The extraordinary life of a certain American comic

Chapter 112 The first member of the Super God Team (45 please subscribe)

"Blade?"

"Yes."

"When did they come?"

Locke asked curiously.

If he remembered correctly, Blade could walk in the daylight, but Vanessa seemed unable to walk in the daylight.

Debbie replied, "Last night, when I got off work, they blocked me. They had no place to stay, so I let them stay in the detention and interrogation room for the whole night."

Blade's house was blown up by vampires.

As for Vanessa's apartment?

Uh.

Blade was going to Vanessa's apartment last night, but when he got there, he found out that Vanessa's apartment had been rented out by the landlord again.

Who asked who made Vanessa lose contact for several days.

No.

The two who had nowhere to go thought of Locke, and then stopped Debbie before she was ready to get off work.

Locke listened to Debbie's story about being blocked by Blade last night, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, and then raised his wrist to check the time on his phone.

The next second.

He put away his phone, shook his head, stood up, and walked towards the door of the conference room.

"Okay, let's go meet Blade."

"Okay."

Debbie followed Locke closely with several documents in her arms.

Locke opened the door of the conference room and walked out. He thought of something and turned his head to look at Debbie.

"Why do I feel so busy today?"

"Because you are a very serious and responsible supervisor."

"Ha...haha."

Locke was stunned at first, then laughed loudly, and then his face became serious.

"Debbie."

"Boss?"

"The official appointment has not come down yet, keep it confidential."

"Yes, boss."

"Let's go."

Locke smiled slightly, and then led his most beloved subordinate Debbie to the detention and interrogation area of Group 1.

At this moment, the windows of the entire detention and interrogation area have been closed.

After all, there is a real vampire in it.

Blade is sitting on the iron bed and carefully wiping his beloved two swords with a towel soaked in alcohol.

Vanessa was sitting at the computer desk, using the computer in front of her, seemingly looking up some academic materials on biology.

Blade smelled the smell, looked up at Locke who came in, and greeted him.

"Locke."

"Eric."

Locke nodded to Blade, glanced at Vanessa who got up from the computer chair, and smiled as a greeting: "How is it, did you get used to sleeping last night?"

Vanessa answered before Blade: "Thanks to Debbie, Debbie helped us very enthusiastically last night."

As she spoke, Vanessa showed a grateful expression to Debbie.

Debbie smiled and said nothing.

Locke nodded, then looked at Blade.

Straight to the point.

"Just get used to it. I had something to do last night, and this morning I came here to do a lot of things. I just finished it, and Debbie told us that you are here, is there anything I can help you with, Eric."

"Can I join you?"

Blade also looked at Locke very straightforwardly and told him why he came.

Locke raised his eyebrows.

"Join... us? Sentinel Secret Service?"

"Yes, when Vanessa was searching online this morning, she told me that I was wanted by the FBI."

"...I'm sorry."

Blade was wanted, this was a fact, and Locke knew it.

But he was not wanted by the FBI, but by Nick Fury in the name of the FBI.

As mentioned before.

Whether the Vampire Mansion was destroyed or not, Blade would definitely be pulled out to take the blame.

Locke expressed regret for Blade being wanted, and then frowned and said: "You can join, for us, it is a good thing at the moment, but you are wanted by the FBI now, if I let you join..."

Locke paused at this point.

Blade looked at Locke without saying a word.

Join the Sentinel Secret Service.

This was Vanessa's suggestion after he learned that he was wanted by the FBI in the morning.

SHIELD has obviously abandoned him.

Sure enough.

There is no such thing as fellow villagers meeting and crying, it's all fellow villagers meeting and stabbing each other in the back.

And looking at the entire federation, there is only one other law enforcement agency that can defeat the law enforcement agency.

But apart from S.H.I.E.L.D., Blade, who only wants to kill vampires, only knows the Sentinel Secret Service where Locke is, and doesn't know any other law enforcement agencies.

And Locke and him, they have a life-long friendship.

If Locke hadn't saved Vanessa, then Vanessa wouldn't have come to save him, and he wouldn't have survived.

Not to mention that Locke told him that his adoptive father Whistler was not dead, but was just locked up in that blood bank.

So the misunderstanding was resolved, and Vanessa looked up Locke on the Internet and found that Locke had a strong background.

And this kind of strength is different from someone else's.

