A Certain Marvel Super Player

"Bang!"

"bomb!"

"Hey, this is the armor I bought from Hollywood at a huge price. You..."

"Boom!"

"ah!!"

"Wait a minute, this is more than thirty years of thunder waves..."

Locke, who had just arrived at Chester's house and got out of the car, heard the sound of various smashing things coming from Chase's house. He felt that it might be better to come back tomorrow, but when he suddenly heard this sentence, he made a hissing sound and suddenly had a flash of light. , entered the house.

Then……

At the critical moment, Locke took over the thunderous bourbon that Agatha threw out without mercy. He breathed a sigh of relief, and with a backhand, he took back the thirty-year-old thunderous bourbon into the storage space. .

At this time, Locke looked around.

The place was a mess.

Good guy!

Carrie, who was standing not far away and sitting on the sofa, looked at Locke who flashed into the room, shrugged and made a helpless expression and gesture.

Agatha's beautiful eyes seemed to be breathing fire.

As for Chester?

Chester looked like the one who had been scratched on the face by the tigress and had a small part of his beard pulled off, standing in the hill-like ruins, crying without tears in front of the collection he had collected for many years.

"Hey Locke!"

"Agatha."

Locke looked at Agatha who was greeting him like a normal person. He twitched his lips and said hello. Then, he walked to Carrie and took a look at the two people who seemed to have a temporary truce because of his coming. Then, he said to Carrie, who was sitting on the sofa: "Is this the effect of your persuasion?"

Carrie said: "If I don't come back, this family will probably be gone."

Locke raised his eyebrows.

Carrie rolled her eyes and said, "When I rushed back, Agatha, holding a torch in her hand, locked Chester in the room, filled it with gasoline, and planned to cremate the house."

Locke was stunned: "I mean, I just came in. Why did it smell like gasoline?"

Carrie spread her hands.

Locke asked curiously: "So, do you know what happened to cause such trouble?"

Carrie shook her head: "I didn't ask."

Locke looked at Carrie.

Carrie whispered: "You can't blame me. I was just about to ask Agatha what was going on. Agatha said directly that if I dared to interfere, she would leave directly."

Therefore, Carrie could not speak.

After all, Chester was family to her.

For Carrie, Agatha is not only a family member, but also her mentor. After all, Carrie's energy comes from Locke, but it is Agatha who leads her to the world of magic. With.

Carrie said: "So, I can only do this. Fortunately, you are back."

There is no use for me coming back!

When Locke heard Carrie's words, he thought in his heart. Although he has always been unkind to people, if this matter involves two people who both know each other, frankly speaking, Locke can only treat people badly. Something is wrong.

However, if this statement is followed, then there is no doubt that there is something wrong with Chester.

No need to ask.

If he chooses to side with Chester, even Gwen may have doubts after she comes back that Locke has really participated in some gentleman's party or exchange ceremony with Chester.

As God testifies, Locke has only seen these two activities from a distance. As for personally participating in them, he has never participated in them.

After all, before he met Gwen, Locke was a man who even slept in socks.

There was a pause.

Locke turned his head and glanced at Chester, whose beard was missing and his face was stained, and whispered: "Agatha did it?"

"What, are you talking about this? Yes."

"No, Beard."

"I do not know then."

Carrie shook her head: "When I came back, I was also shocked. I felt that Agatha was not that kind of woman."

I feel so too.

but……

Locke became even more curious.

At that time, Chester was caught and raped in bed by Agatha, and her limbs were broken by Agatha and sent to the hospital to recuperate. So, what did Chester do this time?

Locke coughed.

moment.

Agatha, who was crossing her arms and looking coldly at Chester, who had his head lowered, looked at Locke.

At the same time, Chester, who was sitting there like an injured daughter-in-law, hugging his precious collection, also raised his head and looked at Locke, with tears in his eyes.

"What the hell..."

Locke's heart twitched, and then, without looking at Chester, he looked directly at Agatha, expressing his own point of view: "Agatha, you know me, I have always dealt with the situation and not the person. Yes, if Chester really feels sorry for you in any way, I promise, I won’t interfere."

Carrie, who was sitting next to her, looked up.

Hey, hey, you said the wrong thing, haven't you always been mean to others? That's how you taught me.

