The extraordinary life of a certain American comic

The black Audi A8 drove steadily towards the Sentinel Secret Service Building.

Locke, who was sitting in the back seat, smiled slightly as he listened to Director Andrew's voice on the phone.

"What do you think?"

"alien?"

"Yes."

Locke gave an affirmative answer, then reached out and patted the passenger seat.

Debbie, who was sitting in the passenger seat with a tablet in her hand, turned to look at Locke.

"Have the video files been sorted?"

"That's it."

"Sent to Director Andrew's personal email."

"clear."

Locke then released his hand covering the phone and said to Director Andrew on the other end of the phone: "Director, you can open your mailbox and take a look. There is a latest document."

Director Andrew said on the phone to wait a moment and then hung up.

Locke listened to the blind tone on the phone, put away the phone calmly, and looked at the scenery outside the window.

He had no idea of ​​hiding anything about the Skrulls from Nick Fury.

Still the same sentence.

Even if Nick Fury was used as a weapon by Garro this time.

So what?

Do you expect me to forgive you?

How to repay kindness with kindness?

If you attack me, I can choose to defend. Of course, I can also choose to defend and counterattack.

The rules are that simple.

That time when Locke took the initiative to plot against Nick Fury, Nick Fury could of course also make a defensive counterattack.

Nick Fury actually did the same.

Wasn't this his idea when he came to New York City, intercepted Hu Dao Feng, and then let Dao Feng enter the Vampire Mansion first?

If Blade had won that time, it would have been Nick Fury's counterattack.

It's a pity that there is no what if.

Nick Fury lost his defensive counterattack.

But Locke won.

so……

Nick Fury's comeuppance has come.

After a while.

Jack drove a black Audi A8 into the parking lot of the Sentinel Secret Service Building.

When Locke opened the car door and was about to get out of the car, Director Garner Andrew's personal phone call happened to come.

If nothing else, Chief Andrew has already seen the video file Debbie sent to his mailbox.

The content of the file is actually nothing.

But just when Jia Luo thought he was about to die, he made a series of villain declarations after being easily talked into by him.

For example, Garro admitted that he is an alien Skrull.

At the same time, Jialuo also revealed the evil plan of the Skrulls.

Capture the earth and turn the earth's people into earth refugees.

There is also the fact that Jialuo plans to use the abilities of the vampires to turn all the hybrids of their clan into vampires.

The most important thing is the real-time scene of how Jialuo recovered from the vampire to the Skrulls and said that their backer was Nick Fury, director of SHIELD.

There is video and there is truth.

Of course.

In all the video files, Debbie used technical means to delete himself from the video.

In Debbie's words, no one can use this video file to repair Locke who was deleted from the file.

Because there is only one source file, and that file has always been in Debbie’s private notebook that has never been connected to the Internet.

Right.

Locke looked at the call from Director Andrew, thought of the video, and then thought of another thing. He looked at Debbie who got out of the passenger seat: "Debbie, you also send an email to Natasha's personal account." Inside the mailbox."

Debbie nodded in response: "Okay, boss."

Locke then walked towards the entrance of the Sentinel Building and answered the phone that kept ringing in his hand.

"I am……"

"Is this video accurate?"

Director Andrew couldn't wait to ask after the call was connected: "How many people have seen this video."

Director Andrew was sitting in his office at the moment, holding the phone in one hand and the mouse in the other.

He focused his eyes on the computer screen in front of him, moving the progress bar repeatedly, watching the clip of Jia Luo changing from a vampire to a Skrull over and over again.

Director Andrew only had one thought in his mind at the moment.

Big fish.

Caught a big fish.

Obviously he just wanted to take possession of the vampire power of the extraordinary creature as a success, but an alien appeared.

And this alien also tried to invade the earth.

The most important point!

Nick Fury from S.H.I.E.L.D. had an affair with this alien.

hiss!

He saw the Sentinel Secret Service under his leadership absorb SHIELD and become the number one law enforcement agency.

Director Andrew's eyes were shining. After asking Locke impatiently, he pricked up his ears for fear of missing Locke's answer.

"Video fidelity."

"So far, the only people who have seen this video are you and I and Jack and Debbie."

"...Jack and Debbie?"

Director Andrew frowned when he heard these two names.

"who are they?"

"My man, Director."

"……All right."

Director Andrew listened to these words and was silent for a while, then frowned and said: "Where is the body of the Skrull?"