In a word.

Locke, guaranteed to be strong!

So...

If he wants to continue to kill vampires with peace of mind, then it would be a good choice to be affiliated with the Sentinel Secret Service.

This is what Vanessa said.

To use another of Vanessa's words, these days, to get involved, you need a background.

Look at you, you've been killing vampires for so many years, but you haven't even taken down their lair.

But look at Locke, he just started killing vampires and the nest was destroyed.

Blade felt that Vanessa was right, so after seeing Locke coming in, he immediately expressed his inner thoughts.

Locke did not answer immediately, but a trace of entanglement flashed across his expression, as if he was having a fierce ideological struggle.

After a while.

Just as Blade slowly retracted his gaze, Locke gritted his teeth and seemed to have finally made a decision.

"Okay!"

"Boss!"

Debbie, who was following behind, heard this, and under the gaze of Blade and Vanessa, she widened her eyes and exclaimed at Locke.

"Eric is a federal wanted criminal. It's already considered that we took them in overnight..."

"Shut up."

Locke turned his head and shouted at Debbie, then said in a deep voice: "Others don't know, but don't we know that Eric is just pushed out by SHIELD to take the blame for the Vampire Building incident."

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Debbie's expression was a little hesitant.

"But who is he..."

"I remember that half a year ago, Evans owed us a favor."

Evans, the operations director of the New York State Federal Bureau of Investigation.

Debbie thought about it and nodded.

"Yes."

"Now it's time for him to repay the favor. I can't control other places now, but I still have the ability to do so in New York State."

"...Yes."

Debbie looked at the blade, then looked at Vanessa who was expecting, and opened her mouth: "I'll call Director Evans now."

After saying this, Debbie took out her mobile phone from her pocket, found a number, and dialed it.

Soon.

The call was connected.

"De..."

"Director Evans, it's me, Debbie Mills."

As Debbie spoke, she turned and walked outside. Soon, she disappeared from the sight of several people. Only the voice of "Our Director Underwood hopes that you can secretly revoke the arrest of Eric Brooks in New York State" echoed.

Jack, who was taking Natasha Romanov, who had just left the Sentinel Secret Service Building and returned alone, to the elevator, blinked involuntarily when he heard Debbie's voice on the phone.

What's going on.

Did Debbie call the wrong number?

Just when he was about to ask, Debbie hung up the phone without saying a word.

After a while.

Debbie put away her phone and walked back in from outside with a blank expression.

Locke turned his head and looked at Debbie.

"How is it?"

"Okay."

Debbie nodded: "But Director Evans said you owe him a drink."

Locke laughed when he heard it.

Vanessa listened to this and winked at Blade.

Look, what did I just say.

To get involved, it's all about background.

The federal wanted order was a bolt from the blue for the two of them, but for people with backgrounds, this wanted order is not as good as a drink.

Locke turned his head again and looked at Blade.

"It's done. The FBI won't look for you in New York State."

"Thank you."

"You said that as long as you kill vampires, we are friends, right?"

"..."

Blade listened to Locke answering him with what he had said before, and then looked at the hypocritical smile on Locke's face, and his thick lips moved.

"Thank you."

"I helped you get the wanted order. If you want to join for the wanted order, you don't have to join."

Locke then said to Blade in a serious tone: "I'm not Nick Fury. I never force people to do things."

Blade didn't say anything. After a moment of silence, he looked at Locke seriously.

"Can I still kill vampires?"

"Of course!"

"The Sentinel Secret Service is not only responsible for mutants now, but also vampires. It is legitimate for Sentinel agents to kill vampires."

"Then I'll join."

"Welcome."

Locke smiled brightly upon hearing this, and extended his right hand to Blade, saying sincerely: "Welcome to join the Special Operations Team of the New York Sentinel Secret Service."

Originally, the New York Sentinel did not have this special operations team.

But Locke said that this special operations team existed.

The same thing.

The Vampire Building is gone, but there are still many vampires in New York City.

Those vampires are all his extraordinary points that were lost outside.

The most important point.

After killing the vampires, there are still the Skrulls.

If Locke were to do everything himself, how long would it take him to finish it?

So...

He had an idea.

During World War II, Captain America once formed a team of supernatural creatures, the famous Howling Commandos.

Locke also planned to set up a team to help him earn supernatural points.