Locke ignored Carrie's inner complaints and smiled, like a dry laugh, trying to liven up and ease the tense atmosphere: "So, Agatha, what happened, can you explain it to me? I just got off the plane and I’m confused, can you give me a briefing?”

It shouldn't be cheating.

but……

Locke really couldn't think of anything more serious than cheating.

Could it be that Chester really tried to put Agatha into that kind of place, perform a ritual of exchange, and then completely pissed off Agatha?

Locke brainstormed, trying to think of anything worse than catching someone in bed.

Agatha sneered and looked at Chester over there: "Ask him."

Locke turned around, looked at Chester squatting on the ground over there, and spread his hands: "Chester?"

Chester opened his mouth and smiled: "Actually, it's not a big deal. She just made a fuss out of a molehill."

Locke closed his eyes.

It's over.

really.

When Agatha heard these words, it was like the volcano that had just been blocked erupted again, and it erupted in an even stronger form.

Energy overflowed from Agatha's body, and she was about to go berserk.

"OK!"

Seeing this, Locke appeared in front of Chester in a flash, grabbed Chester, and said to Agatha: "Agatha, don't worry, after I understand what happened, how do you like it?" , no matter what, I will never interfere. Today, I will take Chester back first and ask questions."

Finished.

Boom!

Locke directly pulled Chester and left the house quickly. Before the volcano called Agatha erupted violently, he got into the car. Then, the Audi roared, flicked, and then disappeared in this On the streets.

Star Building.

"Boom!"

Locke entered the house first, walked to the bar, took out a bottle of bourbon from there, poured himself a glass, and then, after thinking about it, he also poured a glass for Chester, who had been silent from the beginning to now.

"Thanks!"

"What on earth did you do?"

Locke listened helplessly to Chester who finally spoke out, and asked curiously: "By the way, what did you do to get caught by Agatha?"

Chester looked up and opened his mouth.

Locke raised his eyebrows: "Don't tell me you don't have it. Be careful. I'll find a way to see it myself."

Chester opened his mouth, then lowered his head and drank down the bourbon in his glass: "It's really nothing, it's just that I was with a woman and Agatha discovered me."

I knew it.

its not right!

Locke raised his eyebrows: "It's not the first time that you were caught and raped in bed by Agatha. The worst was just staying in New Amsterdam Hospital for half a month. Why, this time, is it possible that you are playing something difficult? Was caught by Agatha?"

Said.

A series of unsightly images emerged in Locke's mind.

For example, a man who has been on the battlefield for a long time, after getting tired of it, will think of turning himself into a victim.

Could it be...

Locke's expression began to become extremely distorted.

He can accept grinding tofu, but he cannot accept shit-stirring sticks no matter what.

especially……

"God!"

Locke couldn't help but exclaimed and looked at Chester: "You are from Texas, from the Lone Star State."

This kind of behavior would have been heinous in the Lone Star State in the past.

Not to mention, Chester is an old cowboy from the Lone Star State.

Chester was stunned for a moment, looked at the expression on Locke's face, and said quickly: "What are you thinking? When Agatha discovered us, the two of us were still wearing clothes, and it was in a coffee shop, not in a On the bed!”

Locke was dumbfounded.

wearing clothes.

coffee shop.

Not in bed?

Locke was stunned: "That's it?"

this……

Is the behavior worse than catching someone in bed?

How?

Why can't I understand? Is there any logic in this? In other words, drinking coffee with a woman in a coffee shop is worse than catching someone raping her in bed?

Locke was a little hard to understand: "Sorry, I don't understand the logic of this."

It can't be said that Agatha's brain circuit is different from ordinary people.

Maybe.

However, no matter how different he is from ordinary people, he will not suddenly become like this.

Chester faced Locke's 10,000 disbelieving looks, couldn't help but touch his nose, and smiled: "Maybe, there is something special about that woman."

Locke smiled: "Special, what kind of special law? Don't tell me, who is that woman from Chester?"

"That's not the case!"

"call!"

Locke couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and then, Chester looked at him curiously: "So, who is that woman? As for letting Agatha capture and rape you in bed and make you so angry?"

Chester also seemed speechless: "Yeah, I'm curious too, I just met my ex-wife once."

Locke raised his eyebrows: "Ex-wife?"

Chester nodded.

Locke frowned and said, "Which ex-wife?"

Chester: "..."