A Certain Marvel Super Player

Red Devil.

Raymond Reddington's power is actually not that great. In fact, according to the Red Devil's daily routine, it is basically possible for any named killer to assassinate Raymond directly.

If Locke takes action, he won't even say anything.

but……

The Red Devil has never relied on strength to survive. He relies on connections and connections. He is even respected as the administrator of the criminal world because of connections and connections.

He knows everyone and everyone knows the Red Devils, and most of the time, he is willing to give the Red Devils this face.

The same goes for Locke.

Since the last live TV broadcast, the Red Devils made a special call, saying that they owed a favor, and wanted to use Locke's name and ask for a blank notice, and Locke directly agreed.

It later emerged that the Red Devil had used his blank notice to intimidate an Albanian gang leader.

Locke felt that the price had dropped a bit, but, well, that’s how it was used.

The next afternoon.

Locke was at home in Chester when he received the text message from the Red Devils.

hang up the phone.

Chester listened to Locke's call just now and looked at Locke who got up from the sofa: "What did the Red Devils buy?"

Locke smiled: "A corpse."

Chester: "..."

Locke laughed, looked at Chester's expression, shook his head, and told the story of Nina Bell's suicide and the African-American lawyer's strange promotion: "I suspect that Nina Bell sacrificed herself. , so please ask the Red Devil to find the body and surveillance and confirm it."

Carrie, who was sitting not far away with long hair and looking down at the extracurricular book in her hand, heard the keyword voodoo and looked up: "Voodoo, are they those beings who make deals with hell? "

Locke looked at Carrie and nodded.

Chester glanced at Carrie, then looked at Locke: "Then you should take Carrie with you."

Locke smiled: "Although the Red Devil guessed that Locke and I are closely related, after all, there is no..."

Carrie raised her hand and flashed the purple bracelet on her wrist: "I can do cross-dressing."

Said.

The purple witch's power flickered, and then, the black hair turned to white silk, the cool women's clothes, and the long boots with high heels, just appeared, causing the temperature of the entire room to drop at least two degrees.

Chester looked at Locke: "Any more questions?"

Locke thought for a moment.

That's fine.

If it is really related to the power of hell, then it would be nice to have Carrie as a witch next to him, and there would be no need for him to switch to witch form.

Again.

Although switching professions does not require cross-dressing or anything, the name, no matter how you look at it, cannot be accepted by Locke, who is a straight man.

Half an hour later.

Get on an Audi that is about to be reported missing.

The car roared at speed, and then drove steadily into the abandoned water plant on the outskirts of Jersey City.

At the door of an abandoned warehouse, two men in suits over there saw the silver Audi driving in, looked at each other, and walked over.

Audi has almost become another unique identity symbol.

"Wushuang first..."

The two soybeans looked at Locke who came out of the car and were about to say hello. Then, they saw the iceberg-like cross-dressing Carrie coming out of the passenger seat, also wearing sunglasses.

female?

Strange, never seen before?

Locke looked at the expressions of the two soy sauce men and didn't explain. He didn't need to explain anything to irrelevant people and said directly: "Is the thing inside?"

The two soy sauce men came to their senses: "Yes, please come with me."

Said.

The two soy sauce men regained their desire to live. They didn't ask, tell or answer. They just delivered the things here according to the boss's instructions, and then waited for Locke to come over to hand over. Now that Locke is here, other things have nothing to do with them.

In the abandoned warehouse, an ordinary coffin was inside the van. Immediately afterwards, the two soy sauce men blew a whistle, and there were two people who put the coffin in it with the smell of earth. The coffin was removed from the van.

"Mr. Wushuang, let's go first."

"good."

Locke nodded.

The soy sauce men looked at each other, then got into the car, and then drove the van away from here.

In front of the coffin.

Locke tilted his head and looked at Carrie beside him.

Carrie hummed, stretched out her right hand, and the witch's power surged.

Click!

A very clear crisp sound came out, and then, with a bang, the coffin in front of him began to be covered with splitting cracks. In the blink of an eye, the cracks covered the entire coffin.

The next second.

boom!

The coffin instantly fell into pieces as if it had been weathered.

Locke raised his eyebrows: "New ability."

Carrie explained: "Mr. Chester found me many legends and descriptions of various witches' abilities, which I couldn't find in the library, and some of them had the aura of witches on them. "

Locke smiled.

