The extraordinary life of a certain American comic

Late at night.

Locke slowly parked the car in front of his house.

Just when Locke was about to turn off the engine and get out of the car, he seemed to think of something. He opened the light shield, turned on the vanity mirror and the lights in the car, raised his head, and looked around his neck.

Many strawberries can be seen on the neck.

"hiss!"

"It's a good look."

Locke took a breath of cold air in his heart, and then, the blood pool that seemed to exist in several bodies but did not exist in several bodies and only existed in the dark suddenly bubbled up.

The next second.

Through the mirror, he saw the many strawberries around his neck dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As everyone knows.

As long as the blood pool never dries up, Locke will never die!

No matter how seriously injured he is, as long as the blood pool, which is currently just a depression, has not dried up, the energy in the blood pool will continue to repair his injuries until the blood pool dries up.

so……

Being planted with strawberries means that your skin is damaged in a sense. Since it is injured, you can use the blood pool to repair it.

As expected of me!

Locke just tried it but didn't expect it to succeed. He showed a witty smile, then turned off the lights and got out of the car in one go.

Although he has obtained permission from the Empress of the Palace, it will be fine even if he goes back with strawberries.

But of course it’s better not to bring it.

soon.

After locking the car, Locke took out the key, opened the door, and then stopped when he passed by the living room and was about to go upstairs.

He slowly moved back a few steps, and then turned his eyes to the living room. First he glanced at the still burning fireplace, and then his eyes fell on the man who seemed to be sleeping on the single sofa leaning on a blanket. Esme.

Locke blinked, quickly sniffed the scent on his sleeve, and then walked over to Esme, who seemed to be sleeping.

When he was about to take away the blanket and pick up his beloved wife, Esme, who was leaning on the sofa, opened her eyes in confusion, and then looked at Locke in front of her. The confusion in her eyes was quickly filled with smiles and love.

"Back."

"Um."

Seeing that Esme was awake, Locke pulled the blanket, covered Esme again, and then walked towards the bar in the living room: "Where is my mother."

Esme, who was leaning on the sofa, smiled and looked at Locke who walked into the bar not far away.

"Out."

"Are you alone at this late hour?"

Locke took out a bottle of bourbon from the wine cabinet, and then took out a glass. While pouring it for himself, he listened to Esme's words and asked curiously: "Did you tell me where to go?"

Esme shrugged.

"Camp David!"

"Wear……"

Locke was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening and looked at Esme, who had already gotten up from the sofa while speaking: "Going with Frank?"

Esme hummed, then sat on the high stool in front of the bar, holding her chin in one hand.

"I thought you weren't going to come back tonight."

"Nick Fury is dead."

"..."

Esme looked at Locke and blinked.

Locke took a sip of the wine in his glass and smiled at Esme: "I guessed it right, the meeting was indeed a trap."

Esme frowned.

However, she had heard Locke tell him about the Skrulls.

"Skrull?"

"Um."

"Are you part of the same group of radical Skrulls who tried to assassinate you in New York City? They were also the ones who killed Nick Fury?"

"No, it was a sergeant in Quantico who killed Nick Fury."

"...What's going on?"

"The situation is like this..."

Locke looked at Esme, whose eyes flickered and seemed very interested, smiled slightly, and told a series of things that happened after he went to the Naval Observatory to meet Stephanie today with the bourbon in his hand.

Of course.

The story ended at Quantico, where the forensic doctor dissected Nick Fury, and there was no further story.

After hearing this, Esme's expression was extremely wonderful.

"So the militants invaded the Skrulls and tried to kidnap Malick and his daughter. The main target was you. This time, he pretended to be Gideon Malick and called Alexander Pierce to ask him to give up Nick Fury. Finally, he Minded about Gideon Malik’s money?”

"That's right."

I have to say that the Skrulls have a lot of brains in this radical invasion.

This plan is much better than the one in New York City.

While directly getting double insurance, you can still get money and even leave yourself a way out.

Unlike Jia Luo in New York City, who had such a simple and crude plan and didn't even think about how to escape if he couldn't beat him.

You see, Murdoch ran away this time, unable to hit a single blow. He didn't even return to Malik Manor, and he was immediately thrown into the wind.

Although Mega Man was not killed in the end and the money was not obtained, at least his life was saved.

"But they didn't expect you to see through it, and then you subdued a lying half-blood Black Skrull?"

