The extraordinary life of a certain American comic.

Chapter 112 The First Member of the Super God Team (45 Subscriptions)
"Blade?"

"Yes."

"When did they come?"

Locke asked curiously.

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

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

Blade's house was blown up by vampires.

As for Vanessa's apartment?

Uh.

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

The question is who made Vanessa lose contact for several days.

This is not.

With nowhere to go, the two men thought of Locke, and stopped Debbie before she was about to get off work.

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

next second.

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

"Okay, let's go meet Blade."

"Ok."

Debbie followed Locke closely, holding several documents.

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

“Why do I feel like I’m very busy today?”

“Because you are a very serious and responsible supervisor.”

"Hahaha."

Locke was stunned at first, then he burst into laughter, and then his face became serious.

"Debbie."

"Boss?"

"The official appointment has not yet been made, please keep it confidential."

"Yes, boss."

"Let's go."

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

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

After all, there is a real vampire in there.

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

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

Blade smelled the scent, looked up at Locke who walked in, and greeted him.

"Locke."

"Eric."

Locke nodded to Blade, glanced at Vanessa who had stood up from her computer chair, and smiled as a greeting: "How was it, did you get used to the sleep you had last night?"

Vanessa answered before Blade could say, "Thanks to Debbie. Debbie was very enthusiastic in helping us last night."

As Vanessa spoke, she gave Debbie a grateful expression.

Debbie smiled but said nothing.

Locke nodded and looked at Blade.

Let’s get straight to the point.

"You'll get used to it. I had some things to do last night, and this morning I had a lot of things to do again. I just finished them, and Debbie told us that you are here. Is there anything I can do to help you, Eric?"

"Can I join you?"

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

Locke raised an eyebrow.

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

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

"……I regret."

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

But he is not wanted by the FBI, but a wanted warrant issued by Nick Fury on behalf of the FBI.

As said before.

Regardless of whether the Vampire Building was destroyed or not, Blade would definitely be dragged out to take the blame.

Locke expressed regret for Blade being wanted, then frowned and said, "It's a good thing for us that you can join, but you are wanted by the FBI now. If I let you join..."

Locke paused when he said this.

Blade looked at Locke in silence.

Join the Sentinel Secret Service.

This was the advice Vanessa gave him after he learned in the morning that he was wanted by the FBI.

SHIELD had clearly abandoned him.

really.

There is no such thing as fellow villagers shed tears when they meet each other, it’s all about fellow villagers stabbing each other in the back.

And throughout the federation, the only law enforcement agency that can defeat the law enforcement agency is another law enforcement agency.

But apart from S.H.I.E.L.D., Blade, who is only interested in killing vampires, only knows the Sentinelese Secret Service where Locke works and doesn't know any other law enforcement agencies.

Moreover, Locke and him can be said to have a life-and-death 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 also told him that his adoptive father Whistler was not dead, but was just being held in that blood bank for an unknown reason.

So the misunderstanding was resolved, and Vanessa searched for Locke on the Internet and found that Locke had a solid background.

And this kind of toughness is different from that of someone else.

In a word.

Locke, it's tough!
and so……

If he wanted to continue killing vampires with peace of mind, then being affiliated with the Sentinel Secret Service would be a good choice.

This is what Vanessa said.

To use another of Vanessa's words, these days, if you want to make it in life, background is everything.

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 destroyed their lair. Blade felt that Vanessa was right, so when he saw Locke coming in, he immediately expressed his inner thoughts.

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

after awhile.

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

"Row!"

"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. We are already taking them in for the night..."

"Shut up."

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

Debbie looked a little hesitant.

"But who is he..."

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

Evans, chief of operations for the FBI in New York State.

Debbie thought about it and nodded.

"Yes."

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

"……Yes."

Debbie looked at Blade, then looked at Vanessa who was expecting something, and opened her mouth: "I'm going to call Director Evans now."

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

soon.

The call is connected.

"Dai..."

"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 New York State's arrest of Eric Brooks" echoed.

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

What follows what.

Did Debbie make the wrong call?

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

after awhile.

Debbie put away her phone and walked back in with an expressionless face.

Locke turned and looked at Debbie.

"How about it?"

"can."

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

Locke laughed when he heard this.

Vanessa listened to this and winked at Blade.

Look, what I just said.

If you want to get involved in society, background is what matters.

The federal wanted warrant was a bolt from the blue for both of them, but for someone with connections, this warrant was less important than a drink.

Locke turned back and looked at the blade.

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

"Thank you."

"You said that as long as you kill vampires, we'll be friends, right?"

"..."

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

"Thank you."

"I've got the wanted order for you. If you want to join just for the wanted order, you don't have to."

Locke then turned to Blade and said seriously, "I'm not Nick Fury. I never force anyone to do anything."

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

"Can I still kill vampires?"

"Of course!"

"The Sentinelese 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."

Hearing this, Locke smiled brightly, extended his right hand towards Blade, and said sincerely: "Welcome to join the New York Sentinel Secret Service Special Operations Team."

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

But Locke said it, and this special operations team came into being.

Again.

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

Those vampires are his extraordinary points that were left outside.

The most important thing.

Now that the vampires are killed, there are still the Skrulls to deal with.

If Locke were to do everything himself, it would take him forever.

and so……

He has an idea.

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

Locke also plans to set up a team specifically to help him earn extraordinary points.

This is the special operations team that currently only has Blade Warrior joining it.

Locke also had a preliminary plan for the code name of this special operations team.

Super God Squad!

What is extraordinary?
He wants to rely on this super team to help him become a god!
……

(End of this chapter)