The Extraordinary Life of a Certain American Comic...

Chapter 186 Mutant Abilities from Across the Ocean

Don't be fooled by Stephanie's enthusiasm and exuberance towards Locke.

That's because it's Locke.

To outsiders, Stephanie is always Stephanie Malik.

Gideon Malik's only daughter from Washington, D.C.

The flight attendant lowered his head and respectfully turned to leave.

Locke's gaze fell on the safe that Stephanie had taken.

"What is this?"

"Guess what it is? Here's a hint, it's what you want."

"hehe."

Locke's heart skipped a beat, and then his gaze moved upwards, landing on Stephanie's exquisite face. He said gently, "What I wanted, I have already obtained."

That's all.

He then took the safe from Stephanie's hand and walked hand in hand with her toward the Audi A8 parked nearby.

soon.

The engine roared.

After getting into the car, Locke didn't even look at the safe, tossed it into the back seat, and drove straight away from the airport, speeding towards Manhattan.

What kind of safe?

What I want most.

nonexistent.

Stephanie, whom he desired most, had returned to his arms.

This!

enough.

On the way to Manhattan, Locke looked at Stephanie sitting in the passenger seat: "Where to?"

Unlike poor people like him, Stephanie owned her own house in New York City.

And there's more than one set.

The answer is that Gideon Malik gave it to Stephanie every year on her birthday.

Stephanie thought for a moment.

"The Star Tower on Fifth Avenue."

"Um?"

Locke asked curiously, "Gideon also bought you an apartment in the Star Tower?"

Stephanie shook her head.

"No, I bought it. I bought it almost four years ago."

"..."

Locke's heart skipped a beat.

He suddenly remembered something that happened four years ago, not long after he and Stephanie had officially announced their relationship.

Locke remembered that when he and Stephanie officially announced their relationship, back when Stephanie hadn't yet become a cuckold, and the two were dreaming about the future together, Locke seemed to have mentioned wanting to be in New York City.

Four years ago, Xingchen Building was sued in court for its anti-gangster campaign.

This made him notice the Starry Sky Building, and he jokingly said that after graduation, he would try his best to buy a house there and use it as their wedding home.

and so……

He was just joking, but Stephanie really did buy it?

After recalling the incident, Locke couldn't help but glance at Stephanie in the passenger seat a few more times, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

Stephanie smiled at Locke and said, "I don't blame you, Locke, because I later realized that I was indeed too hasty."

Locke agreed with this statement.

After all, who is the good guy? Sykes did half the job, and then invited her beloved to join the world's most terrifying terrorist organization, one that could kill anyone who shows their face.

After half an hour.

Fifth Avenue, we've arrived at the Star Tower.

Locke and Stephanie got out of the car.

Stephanie carried her small safe as she walked into the building with Locke, who was carrying his own luggage.

"I only came to this place once, when I bought it."

"Hasn't he been here all these years?"

"No, the reason I bought this place is because you were there back then."

"……All right."

Locke shook his head, didn't reply, and followed Stephanie into the elevator.

soon.

We've reached the eighteenth floor.

The Star Tower, a renowned building on Fifth Avenue, is the most luxurious of all luxury apartments.

The building has 52 floors in total, with one building per floor, ensuring maximum privacy while providing you with the best space.

Stepping out of the elevator, there is a separate entryway. After passing through the entryway and undergoing iris verification by Stephanie, an extremely spacious living room with a direct view of the beautiful Central Park comes into view.

There is a fireplace on the far left of the living room.

The campfire in the fireplace was burning slowly.

"Give."

Stephanie turned around in the living room and handed the small safe to Locke with a smile: "Daddy said this is what you want now."

Locke casually took the small safe from Stephanie's hand, then tossed it onto the sofa without a second thought, smiling at Stephanie: "No, you're the one I want most right now."

Even though he had been exploited by Catherine for more than twenty days in a row ten days ago.

Even though his back and kidneys are still protesting.

but……

No problem, let's go.

Even if there are problems, we must overcome them.

When to say what, and when to answer how.

This is the self-cultivation of a qualified sea king.

waist.

kidney.

Hold on, and if necessary, let adrenaline take over.

As soon as Locke finished speaking, he took the initiative and grabbed Stephanie.

Stephanie responded instantly with the most enthusiastic response.

The two then became almost entangled as they walked towards their room on the second floor of the apartment.