"Um."

Locke thought of Otto, the black-mixed Skrull he had tamed at Malik Manor.

If Otto's skin color and race were put aside, he had to admit that Otto, who lay flat and had bad attributes, was actually an interesting guy.

"But the people who ran to Quantico to try to rescue Nick Fury were not the radical invasion faction, but the Skrulls of the peaceful coexistence faction?"

"Yes."

"In the end, they were rescued, but they were discovered while escaping, and finally all killed on the spot?"

"Yes."

"This..."

Esme summarized Locke's experience from this afternoon to the evening, opened her mouth, and looked at Locke with a strange expression: "Why do I feel that Nick Fury died too easily?"

Locke heard this and glanced at Esme.

"I thought so at first."

"So you had Nick Fury dissected to see if it was the real Nick Fury?"

"Yes."

"What was the result?"

"It was him."

"..."

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Esme, who originally thought there was a plot reversal, listened to this sentence, looked at Locke, who still had some doubts between his eyebrows, and blinked: "Since the autopsy results are out, what are you still confused about?"

Locke shrugged: "Just like you said, Nick Fury, died too easily."

He still felt something was wrong.

Although the body is indeed Nick Fury, and the smell is a little different from the first meeting in New York City, it is still Nick Fury, and even the autopsy shows that the body is a real human.

But so what.

This is not the Blue Planet, this is the Marvel Universe Earth-199999 planet.

On the small broken ball here, there are sleeping gods, extraordinary wizards, various extraordinary creatures, and even all kinds of strange and endless black technologies.

What's more, in addition to the innate ability to disguise and extract memories, don't forget that the Skrulls are also aliens of the technological family.

God knows that all this was done by the Skrulls with technology.

Again.

Nick Fury died too casually, too carelessly, and even too easily, and the BB machine that could call "Earth" was not found in his clothes.

The most important point.

"I didn't see Nick Fury die."

"Are you suspicious because you didn't see Nick Fury die, or because you didn't kill Nick Fury yourself?"

As Locke's wife, Esme naturally knows Locke very well.

Locke glanced at his wife.

"Yes."

"What are you going to do?"

"Go home."

"Huh?"

"Mom and the others have gone to Camp David, why are we still staying in Washington, D.C.? Go back to New York City."

Locke shrugged.

He didn't want to go back to Washington for the holidays. He originally thought he would go back to New York in two days. Now, he can go back early.

Esme doesn't care about being in Washington or New York City.

It's just...

"What about Nick Fury..."

"No matter, the original goal has been achieved anyway. Whether he is really dead or fake dead, he is no longer a threat to me."

His main goal at the beginning was to get Nick Fury out of office.

After all, a person who has a problem with him, and who is also a persecution-delusion patient, also controls the world's largest secret law enforcement agency, SHIELD. If this guy insists on keeping an eye on him, the threat is enough.

You know, Dr. Bruce Banner doesn't even know who he is, and this Nick Fury has created a transparent cage specifically for Bruce Banner's half-brother Hulk.

So, only God knows whether this guy will suddenly make a plan for him similar to capturing Hulk.

Rule one!

When you suspect that someone is going to harm you, then he will definitely harm you.

So.

Strike first!

As long as Nick Fury loses the shield of the director of SHIELD who can secretly make trouble, then his threat to Locke will be greatly reduced.

Although there is still, for him, it is just a "little wind and frost."

But in order to solve the problem once and for all, it is better to be a good person to the end and send the Buddha to the west.

This is the secondary goal.

Wait for Nick Fury to step down and send him off.

Enemies, only dead enemies are the best enemies.

As a result, this time when he came back, both the main and secondary goals were achieved.

Nick Fury is dead.

Even if Nick Fury is faking his death, it doesn't matter. As the saying goes, an enemy who has lost his power may still have some impact on him, but it's just a little bit of wind and frost.

The most important thing is.

Nick Fury is dead, and he died on the way to escape.

That's enough.

The position of director of SHIELD will definitely be taken by Maria Hill.

Although Maria Hill may become an opponent of him in the future.

But...

He would rather have a normal enemy than a psychopathic enemy.

Also, he has already got what he wanted in Washington, why stay here if he doesn't go back to New York City?

It's better to go back early.

He can also use time to heal the eye-catching photo he saw at Malik's place.

...