or if it weren't for Jessica's classmates and friends named Locke and Gwen, I'm afraid, the teacher We had already asked Philip to drop out of school and go back several times.

For this, Jessica thanked Locke and Gwen many times.

at the moment?

"asshole!"

"Beast."

"No, all animals know how to be grateful."

Carrie looked up at Locke: "Do you need me to kill him? I promise I will avenge Jessica."

"But you're not Jessica, are you?"

"Huh?"

Locke smiled: "Originally, I wanted you to send the person directly to the warehouse in New Jersey. I'll let Jessica decide how to handle it when she wakes up."

Carrie frowned: "Originally?"

Locke hummed, drank the coffee in the cup, then stood up and walked towards the door: "Then I thought about it, the Dolan candidate, also Dolan, should be thrown into the river to feed the mermaids, alive That kind!"

Carrie understood.

Go downstairs.

ignition!

Locke did think so when he placed the order under the name of Wushuang last night. Just like Carrie said, this guy is worse than a beast. If he let this guy die so quietly, wouldn't it be like this? Will no one know about the evil deeds committed by the goods?

In that case, it would be too cheap for him.

but……

Locke changed his mind in the morning.

It is true that we cannot take advantage of this guy who is worse than a beast, but Jessica has just experienced the pain of losing her father and mother. If she knew about this, Jessica would probably have a mental breakdown.

Jessica is his friend. As we all know, Locke has always been a person who thinks about his friends.

not to mention……

Jessica doesn't know when she will be released from prison yet, so why bother raising that guy who is worse than a beast? Just throw him into the river and feed him to the demons. Isn't he delicious?

so.

Trouble, destroy it.

When we arrived downstairs at Gwen, it was already seven o'clock.

As soon as Locke's vehicle stopped, the door to the apartment opened. Then, Gwen, who was wearing a little velvet hat and looking cuter than yesterday, came over, opened the door and walked in: "Let's go, Let’s go to the breakfast shop first and bring Sam some breakfast.”

Said.

Gwen's nose moved and she looked at Locke: "Why do you smell of perfume?"

It still smells like women's perfume.

Locke started the car, listened to Gwen's words, and smiled: "It should be Carrie's. Carrie slept in the Star Building last night."

Gwen said oh.

Carrie's perfume, that's fine.

"correct."

Locke thought about what Gwen said just now: "Sam is in the hospital, where is Mrs. Cord?"

Gwen said: "Mrs. Codd's home is close to Dolan Church."

Locke got it.

Mrs. Codd has two children, both of whom are still young. There was such a big commotion at Dolan Church last night, and Mrs. Codd must have rushed back.

"Where's George?"

"Still over there at Dolan Church."

Gwen sighed: "It's the same thing with the Dark Head of State. He kills people but doesn't bury them. He doesn't know how to clean up after doing things. As a result, my father and colleagues are still cleaning up the mess."

After all, last night could be said to be a massacre.

Although it is a just trial, the scene at the door of Dolan Church, where people are standing next to each other, as if they were eaten by some wild beast, leaving only stumps and broken arms, is still very scary.

And also within the church.

The Dark Head of State has not cleaned up these, but it is definitely impossible to just leave them like that. The garbage collector will definitely not come over to clean up. Therefore, this matter of wiping the butt can only be left to George and his New York City. The police department came to do it.

Locke laughed loudly and suggested to Gwen: "Then next time, when George sees the Dark Head of State, you can let George and the Dark Head of State put forward their opinions."

Gwen's eyes lit up and she nodded: "I also think this is a very good idea."

Although what happened at Dolan Church last night was terrifying!

but……

Last night was a trial about justice.

At the very least, when the people who paid attention to Dolan's church last night saw how the witches that appeared in mid-air were tried by Dolan by fire, the balance in the hearts of all the women in New York City who paid attention was Already directly leaning towards the head of darkness.

Regardless of profession, it’s all about gender!

"We should ask this dark leader to be our representative!"

“We should make her our voice in Congress!”

“This is the kind of spokesperson we women want.”

On the way to New Amsterdam Hospital, they passed by a breakfast shop. While waiting for the clerk to pack their bags, Locke and Gwen looked up and looked at the morning news that was already following hot topics.

A well-known commentator from New York who was invited commented on what happened at the Dolan Church last night in a live interview. He bluntly stated that the Dark Head is the one that women should support, and even called for The Dark Head came out to run for Congress. She said that if the Dark Head does this, all women in New York City will vote for the Dark Head.

Other stations.

newspaper?

"The oppression of witches by the Dolan Church is an alternative kind of oppression of women by men! .

When Locke and Gwendy left the restaurant with breakfast, they passed by a roadside newsstand and bought a newspaper. After returning to the car, they looked at the big and bold headlines on the newspaper.

Public opinion was almost one-sided.

While passing by the New York Police Department.

"Witches are not guilty!"

"You should check out the Dolan Church!"

“Against atrocities!”

"We should excommunicate every church in New York City!"

"..."

Countless women, with different skin colors and looks, have gathered at the entrance of the New York Police Department building, once again holding modified signs to appeal to the New York Police Department.

All right.

It’s not almost one-sided, it’s definitely one-sided.

The Dolan Church was completely judged, and the women who could hold up half the sky were sentenced to death. Even the innocent Vatican Church was affected.

A church next to the New Amsterdam Hospital is evidence of this.

Angry women gathered at the door of the church, while the priest and several priests hid inside, shivering.

What the hell.

The Dolan Church is not from the Vatican at all. We have never recognized this Dolan Church.

The priests and priests, some of whom were on the verge of tears, wanted to go out and explain themselves in the face of the unreasonable disaster, but they were afraid that the nearly a hundred tigresses outside would see them and rush in to tear them into pieces.

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