The extraordinary life of a certain American comic

"What the hell are you, Locke?"

"That's what I'm saying."

"Are you a vampire?"

"no."

"Vampire?"

"No."

Locke looked at Natasha, who was sitting in the passenger seat and was struggling with this problem, and said helplessly: "It takes ten hours to drive from here to Dutchess County. Do you plan to drive in the next ten hours?" Have you been asking me this all the time?"

Although Dutchess County is also part of New York State.

but……

New York State is a big place, and they are in western New York State, while Chase County is in the east.

Natasha shrugged and looked at Locke intently: "If you don't tell me the truth, I don't have to tell you."

Locke sighed after hearing this and looked at Natasha: "Okay, I'm a vampire, that's all."

Natasha's eyes lit up, and a serious expression appeared on her face.

"I knew I was right."

"...As long as you are happy."

Locke opened his mouth, too lazy to refute Natasha.

After all, there is a mountain of prejudice in people's minds, and at the same time, people are always willing to believe what they believe.

Natasha is no exception.

but……

The next second.

Natasha looked at the helpless expression on Locke's face, turned around and smiled: "I lied to you, Oaks just said it, you are neither a vampire nor a vampire."

Locke raised his eyebrows and looked at Natasha.

"So, why are you still asking?"

"Hey, we have to drive for ten hours. We have to find something to talk about. Of course, if you don't want to talk about this, we can talk about Esme."

"Let's talk about vampires."

Choose the lesser of the two.

He also did not discuss the quirks of his royal wife with his lover.

That's all Natasha said, and she had no idea of ​​talking to Locke about the palace empress. Instead, she changed the topic to this vampire operation.

Different from the first ten days when the notice was issued, as this period of time passed, by the sixteenth day, vampires who went to the Sentinel Secret Service Building to register after nightfall began to appear one after another across New York State.

After these vampires accepted the registration and received the identity cards that they were informed in advance that they must be carried on their bodies at all times and can be located in real time, they were no longer subject to any restrictions and left the Sentinel Secret Service.

And after a crab eater appeared, in the past half month, the number of vampires who came to register has steadily increased.

Especially now that there is only the last day left until January.

More vampires are coming to apply for licenses across New York State.

"Conservative estimates suggest that the number of vampires currently registered in each state is around three hundred."

"Oh, there are only three hundred people in total?"

"Yes."

Natasha shrugged and said, "Even if they are the lowest extraordinary creatures, they are still extraordinary creatures."

The corner of Locke's mouth rose: "It's hard to persuade a damned person with good words."

He was also afraid that all the vampires in New York State would come to register.

After all, he had already promised that as long as the vampires registered this time were willing to abide by human laws, their past sins would be forgotten.

But now it seems that his worries are unnecessary.

After all, this is a country where one's privacy is more important than one's own life.

But that’s fine too.

Then go to hell with your privacy.

"The blade has already set off, right?"

"Well, we're already in Albany."

The capital of New York State is Albany. Since the vampires in the entire New York State are to be attacked, it is natural to start from the capital.

Then kill them one by one and reclaim the entire New York State.

Blade is now a mutated vampire, and his sense of smell for vampires has been greatly improved. If he searches every street, no vampire can escape Blade's radar net.

Locke is very confident in his first generation training.

soon.

Eight hours flew by.

Natasha looked at Locke as he exited the interstate highway: "We're not there yet."

Locke snorted: "I know, but I'm human, Natasha, I've been driving all day, and I need a good drink now."

Anyway, there are only two journeys left from here to Dutchess County.

Just leave tomorrow morning.

Now, all he wanted to do was get out of the car, move around, have a good drink, and give Natasha a lesson with a big stick.

so……

Locke directly located a bar.

Park the car.

The two got out of the car.

Natasha stretched out and groaned comfortably. Just as she was about to go in, she saw Locke seemed to be looking at the bar in front of him in a trance for a while.

"Is something wrong?"

"No."

Locke came back to his senses, smiled at Natasha, and then the two came together, and then walked hand in hand into the bar in front of them.

The bar is noisy, the lights are dim, and the people are even noisier.

Natasha identified the location of the bathroom and said to Locke.

"I'm going to the bathroom."

"good."

Locke watched Natasha walk towards the bathroom, then looked away, and then walked across the dance floor where they were twisting and dancing in various enchanting postures like a group of demons, and went straight to the bar counter of the bar, and found an empty high stool to sit on. Go up.

