The extraordinary life of a certain American comic

The Blade Warrior, who had not spoken or made any moves since entering the door, moved when Coulson was about to lead his men away.

He passed Coulson directly, ignored Walter Herman, and walked straight in the direction of Locke without any deviation in his gaze.

Jack raised his thick eyebrows and stood directly in front of Locke.

Brown did the same.

The two of them blocked the Blade Warrior who was walking quickly like a big and a small hill.

"Get out of the way."

"Boss."

"Locke..."

"It's okay."

Locke, with his hands in his pockets, smiled and motioned Jack and Brown to let the Blade Warrior in.

Jack and Brown looked at each other, then looked at the Blade Warrior in front of them vigilantly and made way.

The Blade Warrior ignored the warning eyes of the two and came directly in front of Locke.

Then...

Locke saw a black hand with a black leather glove taken off, handed to him.

The Blade Warrior finally spoke at this moment.

"Hello!"

"..."

Locke glanced at the black hand in front of him, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at the Blade Warrior who was standing in front of him and wanted to shake hands with him.

The SHIELD agent, Hawkeye Barton, saw this scene and reacted.

"Eri..."

"Hush."

Coulson interrupted Barton.

Barton instantly stopped talking.

Black Widow, with long fiery red hair, watched this scene curiously without saying a word.

Locke looked at the right hand stretched in front of him, and his hands had no intention of taking it out of his pocket.

He knew that the Blade Warrior should have seen something.

After all...

This guy is a hybrid.

However, how did this guy suspect me?

By smell?

Then why didn't he smell a smell similar to "the same kind" from Blade?

The sample data is too small?

Locke was curious.

At this moment.

Jack, who was standing aside, saw that his boss had no intention of shaking hands. He stretched out his right hand and shook the Blade Warrior's right hand: "Our boss is not used to shaking hands in person. Goodbye, I won't see you off."

What kind of level is it to shake hands with his boss?

I don't know what their boss hates most is this kind of skin...

"Shit!"

Jack felt a piercing coldness coming from his right hand before he finished thinking. He couldn't help but let go of his right hand, shook it quickly, and looked at the Blade Warrior: "Damn it, did you just take your hand out of the freezer?"

The Blade Warrior glanced at Jack who was cursing, and didn't say anything, just looked at Locke, then his sausage-like lips grinned, and then turned around and walked towards the elevator without saying a word.

Coulson, Hawkeye and Natasha looked at each other, and turned around to catch up with the Blade Warrior who was about to walk to the elevator.

Soon.

The four SHIELD members who came in a hurry also hurried into the elevator at this moment.

After entering the elevator, Hawkeye Barton looked at the Blade who was pretentious in both appearance and tone of voice. Just when he was about to ask something, Coulson whispered, "Let's talk after we get out."

Hawkeye Barton shut up again.

After a while.

The four of them left the Sentinel Special Service Building and got into the black SUV they came in.

The car started.

Natasha drove, and Barton sat in the passenger seat.

Coulson, who was sitting in the back with Blade, turned his head to look at the Sentinel Special Service Building that was already moving away, and then looked at Blade.

"Eric, is there something wrong with that guy?"

"I don't know."

"What do you mean?"

Like a good student, Blade, who was sitting in the back seat, put his hands on his knees and thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I suspect he is a vampire, but I'm not sure."

"What?" Hawkeye Barton, who was sitting in the co-pilot seat with his ears erect, turned his head and looked at Blade in the back seat: "Is he a vampire?"

Natasha, who was driving, raised her eyebrows and glanced at the rearview mirror.

Blade looked at Hawkeye who was leaning over his head and shook his head again: "I'm not sure, but he feels like a vampire to me, but he doesn't smell bad, and... he is very handsome."

Yes.

Vampires are very smelly.

Especially the older the vampire is, the more smelly they are.

Of course.

Ordinary people may not be able to smell it, but he can.

This is also the reason why Blade can't be sure.

As for why he is very handsome, it is also one of the reasons?

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The answer is very simple.

Male vampires are ugly, otherwise they wouldn't have kidnapped beautiful human women in the Middle Ages.

Because if you are handsome, there are many beautiful women following you.

The most important point.

It is daytime now.

From his debut to now, so many years have passed, except for mixed-bloods like him who can walk in the daytime, no vampires have ever been seen walking in the daytime.

So...

Is he also a mixed-blood?

Blade, who thinks he is a handsome guy, thinks about the playful expression he saw on Locke's face when he reached out his hand before, and doubts in his heart.

Coulson, who is sitting next to him, frowned slightly when he heard Blade's doubt.

Mixed-blood?

Coulson thought for a moment and said to Hawkeye Barton, who turned around and looked this way: "What's the name of that sentry?"

Hawkeye Barton shook his head: "I didn't pay attention."

Natasha, who was concentrating on driving, said: "Locke, Locke Underwood."

Barton was slightly startled and looked at Natasha.

"How do you know?"

"...that's what the nameplate on his desk says."

Natasha glanced at Barton and said expressionlessly.

Hawkeye Barton heard this and nodded.

"Rock Underwood."

When Colson heard this last name, he always felt that it looked familiar. As he thought about it, he said, "Find his information and take a look."

Natasha, who was driving, nodded.

Hawkeye Barton frowned and said: "Phil, what should we do now? Do you think that is really a vampire, or is it a vampire mutant?"

Coulson frowned and said, "Lindsay is our informant. He is a vampire, not a mutant. That's for sure."

"Then what if they don't plan to hand it over?"

"I have no idea."

Coulson shook his head and felt a little headache: "If it were other agencies, this case could be retrieved no matter what, but the Sentinel Secret Service..."

The Sentinel Secret Service also deals with supernatural beings, and they have the right to do so.

so……

As long as the Sentinel Secret Service kills the mutant who is similar to a vampire, they will have no way to get the case back.

And it is certain that the Sentinel Secret Service will not hand over the case.

"Forget it, let's talk about this later."

Colson thought for a moment and planned to leave the trouble to his boss. He directly changed the subject and said to the blade warrior on the side: "Did Lindsay provide any information when he met with you the day before yesterday?"

The Blade Warrior said in a deep voice: "The day before yesterday, he said he had discovered something big. He was going to tell me, but he didn't come the day before yesterday. I asked you to get his address yesterday. When I went to find him, the Sentinel Secret Service was already there. ”

Coulson frowned.

"Big deal? What big deal?"

"have no idea."

"..."