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Chapter 68: The Last Struggle Nick Fury

Locke stood there, his hands in his pockets, looking at Blade, without saying a word.

Blade's face was a little pale, but his eyes were scarlet.

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Abraham Whistler, the old white-headed, stubborn man, was his adoptive father.

Whistler taught Blade how to use humanity to suppress the beast in his body, and taught Blade how to use weapons to kill vampires.

Even Whistler gave Blade hope of life.

always like this.

Even at the last moment of his life, Whistler chose to give the hope of life to Blade, and stayed where he was to contain the vampires who were about to attack.

The thought of this.

Blade felt his heart aching.

Very strange.

His heart was obviously not beating at all, just like a vampire, but when he thought of this, his heart ached.

Blade's eyes became redder and redder.

Natasha frowned when she saw this, and was about to speak when she heard Locke's voice.

"That's it."

Locke said so.

Blade's speculation is not without reason.

After learning that Blade's lair was visited by vampires, he wondered if he had leaked the information, and then he caught the female agent who had tattooed the private seal on her lips.

Blade's eyes narrowed as he listened to Locke's answer.

He thought of what Whistler had warned him about.

at this time.

Natasha came out and said, "It was a blood servant. A well-hidden blood servant was exposed. After Locke knew you were exposed, he immediately ordered an investigation and found the blood servant."

Locke?

So intimate.

Hawkeye, who was standing aside, listened to the tone in which Natasha spoke about Locke, and looked calmly at Locke, who was standing there, straight in a suit and tie, with his hands in his pockets.

"Blood servant?"

"Yes."

Blade clenched his fists and looked at Locke: "Where is that blood servant now?"

Locke smiled and said, "You want her?"

Blade said in a deep voice: "You want to protect her?"

Locke smiled and shook his head.

"Protect? No, I don't have that idea."

"Then leave her to me."

“That might be a little difficult.”

Locke looked like he wanted to laugh. He checked the time on his watch and said to Blade, "She has been sent to the laboratory for research along with the other dozen or so blood servants that were found."

"What research?"

“Being studied.”

"..."

Blade clenched his fist several times, then unclenched it several times.

after awhile.

He looked at Locke and said in a deep voice: "Locke Underwood, we are no longer friends."

"it is good."

Hearing this, Locke responded with a smile. Just as he was about to say something, the phone rang.

He took out his cell phone from his pocket and took a look.

next second.

"Goodbye."

Locke put away his phone, said something to Hawkeye, then turned and left without any hesitation.

Seeing this, Natasha on the side also prepared to follow Locke.

But he was stopped by Hawkeye.

"Natasha, there is a mission."

"…It's time to get off work now, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Natasha frowned, turned around and said something to Hawkeye who was trying to call him, then caught up with Locke.

After a while.

The Audi A8 restarted, and then, under the watchful eyes of Hawkeye and Blade, drove away from the scene with the roar of the engine.

In the car.

Locke contacted Debbie.

"Debbie, notify Paul's SWAT team. Go back to the station first and don't move for now. Wait for my notification."

"……it is good."

Locke then pulled off his headset.

He originally wanted to help Quinn catch up while he was catching up, and end the game right away.

Once he finds Blade, he will drag Blade to Quinn's lair. It will be dawn soon anyway, and I will have the advantage by then.

But I guess it doesn’t work now.

SHIELD, no, to be precise, it was Nick Fury who reacted.

but……

Locke looked at Natasha with some curiosity: "Didn't they say Hawkeye left New York City with Phil Coulson?"

Natasha shrugged and said, "Isn't it obvious? I'm on Hill's side. He has to bring someone of his own to New York City."

Locke nodded.

"Too."

"It seems that this is not what you imagined."

"how?"

"It seems that Nick Fury has no intention of abandoning Blade."

"Ah."

Locke showed a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth: "Do you really think so?"

Natasha frowned.

"if not?"

"It's just a last-ditch effort."

Locke said so, then looked at Natasha: "There is news from Washington just now."

Natasha's eyes widened.

"How to say?"

"Give Nick Fury one more chance."

"Opportunity? What opportunity?"

"Let's see if he can handle it."

As Locke spoke, he took out his cell phone and handed it to Natasha.

Natasha took the phone and looked at the latest text message.

It was the text message that Locke just received.

The text message was from the supervisor, Walter Hermann.

When the vampires became restless this morning, he immediately flew to Washington, D.C., to ensure that he could receive first-hand information.

In a text message, Walter Herman told Locke the outcome of the confrontation.

The result is simply to give Nick Fury another chance.

The vampires in New York City can no longer stay.

Because if a vampire dares to run into a hospital and kill people today, he will dare to run into the White House and kill people tomorrow.

This is no longer an ordinary role, and a heavy punch must be delivered.

What's more, the vampires in New York City have already violated the "Supernatural Protocol" by exposing themselves to the sight of ordinary people.

and so……

Nick Fury must either wipe out all the vampires or hand over the jurisdiction of the supernatural beings that originally belonged to S.H.I.E.L.D.

Natasha read the text message carefully, then handed the phone to Locke and looked at the expression on Locke's face.

"You don't seem worried at all."

"What do I need to worry about."

"Aren't you afraid that your plan will fail?"

Natasha frowned and said, "This time it was possible to go so smoothly because Nick Fury ran away. If all the vampires were really wiped out by Nick Fury, your plan would have completely failed."

Locke smiled and said, "Don't worry, he can't do it. I'll tell you one thing and you'll know."

"what?"

"UV bullet!"

"..."

Locke looked at Natasha who was stunned for a moment and asked: "Have you, SHIELD, made ultraviolet bullets now?"

Natasha shook her head.

"not yet."

"So you understand."

Are UV bullets technologically advanced?

No.

Because the Sentinel Secret Service's technology department figured it out in just one night.

But are UV bullets really technologically innocuous?

Have.

Because SHIELD has not yet developed a UV bullet.

As for the reason?

Locke said darkly: "It seems that your SHIELD's research and development funds have been eaten by dogs over the years."

Natasha: "..."

(End of this chapter)