Chapter 118： Robber the big fat sheep

"Dylan."

"Ok."

"How much money did you bring?"

"Five million, is that enough?"

"I'll lend you another five million, add it together, ten million, from Boda, six or four."

"Why am I only on the sixth floor?"

"Ah, the sixth floor is mine, and you are the fourth."

"...Why?"

"I'll borrow your money."

"I have money."

"Are you qualified enough to be seated?"

Locke glanced at Dylan and said lightly.

Although Tony Stark is the most ideal and most suitable take advantage of all kinds of professional gamblers in Las Vegas, the big fat sheep.

but……

Few professional gamblers can eat this big fat sheep without the slightest trouble.

the reason is simple.

Most gamblers are not qualified to sit at the same table with Tony Stark. The threshold for entry is 10 million gambling capital. This alone is enough to dissuade 90% of professional gamblers. .

without him.

What if?

Even professional gamblers are not guaranteed to win every time they gamble, especially a game with a net worth of 10 million. For rich people like Tony Stark, it is at most pocket money, but for professional gamblers, it is almost half of their net worth.

The Commonwealth has classes, obviously.

Locke said: "Whether you do it or not, I'm taking five million to play with you. To be honest, I don't give you an eighth-tier, it's already for the sake of the two of us."

Dylan looked at Locke curiously: "You have a grudge against Stark?"

Locke shook his head: "This is the first time we are so close today."

This is the truth.

"Then why did you..."

"There is a kind of person, it's okay if you don't get close, but when you get close, you'll find that he's very ill."

"……to be honest."

"His security just pushed me."

"..."

If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, or if he was wearing sunglasses, that fat fat man dared to push him to try, as long as he dared to do it, the unparalleled assassin would dare to kill on this cruise.

Dylan laughed and shook his head: "No."

Locke looked at Dylan.

Dylan played with the chips in his hand: "Locke, the most taboo thing in our industry is to substitute our feelings at the gambling table. I came here to make money, not to be angry."

Locke raised his eyebrows and glanced at Dylan.

quite a while.

Locke shrugged: "Okay, have a good time."

Dylan smiled slightly, hugged Locke again, waved his hand, turned and walked towards the elevator.

Locke also smiled when he looked at Dylan who entered the elevator.

If you don't want to, you don't want to.

Locke never forced others.

and……

Dylan is right.

Work is work, and private matters are private matters, and should not be confused.

This is why Dylan, after retiring from the Navy, relied on the retirement fund given by the military, a little bit, to become a net worth of five million today.

Dylan knows the trade-offs.

Las Vegas is so big, if you win money, you can just run away.

here?

If the big fat sheep gets angry, there are a few people who can withstand it.

Locke lowered his head and smiled.

"Locke."

"Ok?"

After Dylan left, Gwen blinked and looked at Locke curiously: "Didn't you say that you don't have many friends in Texas?"

Locke sat down, looked at Curious Gwen next to him, and then looked at the two Curious Babies opposite, and smiled: "I mean, I don't have friends of the same age, and I didn't say I don't have other friends."

He has wisdom in this life.

It would be nonsense to expect him to be friends with a bunch of little brats, so Locke doesn't have a friend in Texas, he doesn't have a friend of the same age.

There are naturally a few friends who are older than him.

Colin Chester, teacher and friend.

Dylan, whom he met when he first went to Las Vegas, taught him most of the table games.

Gwen flashed his eyes, staring at Locke's crystal clear blue eyes, and the corner of his mouth outlined a beautiful arc: "Your story in Texas must be very exciting."

Locke smiled and said, "I will tell you when I have a chance in the future."

That's probably going to be a long time later.

How long the identity of the unparalleled assassin can be kept secret, and his story in Texas, it is estimated that it will be kept secret for how long.

Cindy and Kahn on the opposite side looked at the picture of the four eyes facing each other, and they felt their bodies go numb, making all kinds of funny expressions.

A frolic.

The four of them got up and walked towards the restaurant that Gwen and Cindy had just discussed.

Gwen looked at Locke, who was walking in front of him, and blinked: "This is your first time here."

Locke snorted: "There is a map in the room, haven't you read it?"

Gwen nodded: "Look, but, do you remember?"

Locke walked into the selected restaurant and said with a smile, "I remember a little bit."

Gwen: "..."

As a master-apprentice system, Locke has all the skills that a professional killer should have. When he arrives at a new place, he recognizes the map here, and explores all kinds of quick escape routes in his mind.

This is the basic skill.

For a killer, his killing skills can be bad, but if his running skills are not enough, it will make people laugh.

afternoon.