Chester is well-informed. After all, one of the old guy's lovers was a succubus in Texas.

Locke has always been miraculous about this. For other men, let alone three years with the succubus, that man would be drained even in two nights, but Chester, it was the other way around.

The dust cleared.

A corpse lay quietly on the ground.

Dark.

shriveled.

Not rotten.

Locke caught his eye and sneered: "It is indeed a sacrifice."

One characteristic of sacrificing life to demons is that after they sacrifice their lives, their corpses will not rot.

because……

The demons from hell will occupy their corpses, or in other words, connect them to a transit station between hell and the human world, allowing the demons who borrow power to enter and exit the human world and hell through their corpses.

"Roar!"

A sudden roar came from Nina Bell's body, and the next second, a ball of black mist roared out, transforming into an angry evil spirit.

The evil spirit looked at Locke and Carrie in front of him, roared angrily, opened his claws, and attacked Locke and Carrie with bursts of stench.

Locke's face was expressionless.

He wasn't even interested in taking action.

"Carrie!"

"Bang!"

As soon as Locke finished speaking, Carrie, who seemed shocked to see a demon for the first time, also came to her senses. In an instant, white threads surged, holding the power of the witch, and directly shot the angry evil spirit in front of her into a hornet's nest. .

Locke, who lent his power to Carrie, did not place any restrictions on the power of the witch that Carrie could use.

If Carrie's sea of ​​consciousness wasn't so big, in fact, Carrie could be like Locke. With one look, she could directly strangle this angry but not even demon in front of her with the endless power of a witch. On the other hand, they are evil spirits who are not even qualified to be on the tail end of a crane in hell.

The angry evil spirit let out a low scream.

moment.

It turned into scattered black mist and collapsed directly. Along with the destruction of the evil spirits, the incorruptible corpse on the ground also gradually changed and began to rot rapidly.

The smell in the air became increasingly unpleasant.

Turn around.

boarding.

Drive away.

Half an hour later.

Home in Chester.

The bearded Chester looked at Locke and Carrie who had returned, and was slightly startled: "So fast."

Locke laughed: "It's just a low-level evil spirit. Does it have to last for three hundred rounds?"

Who are you insulting?

Is he still Carrie?

On the sofa, Locke took out his tablet and started playing the video of the New York Women's Prison that the Red Devils had sent him.

Chester glanced at Locke, who was watching the prison surveillance over there, and looked at Carrie: "Did you kill that evil spirit?"

Carrie nodded: "Very weak."

Chester opened his mouth: "Did you find out what deal the evil spirit made?"

Carrie shook her head.

She thought Locke would ask, but to her surprise, Locke wasn't even interested in asking. Locke called her, and she took action naturally.

In fact, Carrie was quite happy to be able to help.

Locke said without raising his head: "Do you still need to inquire? Considering the African-American lawyer who was promoted at a strange speed, it is obvious that there should be an evil spirit helping him."

Chester came over: "Nina Bell?"

Locke hummed and turned the tablet. The screen was fixed on a prison guard lifting a dark antique doll of the same color from the cell: "Have you seen this antique doll?"

Or.

Voodoo doll.

Chester frowned: "Do you suspect that Nina Bell is parasitic in this voodoo doll?"

Locke smiled and said: "It's not doubt, but certainty!"

According to normal procedures, Nina Bell committed suicide. Her things in prison needed to be given to her parents, but the information provided by the Red Devils showed that the antique doll was taken out by an African-American lawyer. , and was not given to her parents.

After all, even if you want to give it, you can't.

One is a New York women's prison and the other is a death penalty prison. The management intensity is different. The management of the women's prison is relatively loose. If you have a good attitude and do not reject Lily, in fact, there is basically no difference between inside and outside. There isn't much difference.

Chester listened to Locke's words and shook his head: "Then why did you kill that evil spirit? If you kill that evil spirit now, this Nina Bell will realize that her creditor has disappeared. Alarmed.”

Lokhar smiled.

Chester looked up at Locke who was laughing.

The corner of Locke's mouth rose: "Klin, do you think I need to consider her feelings? Moreover, I think she should be happy."

"Happy?"

"Well, I'm happy that she got a free body. In other words, she's happy that after the evil spirit died, she became a free evil spirit."

"but……"

Locke looked at Chester with a smile: "When she is happy, she will find that she is free and has become a free but resentful spirit trapped in a voodoo doll."

Chester: "..."