Two years ago.
Chester accepted his daughter's suggestion and planned to retire. As it happened, he had already handed over all the things he had to teach to Locke, so he followed his daughter to New York.
Locke also learned from the letters sent back by Chester that Chester used his savings to open a restaurant in New York.
God is my witness.
Locke had already thought about it at that time. If Chester became poor in his later years, he promised to send him to live out his old age decently and leave without any worries.
but……
Locke is obviously different.
really.
A mentor is a mentor. Even if he retires, the restaurant he opens and his one-day turnover are worth two nights of Locke's work.
Locke complained at the time that people in New York had lost their sense of taste.
but.
After waiting for a while, after the food was served, Locke didn't want to say anything.
One sentence.
A teacher is a teacher, and is far beyond the reach of students.
really.
The best cowboy in Texas went to the military and could become the best sniper in the military.
The best cowboy in Texas, when he becomes a chef, can directly become a chef who has won a culinary championship.
what about me?
Locke suddenly thought of himself. He was also known as the first cowboy in Texas in the new era. If he was no longer a cowboy, what would he be the best?
no doubt.
Killer!
Gwen served a dish there, took a photo, and then started eating.
Food can cure all depression.
This is not entirely true, but it is still close to the truth.
"How about it?"
Locke said: "Don't be depressed anymore."
Gwen looked at Locke: "Thank you, Locke."
Locke smiled: "Let's go then, I'll take you back?"
Gwen blinked: "Don't you need to pay?"
Locke laughed: "If I dare to pay, believe it or not, this old guy will come out with a riding crop to cause trouble for me."
Killers don't need any emotions.
But friends need it.
Chester was not only his mentor, but also his friend, a friend he could trust.
But Chester is now retired.
Locke will use Locke's identity to see Chester, but he will never use his identity as a peerless assassin to see Chester. If he has to come, it will be when Chester is in trouble and needs his help.
Locke never likes to cause trouble that has nothing to do with him, but Chester's trouble is an exception. He can help for free, and even pay money to help if necessary.
after awhile.
Locke opened the car door, waved to Chester who was wiping his hands on the second floor of the restaurant over there, indicating that he was leaving, then got in the car and left here.
in the car.
Gwen turned sideways and looked at Locke who was driving: "Tell me a story about when you were a cowboy."
Locke smiled: "Didn't you say that New York doesn't need cowboys?"
Gwen shrugged, "But I need to."
Locke glanced at Gwen, then, after thinking about it, he picked a few and followed Chester to learn the cowboy's story.
Gwen listened attentively, as seriously as if she were attending a lecture.
soon.
Gwen's home has arrived.
get off.
When Gwen closed the car door, she leaned forward and said to Locke who was sitting in the car: "Good night, Locke, I'm very happy tonight, really, thank you, my cowboy."
Locke made a cowboy hat gesture.
Not long after.
Locke drove away, and Gwen stood at the door of the apartment with a happy smile on her face.
"It's over."
"I'm going to kill him."
"..."
At the window at home, after Gwen and Locke went out to eat, George, who had been concentrating on listening to the sound of the R8 engine that was very familiar with it, ran to the window almost as soon as Locke's R8 drove onto the street.
Then……
George and Helen heard Gwen and Locke's farewells.
Finished.
The baby cabbage at home was really eaten by a wild boar, and then it seemed that he planned to run away with the flowerpot and the pot.
no.
George's eyes flickered and he looked at Helen: "That crime hunter is too crazy. New York is not very safe at night. I think we should set a time for Gwen."
Helen rolled her eyes directly at George: "It's only seven-fifty now, and it's one hour ahead of the stipulated time of nine o'clock. Don't worry, Locke is a very good kid. Didn't you say so yourself? Moreover, you also said , Locke’s talent is very good, isn’t it? If you are worried about your daughter’s safety, wouldn’t it be better to get Locke a gun license?”
George opened his mouth wide: "He is only sixteen years old, not eighteen yet."
Federal laws are implemented step by step. At the age of 16, you can get a driver's license. At the age of 18, if you have no mental illness or criminal record, you can get a gun license. At the age of 21, you can drink...
George said this, then paused and said, "However, Locke is indeed very talented in gun sense and fighting, and he is worthy of being a cowboy."
The Lone Star State specializes in strong men!
only.
Helen glanced at Gwen who came in and looked at George: "Don't think about it. If you think about letting him go to some police academy, your daughter will make trouble for you. After all, Locke is your woman now." Cowboy.”
Gwen, who had just entered the door, blinked, and then her face turned slightly red: "Mom!"
really.
Was it heard?
Gwen looked at the mysterious smile on her mother Helen's face and the unfazed look on her father George's face. She opened her mouth and walked directly towards the stairs: "I'm going back to the room."
Said.
Gwen immediately ran away.
Star Building.
"Ding!"
Locke walked out of the elevator and took out the key to open the door. He raised his eyebrows, squatted down, and looked at a long hair that fell to the ground.
This is no stranger to long hair.
It's Gwen's.
When Gwen came over a few days ago, Locke took away a piece of Gwen's long hair without leaving any trace, and used it to do something, such as to add a means of defense.
for example……
Check to see if anyone came into your home when you were not at home.
now?
Someone has come into the house.
Good guy.
How is the security of this Xingchen Building done? Is it easy for anyone to get in with their feelings?
Locke was speechless and seriously suspected that the security of Star Tower was exaggerating.
The last time someone from the fraternity came to his house, it was because Locke's sixth sense was so good that he smelled something that shouldn't be in his house, so he concluded that someone was at home.
But if someone from the fraternity came to his house and then left, Locke wouldn't necessarily know it, so Gwen's head turned up.
In fact, we can't blame the security.
After all, the level of security is too low.
The worst rank in the fraternity is probably platinum.
What's the difference between getting silver to defend against platinum and giving it for free?
so……
What rank is coming in this time?
Locke put away Gwen's long hair, took out the key, and opened the door.
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