Locke and Gwen, as well as Cindy and Kahn strolled around the entire cruise, but by the evening, a few people had just visited more than half of the twelfth floor.

too big.

After all, it is a large cruise ship that can accommodate more than 6,000 people. The most important thing is that after accommodating more than 6,000 people, it is scattered on the sixteenth floor, and it is not crowded at all.

After dinner.

Cindy and Kahn chose to go back to the room directly.

Locke looked at Kahn, whose eyes were shining, and sighed. He doesn't know how to control himself now, and he will regret it in the future.

but……

Cindy's eyes glowed too.

Locke can only hope that Kahn can understand as soon as possible that the wolfberry is a good friend. Besides that, he didn't say anything, but walked towards their room with Gwen.

but.

When Locke opened the door.

The door on the opposite side opened.

Gwen was stunned for a moment, looking at the woman who came out of the room, her eyes lit up: "You are Ms. Pepper Potts."

Pepper, who had just come out of the boss's room and was about to return to his room, looked at Gwen, who called out her name in a youthful atmosphere, and frowned: "You are..."

"Gwen Stacy!"

Gwen smiled and reached out to Pepper and said, "I was in the laboratory when you went to Osborn the other day."

Pepper's thoughts turned sharply, and the picture was frozen on a woman in a white lab coat and ponytail in the picture she went to Osborn to visit the lizard serum research experiment a few days ago. She quickly returned to her senses and shook hands with Gwen: "You are Dr. Connors' assistant."

Gwen nodded: "Yes, I saw you when I was on the deck just now, but there were too many people at that time, and I was embarrassed to talk to you."

Pepper smiled, and then his eyes fell on Locke next to Gwen.

As a qualified full-fledged assistant to the chairman, with his own boss's nostrils facing the sky, a qualified assistant naturally cannot do this.

not to mention……

Pepper Potts was also an assistant to Tony Stark appointed by Howard Stark, the late chairman of Stark Industries.

"Pepper Potts!"

"Rock Broughton."

Pepper and Locke shook hands, and the memories in their minds were quickly flipped through. Then, it was fixed on a while ago, and it was a sensation that the FBI signed an understanding agreement, won the Homeland Security Agency, and even paid three more. A Homeland Security agent was jailed, and Lock Broughton was contacted on the New York blockbuster case.

The game of Locke's lawsuit shocked New York and even more than half of the Federation.

Pepper Potts is naturally concerned too.

but……

Pepper also said a few words that were not nutritious, and then walked towards the elevator.

Go back to the room.

Only then did Locke look at Gwen curiously: "Pepper Potts is from Stark Industries, why did he go to Osborn creatures?"

Gwen walked over to the sofa and stretched: "Dr. Connors' lab lacks funds."

Locke raised an eyebrow.

"Have I told you about Dr. Connors' research?"

"Ok."

Locke walked towards the wine cabinet and started looking for wine: "Reborn from a broken limb."

Gwen smiled directly: "What is the rebirth of a broken limb, what we study is rapid self-healing."

Locke looked up: "Is there a difference?"

Didn't Dr. Connors just want to recover from a disabled state to a normal person, that's why he started research on lizard serum?

Gwen shook his head: "In short, Dr. Connors has been engaged in this research since he was hired by Osborne Bio, but, two years later, Chairman Norman Osborne has basically The authority has been delegated to the board of directors, and the people on the board feel that the progress of Dr. Connors' research is slow and reluctant to give funding."

Locke swayed his right hand in the bar, took out his Thunder Bourbon, and then grabbed the Thunder Bourbon and walked towards the sofa: "What does that have to do with Stark Industries?"

In any case, it should have nothing to do with Stark Industries.

Gwen smiled: "Dr. Connors knew an executive of Stark Industries, and it happened that that person could speak in front of Tony Stark, so that's why Ms. Pepper Potts went to Investigate whether this research is worth poaching ~ www.novelhall.com~ Locke understands: "This is to use Stark Industries to make Osborn creatures aware of the sense of crisis and give it to Dr. Connors' laboratory. Continue funding? "

Gwen nodded: "That's it. In fact, on the second day, the board of directors of Osborne Bio resumed funding for Dr. Connors' laboratory."

Locke nodded sincerely: "Amazing."

Boo sound.

Locke took out two cups, looked at Gwen, and smiled: "Would you like a cup?"

Gwen tilted his head and looked at Locke.

after awhile.

Gwen squinted the beautiful crescent moon: "Locke, even if there is no wine, we will sleep together."

Locke: "..."

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