The extraordinary life of a certain American comic.

Chapter 182 Locke is completely defeated
Locke's voice sounded behind the four witches.

The four witches subconsciously looked back.

moment.

Bang, bang!
Locke's figure flashed, and the moment the four witches turned around, he stretched out his hands, directly strangled the throats of two witches, and exerted force suddenly.

The two witches whose necks were broken died instantly.

"Ding! 』

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When fighting against these witches who practice magic, you must not give them the chance to cast spells. It is best to kill them before they can react.

Simply put.

No more nonsense, just do it!

Locke threw away the two witches in his hands, and then his hands moved like lightning to take out the hearts of the other two witches.

next second.

A powerful force came, and just when Locke's hands were only one millimeter away from the witch's chest, the two witches reacted, covered their eyes with white irises, and blasted Locke away in an instant.

boom!
Just when Locke was about to be blown out of the bridge, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed the guardrail of the bridge.

The guardrail creaked and was directly bent by Locke.

but……

Locke also steadied himself, returned to the bridge, looked at the two witches, moved his neck, and then disappeared from the spot again.

The two witches were not in a hurry.

"Stagnation!"

The space on the bridge deck seemed to be instantly filled with gel.

Locke, who was deeply trapped in the gel, paused and broke away from the afterimage speed.

When the two witches saw Locke appear, they raised their hands towards him and then attacked him fiercely.

Bang, bang, bang!
Locke's knees shattered under this huge force, but the next second, they were instantly restored by the energy in the blood pool.

Although this huge force did not make Locke kneel down, the powerful force was transmitted to the bridge surface under Locke's feet.

The ground beneath his feet made an unbearable sound, gravel bounced around, and began to crack layer by layer.

Locke could hardly move under the pressure coming from above and from all directions like a gel.

next second.

The two witches turned their hands over again, palms facing Locke, and pushed hard.

boom!
Locke flew backwards instantly, his back smashing through a car, followed by the second, the third... until he hit the police car whose front end had been crushed by the impact of the air wall, and then he stopped.

The police officers who were outside the air wall were calling for reinforcements and setting up the cordon, staring in amazement at Locke who suddenly hit their police car.

Just as several police officers were looking at Locke and preparing to draw their guns, a suspicious voice rang out.

"Locke?"

"..."

Locke, who was leaning against the police car, looked in the direction of the voice and saw an acquaintance. He smiled and greeted, "George, good morning."

Yes, it was Detective Inspector George Stacy.

George looked at Locke who had crashed the police car into a human-shaped pit, then looked at the Brooklyn Bridge and seemed to think of something: "Mutants?"

Locke shrugged: "I guess so."

Vampires can be called mutants whose mutant abilities are very similar to those of vampires.

Of course, witches can also be called mutants whose mutant abilities are very similar to those of witches.

As Locke spoke, he got up from the ground and smiled at George: "If there is anything else, let's talk later."

Say it.

Bang!
His figure disappeared from the spot again, and he saw the two witches who turned around and cast a spell on the blade again.

Locke grabbed a scrapped vehicle nearby, grabbed the front of the vehicle with his right hand, and smashed the vehicle directly towards the direction where the two witches and Blade were.

One of the witches turned her head and looked at the vehicle whizzing towards her, and the white film in her eyes reappeared.

Puff!
The vehicle flying in the air seemed to be split in two by an invisible blade.

Locke's figure flashed quickly, and he grabbed one vehicle after another and threw them quickly towards the location where the two witches were.

Faced with the overwhelming rain of vehicles that covered the sky like a swarm of locusts, the other witch had to stop casting the spell again. The two witches joined forces, opened their hands, and directly created a transparent barrier in a small area.

Boom, boom, boom!
The vehicle that blocked out the sun and the sky crashed into the transparent barrier, and like a meteorite, it turned directly into a fireball with a loud bang.

If you stand under the bridge and look towards the bridge surface, you will see fireballs rolling in along with the sound of explosions.

"hiss."

"I'm afraid this is a mutant of the same level as Magneto."

"As expected of a sentinel."

"I suddenly want to join the Sentinel Secret Service and see the real world."

Several members of the police station who were on alert couldn't help but feel a little envious when they saw the fireballs exploding into the air and the flying vehicles on the bridge.

Men, deep down, have a special obsession with explosions and fire.

George, who was standing by, glanced at the police officer who said he wanted to defect from the Sentinel Secret Service and poured cold water on him: "The mortality rate of Operation Sentinel is 56% higher than that of our police station."

Upon hearing this, several police officers shuddered and took a deep breath.

Also.

