The extraordinary life of a certain American comic

Ten minutes later.

Jack, who was outside the vampire building, received Locke's message, and after a greeting, he rushed into the building with the emergency combat sentinels of the Sentinel Special Service.

Boom!

Boom, boom, boom!

After Debbie entered the monitoring room and repaired the equipment in the monitoring room, the steel window that had been lowered was moved up again at this moment.

The afternoon sun once again passed through the floor-to-ceiling windows and glass of the building, entering the building that was originally as silent as a tomb.

"Old... what is this?"

Jack followed Debbie to the sacrifice hall. Just as he was about to say hello, his eyes fell on the body of Jia Luo lying on the ground and he was shocked.

"Mutated vampire?"

"..."

Locke glanced at Jack, thought about it, and nodded: "Yes, it's a mutant vampire. Keep it and follow us back to the bureau later."

He wanted to see if the Skrulls dared to rob his escort this time he personally escorted it.

It's better to come.

As Locke thought about it, he lowered his eyes, took off the miniature button camera on his collar and handed it to Debbie beside him.

"Pour it out and back it up."

"Got it."

Debbie took the button camera, nodded, and then handed the phone in her hand to Locke: "Boss, the supervisor is still waiting for your call."

Locke raised his eyebrows, took the phone, and dialed the supervisor's number.

Washington!

After hanging up the phone, the supervisor Walter showed a hint of excitement on his face. After putting away the phone, he quickly turned around and returned to the conference room not far away.

Walter immediately found the director who was sitting in the main seat of the conference room at the moment, and couldn't contain his excitement.

"Director, New York just called, the mission was successfully completed, and the Vampire Building has been destroyed."

"Great."

Hearing this, the Sentinel Director also showed a hint of joy on his face, and then quickly put it away, and directly pushed the agreement that had been drafted in his hand to a black-skinned one-eyed dragon sitting on his left.

"Director Fury, you should sign it."

"..."

Nick Fury looked at the "Jurisdiction Transfer Agreement" pushed in front of him, and also came back to his senses, looking at the supervisor Walter who pushed the door and came in to announce the good news.

"The vampires in the building?"

"Dead, not one left."

"Vampire leader Quinn?"

"Also dead."

Supervisor Walter responded to Nick Fury with a smile, then looked at his director and said: "But our people also had casualties."

Nick Fury's heart moved.

That's right.

We SHIELD sent people in, and they were all annihilated, and you sent people in from the Sentinel Secret Service, and you had a zero-casualty ratio?

Is this appropriate?

This is not appropriate.

Locke Underwood, who set a trap for me this time, should also be injured.

What a pity.

If an ordinary person dared to plot against their SHIELD like this, Nick Fury would kill that ordinary person no matter what.

But Locke's last name is Underwood.

So...

Even if he wanted revenge, he didn't dare to kill Locke. He could only think of teaching Locke a lesson and let him know that not everyone can plot against SHIELD.

It's better to be seriously injured.

See if you dare to plot against SHIELD next time.

Nick Fury thought to himself.

The Sentinel chief couldn't help but get nervous when he heard the casualties mentioned by Director Walter.

"Is the Deputy Director of Operation Underwood injured?"

"...No."

Director Walter listened to the Sentinel chief's title and took a while to realize that it was Locke who was talking about him. He shook his head and said, "The Deputy Director of Operation Underwood was not injured, but the Reserve Sentinel Special Service Team was unfortunately killed."

That's good.

It's OK that Locke is not injured.

If he is injured, only God, the whip, will he directly wave his whip to trouble him.

The Sentinel chief couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard that Locke was not injured.

The next second.

His face became serious again.

"The New York branch must do a good job in the compensation this time."

"Distribute according to the highest standards."

"They are all heroes of our Sentinel Secret Service, and we must do a good job of the aftermath."

"Understood, Chief."

The Sentinel Chief of the New York branch, who also came to attend the meeting, immediately stood up and expressed his position with a serious face.

Those who cannot die did not die.

That's enough.

As for the other dead?

They are foreseeable necessary casualties. Those who should be paid should be paid, and those who should be buried should be buried. That's enough.

Nick Fury sat in his seat and didn't speak.

But his eyebrows were already wrinkled.

Locke was not injured?

How is it possible.

He was clearly sent.

Wait a minute!

Where is my Skrull nephew.

At this moment, Nick Fury saw Supervisor Walter walk to the Sentinel Chief aside, and while handing over the tablet in his hand, he heard Supervisor Walter's words.

"Director, Deputy Director Underwood was attacked by a mutant vampire while exterminating vampires. This is what the mutant vampire looks like."

"Wow, is this a vampire or an alien?"

"..."

Nick Fury's heart trembled, and he subconsciously leaned forward and looked at the tablet in the hands of the Sentinel Chief with his one eye.

