The extraordinary life of a certain American comic.

Chapter 35: The two SHIELD women on an incognito visit

The puzzle bar is located on 75th Street, right below an apartment building.

When Locke and Brown walked into the bar, there were already many customers in this bar which was not big but not small either.

As soon as the two came in, they saw the bar owner Carl, who was chatting enthusiastically with a pair of blonde sisters behind the bar.

However, the two did not disturb Carl who was picking up girls. Instead, they looked around and found an empty booth and sat down.

"Bourbon."

"Vodka."

"Okay, wait a moment, both of you."

The waitress said this with a smile, and after a while, she brought the drinks the two people needed.

"cheers."

"Cheers, congratulations on surviving the disaster."

"Ding."

Locke clinked his glasses with Brown, and after taking a sip of the bourbon in his glass, Locke teased Brown, "Why, you wanted to die before, but now you don't want to die anymore?"

You have to know that before tonight, Brown's motto, besides destroying all the mutants in the world, was to die early and go to hell to reunite with his wife.

how?

Don’t want to die now?
Brown drank the vodka in his glass, listened to Locke's words, put down the glass, and looked at Locke: "It's worth dying on the road to exterminating mutants, but it's not worth dying at the hands of vampires for no apparent reason."

Locke raised his eyebrows and laughed.

"Ok."

"but……"

Brown changed the subject and poured himself another glass of wine. He looked at Locke and said curiously, "What happened after we fell unconscious? From the look on Blade's face, it seems that he didn't kill Deacon. Also, the one that turned into ashes, are you sure it was Deacon? I don't remember there were supposed to be two vampires in the hangar, so where is the other one?"

Locke looked at Brown who asked so many questions in a row and shook his head speechlessly.

"You ask me, who should I ask? I am in a coma just like you."

"……Right."

Brown nodded, then seemed to think of something, his eyes fell on the new suit jacket Locke was wearing: "So, how did your clothes get torn? You have no memory of it?"

Locke shook his head: "No."

Concise and concise.

In this incident, no matter who asked him, even if he was taking a lie detector test, he would keep the same answer.

Like Brown, he passed out from Deacon's screaming and was not awake until Debbie arrived with the emergency response team.

It's the same no matter who asks.

Locke thought to himself, then raised his glass to Brown again and smiled: "Maybe it was Blade who did it."

Brown was slightly stunned.

"Then he..."

"I guess he's afraid of trouble."

"He, a professional vampire hunter, is afraid of trouble?"

"Who knows."

Locke shrugged and was about to continue talking nonsense when he glanced at the door of the bar and raised his eyebrows.

Brown looked at Locke and turned his head to look towards the door of the bar.

into the eye.

A beautiful woman in black with long fiery red hair and the aura of a widow appeared at the door.

Brown recognized the person and looked at Locke: "It's her. She came here so soon?"

Locke looked at the Black Widow who appeared at the door and was also a little curious.

If he wasn't so sure, he would have suspected that Natasha had installed a positioning tracker somewhere on him.

but……

He seemed to have thought wrong.

Just as Natasha walked in and noticed Locke and Brown, her expression slightly stunned, a voice came from the booth next to Locke's.

"Nasha, this way."

"..."

Natasha looked in the direction of the voice and returned to her expression as when she first entered the room. She smiled, ignored Locke and Brown, and walked straight to the booth next to her.

"Robin."

"Let me introduce you. This is Ted, Barney, and these two are Matthew and Lily."

"Hello, Ted Mosby."

"Matthew."

"Lily, our team has one more person, that's great." "Beautiful lady, my name is..."

"Shut up."

"..."

Locke and Brown listened to the chatter coming from the next booth and couldn't help but look at each other.

what's going on?
Locke blinked.

Nasha?

Not Natasha.

at this time.

Brown took out his cell phone, pretended to tie his shoelaces, and took a photo of the next booth. After sitting back down, he took a look at the photo and handed the phone to Locke.

Locke took the phone.

There are three men and three women in the photo.

There were three men. One of them was wearing casual clothes and was a bit fat. Another one was wearing a suit and tie like Locke and was a bit thin. The last one was also dressed casually, but was neither fat nor thin.

As for the three women.

A petite and cute type who looks a bit like a couple with the chubby guy.

Another one is Natasha, who was just called Nasha.

As for the last one.

This is……

Her Excellency Maria Hill, Deputy Director and Senior Commander of SHIELD?

and many more.

He seemed to have just heard what the first name Natasha greeted was.

Robin?

"hiss!"

"A group of female SHIELD agents came to New York City under pseudonyms to experience the lives of ordinary people?"

Locke seemed to have thought of something and raised his eyebrows.

at this time.

"Excuse me, I need to go to the bathroom."

"..."

Locke came back to his senses, sensed something, and looked towards the bathroom.

Natasha left the next booth and walked to the corner of the bathroom without looking back. She turned around, met Locke's gaze, smiled with the corners of her mouth raised, and slowly walked towards the bathroom.

Locke received the message and said to Brown next to him: "I'm going to the bathroom."

The corners of Brown's mouth twitched a few times. Looking at Locke who was about to get up, he lowered his voice and said, "Are you sure you want to go? If I remember correctly, Esme will be back tomorrow."

He is not a fool.

Ever since Locke and Natasha came to the company together a month ago, entered the office, and announced their cooperation when they came out, he knew that there was something wrong with these two people.

Brown is too lazy to take care of this matter.

After all, this is a personal matter.

But at least you should stay away, and I'm on the side of your legal wife Esme.

Locke looked at Brown, a little curious: "Esme will come tomorrow, I know, I told you this, what's wrong?"

Brown looked at Locke, who didn't know why he asked this, and took a deep breath: "Do you think this is appropriate?"

Locke raised an eyebrow.

Expression of realization.

"Oh……"

"call."

Brown breathed a sigh of relief.

He really didn't want to see Locke's harem catch fire, but not out of worry, but because if Locke's harem caught fire, it would easily affect their group's operation to capture mutants.

But it seemed he was happy too early.

Locke raised an eyebrow and patted Brown on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, do you know my second nickname?"

"what?"

"Langlilong!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)