Chapter 47： Assassin Junior

"Everyone!"

After the teacher of the first class took the stage, he looked at the students sitting below and said, "From today, we welcome new students, exchange students from Canada."

When Locke saw Liz, who was sitting not far away, he rolled his eyes on his forehead.

"Applause."

The teacher said towards the door, "Come in, Miss Megan Vasi."

With applause, the exchange student from Canada walked into the classroom.

this moment.

The applause disappeared instantly.

The next second.

Several energetic basketball players in the class started to laugh uncontrollably.

Liz covered her forehead and turned to look at Gwen, and made a look, now she knows what I mean!

Locke looked at the exchange student on the stage with a strange expression.

Let's put it this way.

This female classmate named Megan Vasi is still good-looking, and, in terms of scoring, it is also around 80.

but…

You can't wear it.

Even Cinderella needs to wear matching clothes to attract the prince's attention.

But the first impression that this female student Megan Vasi gave to Locke was that she might have some mental problems, or she just came out from an old forest in a deep mountain and saw the world and didn't know what was going on in Summer Eight.

Good guy.

This girl is estimated to be a vulnerable group.

Locke thought so.

The so-called disadvantaged groups in schools, in more straightforward terms, are the objects of exclusion and bullying.

Midtown College also has it.

Even when Locke was in Texas.

However, whether in Texas or here, Locke is not a so-called weak group or a strong group. He is him, he is alone, you talk to me, and I will talk.

And Locke's body is there. Once during an afternoon exercise, the vest showed off Locke's eight-pack abs and strong arms, which directly made the target who wanted to try to bully stop thinking about it.

Maybe they thought that if Locke punched, they might cry for a long time.

So, they didn't dare to provoke Locke, and Locke didn't bother to play with them.

Locke didn't care either.

But this classmate of Meghan Vassey?

as predicted.

Because Locke's second class and Gwen were staggered, when they were in the cafeteria until noon, Locke heard Gwen's complaint, saying that it was because the first impression of Meghan Vassey was different from that of the savage. Almost out of the mountain, which led to being ridiculed by many people.

said.

Gwen looked at Locke and was a little curious: "What do you think?"

Locke raised his eyebrows: "Me?"

Gwen nodded, "Yeah."

Locke said with a smile, "I never judge people by their appearance!"

Just like when he makes friends, he never sees whether the other person is rich or beautiful. As long as he meets the eye, no matter what career he is, he can manage.

Just like when Locke saw Gwen, it was fine at first, but now, Locke really doesn't think Gwen is very beautiful.

That's it.

Gwen laughed, and then his eyes lit up. He saw Megan Vasi, who had just walked into the cafeteria, and waved, "Meghan, this way!"

She is a student assistant in the ninth grade. It is her task to help every newcomer quickly adapt to campus life.

Just like when Locke came in.

after awhile.

Gwen walked to the seat with Meghan, who had prepared the meal, and introduced to Meghan, "Rock Broughton!"

Like an adult, Megan held out his right hand towards Locke and said happily, "Hello, Locke, I'm Megan, an exchange student from Canada."

Locke smiled, got up, and shook hands.

Raise your eyebrows!

This hand...

Not right.

Locke calmly withdrew his hand, nodded, and sat down again.

Megan Wassi from Canada also sat down excitedly, but she didn't see the slightest bit of frustration on her face, because she was excluded in the morning and laughed at because of her dress.

Either you have a big heart, or you don't care.

Locke prefers to have both.

This Megan Vasi...

It's not easy.

A normal person's hand, such as Gwen's, is soft to the touch, and even looks like it smells good.

But this Megan Vasi hands?

Locke felt that he was shaking hands with Victoria Knox, or the mechanic Arthur, or a famous old killer. The calluses on his hands were so familiar.

It's not that all the calluses on the hands are caused by holding a gun, it's just that the unique position of the calluses can only be created by holding a gun.

but…

At the age of sixteen, to have such calluses, doesn't it mean that he has learned to shoot since he was five or six years old, and guaranteed a minimum of 100 rounds of bullets every day. Only in this way can he have such a degree of calluses.

Good guy.

Locke raised his eyebrows and saw that school life was basically zero, but Gwen didn't care. The two who were answering for Meghan seemed to have something in mind.

"So…"

Locke bit the hamburger in his hand and asked seemingly unintentionally, "Meghan, which school in Canada did you go to before."

"Tron High School."

Meghan, who was talking to Gwen, heard Locke's words and said subconsciously, and then looked at Locke: "Yes, Kelen High School, have you heard of this school, Locke? "

Locke shook his head: "No."

Meghan seemed relieved.

In the afternoon.

Locke, who was about to pack up and leave for get out of class, looked blankly at his classmate Gucci who wanted to tease Meghan, and was about to pat Meghan's right hand. As a result, Meghan didn't look back and grabbed Gucci's face with a backhand. on the desktop.

Locke raised his eyebrows.

Meghan came back to her senses, with a trace of panic on her face: "Oh, God, sorry, Gucci, I didn't mean to, you shouldn't be sneaking behind."

Gucci, who felt that his right hand was misplaced: "..."

Locke walked over, grabbed Gucci's right hand, looked at it, and looked up at Gucci: "Just bear with me?"

Gucci was stunned for a moment: "Wh... oh oh oh!"

Locke released Gucci's right hand: "Okay."

Gucci was just like a monkey, jumping on the spot with joy, and tears were about to flow out.

Megan looked at Locke in surprise.

Locke walked towards the door: "No thanks, call me a cowboy!"

For cowboys, all kinds of injuries are common, and a long illness becomes a good doctor.

As the No. 1 teenage cowboy in Texas, it is normal for Locke to be skilled in first aid. It is just as logical as having a wrench in a repairman's pocket.

But Megan, a sixteen-year-old female classmate, has that calloused hand and an almost subconscious defense method that is beyond ordinary people. If it is really a student, it must not conform to the basic logic.

There is something wrong with this Megan Vasi.

Could it be...