"Have a drink of what you do best, a strong one, thank you."

"Okay."

The bartender inside gave Locke an OK sign and then started his performance.

soon.

A glass of wine with unknown ingredients was pushed in front of Locke.

"Please use it slowly, sir."

"Thanks."

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Locke smiled slightly, picked up the glass of wine, and took a sip.

Um.

Sure enough.

Locke thought to himself, and then abruptly handed his right hand to a man who was sitting next to him and drinking. He looked cold and had a hint of unruly and cold air.

"Rock Underwood."

"…Niklaus Mikaelson."

Lawrence, who was looking in the direction of the bathroom, looked at the right hand handed to him. After his eyes fell on Locke, he frowned and shook hands with Locke.

"Niklaus, nice name."

Locke praised him habitually, took back his right hand, and then looked at Nicklaus with a smile: "Do me a favor, don't touch my woman."

What he just saw was very clear.

This vampire kept staring at Natasha as she walked to the bathroom.

If nothing else, this vampire might be targeting Natasha as his prey.

This is not okay.

But he didn't want to chop this vampire into pieces. After all, the vampire in front of him couldn't be called a vampire to be precise, but should be called a vampire.

Moreover, it was a vampire whose aura seemed to be no less than his.

Whether it was necessary or not, he didn't want to cause trouble. The most important thing right now was to find the culprit of his energy overflow.

When Niklaus listened to Locke's request, a playful smile appeared on his unruly face.

"What if I say no?"

"Then you're looking for death, my new friend."

"hehe."

Nicklaus smiled.

Not laughed out of anger, but amused.

who is he.

He was the ancestor, and now a human dared to run in front of him and threaten him directly.

The tongue in Nicklaus's mouth moved involuntarily, and then, looking at Locke, his eyes began to twinkle, and his voice passed to Locke's ears like a seductive voice.

"After your girlfriend comes out of the bathroom, my friend, do me a favor and take off her clothes, then kneel in front of me and beg me obediently..."

"puff!"

"..."

Niklaus closed his eyes subconsciously, then opened them, looking at Locke with a gloomy and shocked expression, and then let the strong wine slide down his face.

This time it was Locke's turn to look at Nicklaus with amusement: "My new friend, you drank too much."

When Niklaus heard this, his expression darkened.

Uh-huh!

Uh-huh!

boom!

The two of them disappeared from their original positions in an instant, and the door of the bar was broken into two pieces as if being blown by a strong wind.

When Locke and Nicklaus appeared again, they were already in the parking lot behind the bar.

In the dim parking lot, two figures shuttled and intertwined like ghosts, and each collision brought a harsh sound of wind.

The few cars in the parking lot screamed, their windows shattered one after another, and the surrounding air seemed to be shaken by their momentum.

Nicklaus dodged and appeared directly behind Locke. He reached out and grabbed Locke's wrist tightly, then broke it with force. A crisp cracking sound was heard, and then he bared his fangs and pointed towards Locke's wrist. Bite the neck.

However, just when he thought he had succeeded, Locke turned sideways and avoided the fatal blow, and then his shattered right hand healed at a speed visible to the naked eye as it stretched out like a poisonous snake to grab at Niklaus's neck.

Nicklaus immediately retreated, putting distance between the two of them.

When Locke saw this, the corner of his mouth raised slightly. Instead of pursuing, he revealed his figure and looked at Nicklaus who chose to retreat not far away.

"My new friend, you lost."

"Who are you."

Niklaus frowned and looked at Locke in shock.

He couldn't believe it. Locke turned out to be a vampire, and he was even as strong as his vampire.

After fighting for a while, stretching his muscles, and having a general understanding of his current strength, Locke was too lazy to fight any more and extended an invitation to Nicklaus.

"A passerby, a drink together, a new friend."

"……good."

At this moment, Natasha had walked out of the bathroom and was looking for Locke who was missing in the bar.

Then she saw Locke walking in from outside talking and laughing with a stranger.

Natasha looked at the stranger next to Locke and looked at Locke with curious eyes.

Locke saw the curiosity in Natasha's eyes, smiled, and introduced the two of them.

"Niklaus, this is Natasha, Natasha Romanoff, Senior Special Agent of SHIELD."

"Natasha, this is Niklaus, Niklaus Mikaelson, the ancestor of the vampire clan."

"..."