As someone who is never short of money, Stephanie bought this apartment four years ago and has never lived in it, yet it has all the necessary furniture and even has a professional cleaner who comes to clean it every week.

The spacious room features a large three-meter-wide bed and floor-to-ceiling windows that also overlook Central Park.

The temperature rose at that moment.

Even their breathing gradually turned into the roars of wild beasts.

The howling sound, like that of a wild beast, gradually subsided as the sun outside the French windows sank from the center to the west.

Locke felt his back hurting again.

but……

I doubt it will work.

Should we go to the pharmacy and buy a bottle of blue pills to swallow before Esme comes back?

Locke lay on the sofa in the living room, holding Stephanie, who was breathing slightly, in his arms, and couldn't help but think to himself.

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"Locke".

"Um."

"Who is that Catherine?"

"..."

Locke looked down at Stephanie in his arms, then seemed to realize something and shook his head speechlessly: "There really are no secrets in Washington, D.C."

Although he never intended to hide it.

The speed at which the news spread still shocked Locke.

After all, in Washington, only two people knew about his affair with Catherine.

Stephanie, who was nestled against Locke's chest, glanced up at Locke's wry smile and said with a smile, "I heard she's pregnant too?"

Locke looked down at Stephanie, his expression serious: "This was an accident."

No matter what, he would never have imagined that his sperm had become so potent that it could impregnate a vampire who was otherwise infertile.

Locke was even a little curious: what if a female demon who was even less likely to get pregnant appeared in the future? Would he make an exception for her?

"But that's true, isn't it?"

"……Um?"

"I want one too."

Stephanie stood up, looked at Locke, and said with a similarly serious expression, "I was here first. I've already missed it once, and I don't want to miss it a second time."

Locke opened his mouth.

He wanted to say something, but the words caught in his throat. Looking at Stephanie's expression, he took a deep breath: "That's up to you. I'll be completely open with you. You know what I'm capable of."

Forget it.

Let's make the kidneys suffer a little longer.

If all else fails, we can find a mutant who specializes in enhancing kidneys and make room for it in a special superhuman position.

correct.

Are there any mutants whose abilities are specifically designed to enhance this aspect?

As Locke thought this through, he completely ignored the protests from the kidneys and scrotum.

moment.

Passion reignites.

Locke could tell that Stephanie wasn't joking.

Her attitude towards pregnancy is perfectly normal.

Stephanie was the first, and she was Locke's childhood sweetheart. In the end, not only did his childhood sweetheart lose to Esme, who came along out of nowhere, but even his lover Catherine got pregnant.

How could she possibly accept this?

In other words, she didn't know that Natasha was theoretically not allowed to get pregnant.

If Natasha gets pregnant, Stephanie will probably go crazy.

This is not.

Locke walked over to the bar, filled a large glass with ice water, and gulped it down to quickly replenish the water he had lost.

After drinking three cups of water, he finally felt his thirst was slightly relieved.

Would you like some water?

"You feed me."

While ensuring a high success rate for conception, Stephanie said something without turning her head, continuing to maintain her long legs propped up on the sofa.

Locke sighed, took a glass of water, and walked over to Stephanie's side.

Stephanie, seemingly upside down, sipped the water in her glass.

after awhile.

Wrapped in a towel, Locke sat down directly on the living room carpet and then turned his gaze to the small safe that was casually placed on the carpet not far away.

Locke hooked the small safe over with his foot, then looked at the combination lock on it. After resetting it to zero, he found that it wouldn't open. After thinking for a moment, he simply changed the combination to Stephanie's birthday.

Click.

The small safe opened instantly.

Stephanie, standing upside down behind him, glanced at this scene out of the corner of her eye, a slight smile playing on her lips.

Locke opened the safe, and his gaze was immediately drawn to the two vials of blood inserted inside.

However, these two vials of blood were not the usual bright red, nor were they dark red; instead, they were bright red with an eerie hint of green.

At first glance, it gives people a misleading impression.

It seems that these two vials of blood are not blood at all, but some kind of highly toxic substance.

This is true.

Even Wolverine, with his incredible regenerative abilities, would be knocked unconscious by those two vials of blood and left completely at the mercy of others.

This is neither a metaphor nor a description.

That's true.

Because Wolverine was indeed poisoned by the owner of those two vials of blood.

The owner of these two vials of blood is named—

Lady Viper!

……

(End of this chapter)