Locke turned his head and glanced at the body bag that Jack took out from the trunk not far away.

"Already arrived at the bureau."

"Put it there, I'll arrange for someone to come and pick it up now."

"……OK."

Locke didn't refuse.

He thought of this when he sent the video file to Director Andrew.

No.

To be precise, when Locke didn't intend to hide the matter of the Skrulls, Jia Luo's body was doomed to be lost.

But he didn't intend to keep Jia Luo's body.

It's just a body.

Whoever wants it can take it.

And he has already got what he wanted.

In this case, instead of keeping Jia Luo's body, it is better to let this body go to where it should go to play its final value.

Jia Luo intends to kill him to bring down Nick Fury, the biggest backer of their Skrull family.

What a coincidence.

He also wants Nick Fury to fall!

First, Locke can avenge Nick Fury's failure to calculate him this time.

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Second, the Skrull invasion faction wants Nick Fury to fall so that the invasion faction can occupy the mainstream voice of the Skrulls.

Locke thinks so too.

If the Skrulls don't take the initiative to jump out and find trouble, he really has no way to find them.

So...

Locke doesn't mind fulfilling Jia Luo's wish. The invaders have grown up and want to leave their mother's arms and fly freely, so let them fly.

If the prey doesn't fly out of the nest, how can the hunter shoot and hunt it?

While thinking, Locke took the elevator back to the floor of the first action group.

He walked straight to the lounge.

Debbie walked towards her desk, trying to write this action report before it was time to get off work.

Although she didn't go in, she had seen the video.

Besides.

Since she was recruited by Locke into a group, all the action reports were written by her.

Debbie knew how to write.

In the lounge.

Locke took out a bottle of ordinary bourbon from the wine cabinet, found a wine glass, poured himself a glass, and walked to the French window of the lounge. While drinking the bourbon in his hand, he looked at the scenery outside and quickly reviewed the whole incident in his mind.

Careful planning before the war, summarizing the gains and losses after the war.

This is also a good habit.

From entering the vampire building, to the indiscriminate coverage of holy water, to preparing for special forces in the elevator, to the underground base, and then to killing Jia Luo.

Pictures appeared in Locke's mind quickly, and then disappeared quickly.

Soon.

When the last picture, that is, the picture of Jia Luo with his eyes wide open, disappeared, Locke slowly opened his eyes.

The review is over.

There is nothing to improve next time, just keep it like this, don't be impatient, keep working hard, and strive to copy yourself into American comics Superman as soon as possible.

Soon.

If nothing unexpected happens, after his promotion procedure is completed, he will be qualified to go to William Stryker's mutant laboratory.

When he thought of William Stryker's laboratory where the blood of many mutants was preserved, his heart couldn't help but get excited.

At this time.

The phone rang again.

Locke came back to his senses, took out the phone, looked at the caller number, and chose to connect.

"Hello."

"Is the video real or fake?"

Natasha's voice came from the phone.

"It's urgent."

"Guess."

"...Now is not the time to play games, Locke."

Natasha was stunned for a moment, then said in a deep voice: "If the video is real, you should know how passive we will be."

Good guy.

There have always been aliens on Earth.

And Nick Fury, the director of SHIELD, is their umbrella.

This...

They actually know nothing about it.

"Is it true or false, Locke."

"Really."

Locke didn't tease Natasha anymore, and said directly: "The bodies of the Skrulls will be taken away by the Washington Sentinel. You and Hill still have time."

Natasha was stunned when she heard this.

"Did the Washington Sentinel headquarters know?"

"Of course."

Locke laughed when he heard this: "Do you think this matter can be concealed? The reason I told you is because I have promised you before that you will also have a share of the gains from destroying the Vampire Building."

A man without faith cannot stand.

Normally, he would try his best to keep the promises he made without any external influence.

He had made a promise with Hill before, but he didn't have Hill's phone number, but it would be the same if he told Natasha.

Because Natasha would definitely tell Hill.

And Natasha also understood what Locke had just said, "You still have time."

She said "I understand," and then hung up the phone without waiting for Locke to speak.

Locke listened to the dead tone on the phone and put away the phone. Just as he was about to put the phone up, he noticed the sunset outside the French window that was slowly setting.

Sunset.

Darkness.

Oh, right.

I still have a trophy that I haven't claimed.

Locke's eyes lit up, and he held the phone that he was about to put back in his trouser pocket again in his hand, and searched the call log to find one of the phone numbers.

The next second.

He pressed it directly.

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