The greater the risk, the greater the probability of reimbursement.

Forget it.

Better to die than live.

Although the New York Police Department also has the risk of being reimbursed, compared with the Sentinel Secret Service, which starts at a team of soldiers, the New York Police Department is in heaven.

At this moment, the explosions on the bridge gradually stopped.

The question is, there are no more cars to lose.

Locke felt a headache as he watched the two witches raise their hands and throw the wreckage of the vehicle aside again, even though they didn't seem to be blushing or breathing hard.

Hey!
Why hasn't the blood of Madame Viper that Gideon Malik promised arrived yet?

Locke's thoughts turned, he took a deep breath, and rushed towards the two witches again.

But...same moves, same routine.

boom!
George looked at Locke, who was like a shooting star again and seemed about to fall into the police car, and his eyebrows twitched.

Locke pulled himself out of the police car and faced George's expression.

"It was an accident."

"boom!"

"Accident."

"boom!"

"grass!"

Locke was furious. Looking at the sentry who had already arrived at the scene, he stood up and shouted, "Bazooka."

Damn it, if the tiger doesn’t show its power, do you really think I’m a sick cat?

Upon hearing this, a sentry quickly opened the trunk, took out the rocket launcher inside and handed it to Locke.

After Locke took it, without any nonsense, he disappeared again in front of George who was about to say something when he saw the rocket launcher.

next second.

Locke simply carried the bazooka, aimed it at the location of the two witches and Blade, and pulled the trigger.

call out!
The rocket ignited instantly, bursting into flames, whistling, and rushed towards the witch and Blade.

The two witches looked at the rockets coming towards them, their faces changed and they quickly put their hands in front of them again.

Boom!

The rocket hit the barrier, unleashing tremendous power and air waves, giving people the illusion that the Brooklyn Bridge was shaking for a moment.

but……

This time, the air wave swept through with a crackling sound, and the rolling air wave broke through the barrier and knocked the two witches backwards.

"Go quickly."

"it is good."

The leading witch said something to the witch next to her, and then she no longer stayed beside Blade, but flew into the air on the spot, looking down at Locke, and swung out one transparent shock wave after another.

At the same time, she looked at the crowd outside the air wall with a cold expression.

boom!
The police car that had been hit several times by Locke exploded instantly.

The blast swept all around, directly blowing away several police officers and sentries nearby.

The witch looked at Locke coldly.

"We have no intention of being your enemy, Locke Underwood. You forced us to do this. Their casualties were caused by you."

"laugh!"

Locke listened to the witch's words and sneered: "You have no intention of being my enemy, so you are trying to kill me with wolf poison."

The witch had a blank expression.

"That's part of the deal."

"What a deal."

"You have no right to know."

"I'll know once I catch you."

Locke sneered, grabbed a guardrail on the Brooklyn Bridge with his right hand, pulled it down with his bare hands, and shot it at the witch in the air.

The witch opened her right hand.

The speeding guardrail instantly changed direction and shot towards Locke who had launched him.

Boom!
The guardrail fell to the ground like a cannonball and sank into the bridge deck.

But when Locke shot out of the guardrail, he had already disappeared from the spot, and quickly attacked the witch who was pressing Blade's chest with one hand and chanting a spell quickly.

The witch in the air looked at Locke's afterimage, and black magic surged again.

Locke paused again.

at this time.

The witch who was pressing Blade's chest and chanting a spell silently turned her head to look at Locke who was standing nearby and smiled.

next second.

call out!
The witch suddenly disappeared with the blade.

When Locke saw this scene, his eyebrows twitched.

Before he had time to think about it, he was once again carried away by the magic power, as if he was grabbed by an invisible hand, and smashed towards the bridge with a loud bang.

A big hole appeared on the bridge surface.

In the pit lay Locke.

Damn Fuck!

I hate magic.

The energy in the blood pool poured into the whole body like a floodgate, and any injuries were healed in the blink of an eye.

but……

Magic is a natural counter to physics.

Even though Locke was not injured, the invisible pressure still pinned him down in the pit and made him unable to move.

at this time.

The witch in the sky appeared next to the pit.

She first looked up at the sky, then looked down at Locke in the pit, and opened her right hand towards Locke's chest: "I'm sorry, in order to purify the filth of the world and let the bloody queen return, you must die."

As she spoke, a cold murderous intent emerged on the witch's face.

Locke, lying in the pit, was just about to speak.

next second.

He saw his upper body clothes being ripped off, and then, suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

The pain came from the inside out, as if something was about to burst out of my chest.

Could it be an alien?
……

(End of this chapter)