The Sentinel Chief noticed Nick Fury's movements, quickly put away the tablet, and then looked at Nick Fury with a smile.

"Director Fury?"

"Ahem."

Realizing that something was wrong with him, Nick Fury sat back down, coughed, and explained for himself: "I'm also curious about what a mutated vampire looks like."

Upon hearing this, the Sentinel Chief looked at Nick Fury with a smile: "Sorry, this is an extraordinary secret."

Nick Fury: "..."

He remembered the excuse he gave him when the Sentinel Secret Service came to him some time ago and asked for information on vampires in New York City.

It seems that this is a super secret, and non-related personnel are not allowed to preview it.

Damn Fuck.

Nick Fury was a little confused at the moment.

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Especially when I think back to what the Sentinel Chief said just now.

Is this a mutant vampire or an alien?

Farke.

Could it be...

Nick Fury subconsciously wanted to get up and leave.

But he was stopped by the sentry chief.

The Sentinel Chief thought Nick Fury was going to cheat and refuse to admit his guilt, so he stopped Nick Fury directly and pointed to the document in front of the latter with a smile.

Before this, all their agreements with SHIELD were verbal and not on paper. Everything was waiting for the result of "Locke destroying the Vampire Mansion".

Now the results are out.

The Sentinel Secret Service won.

According to the agreement, Nick Fury should sign his name on the agreement, and only after signing will the jurisdiction over vampires and supernatural beings in New York State legally belong to the Sentinel Secret Service. all.

Nick Fury glanced at the agreement in front of him, and then looked at the steel plate handed over by the Sentinel Director with a mean smile. He was silent for a while without saying a word, then directly took the steel plate, and signed the agreement with a swish of his signature. name.

When the sentry chief saw this scene, he laughed completely from the bottom of his heart.

"Thanks Director Fury."

"hehe."

Nick Fury sneered, stood up directly, and looked at the few people who came with him.

"Walk."

"yes."

Several SHIELD employees also recovered from the shock, and looked at Nick Fury who was walking towards the door without looking back, and quickly followed him.

soon.

Nick Fury led a few people out of the building behind him and got straight into the black Ford SUV that happened to be parked in front of them.

As soon as I got in the car.

The SHIELD employee sitting in the co-pilot couldn't bear it anymore and turned to look at Nick Fury sitting in the back seat: "Director Fury, Jia Luo..."

Nick Fury stared with one eye and looked at the Skrull disguised as a SHIELD employee as his personal bodyguard: "Shut up and talk about it when you get back."

Upon hearing this, the SHIELD employees quickly silenced themselves.

New York City!

Locke, who had just walked out of the Vampire Building, took the towel handed over by Debbie and wiped his face while getting into the car back to the station when he received a call from his supervisor Walter again.

Connected.

"I'm Rock Underwood..."

"I'm Andrew."

Locke was interrupted by a strong voice on the phone.

Locke listened to this man's self-introduction, and thoughts flashed across his mind.

Garner Andrew.

Sentinel Secret Service, Director General.

"Hello, Director."

"Haha, I'm fine. How are you? Are you okay?"

"Thank you for your concern, Director. I'm fine."

"That's good."

Sentinel Chief Andrew was completely relieved at this moment, and then said jokingly: "As long as you are okay, if something happens to you, Old Underwood will not let me go."

When Locke heard this, he also smiled and said: "Uncle Garner, if my dad fights you, I believe you will win."

He was able to join the Sentinel Secret Service on the recommendation of a senior.

But in just two years, he was promoted from a junior agent to the current senior agent, and immediately became the deputy director of operations of the New York Sentinel Secret Service. This is thanks to Old Underwood's good friend named Garner Andrew. .

Andrew on the other end of the phone laughed.

"I can't. I can't speak to your father."

"It's okay, as long as you can survive."

Locke said with a smile: "Besides, don't worry, Uncle Garner, as long as you guys fight, I will definitely be on your side."

When Director Andrew heard this, he laughed directly: "You, you, you are just watching the excitement and don't think it's a big deal. You are still the same as when you were a child."

Locke smiled and said nothing.

The pleasantries are over.

Director Andrew coughed and cleared his throat before getting down to business: "Well done on this mission, Deputy Director Locke Underwood."

It was the same after signing the agreement with Nick Fury. Once Director Andrew said this, he completely promised the reward previously promised to Locke.

Chief of Operations and Deputy Director, Sentinel Secret Service, New York City!

Locke understood.

"Thank you, Director, for your cultivation."

"Ha ha."

Director Andrew laughed again, and then changed the subject: "One last thing."

Locke looked serious.

"You said."

"Is that corpse really a mutated vampire? Why does it look so like an alien creature?"

"..."