The Extraordinary Life of a Certain American Comic...

The United States has its own unique national circumstances.

It's not uncommon for law enforcement agencies to make deals with criminal suspects.

Locke wasn't too surprised when Debbie told him that the informant was trying to gain cooperation with the District Attorney's office by reporting on mutants.

He was just verifying whether the mutant was real or not.

Locke nodded, then turned his gaze back to the apartment building in front of him, whose walls were peeling off.

look……

Looking at his now empty Extraordinary Card slot.

It seems unlikely that replicating Colossus's steel body will be possible in the short term.

But this ability to either achieve immortality or rapid healing seems pretty good.

Locke seemed to be deep in thought.

Just then.

Following the sound of a door being broken down from the tenth floor of the apartment building, a powerful roar echoed from the same floor.

"Open the door!"

"SSS!"

Like a tiger descending a mountain, Brown, standing at 1.95 meters tall and even more robust than Jack, resembling a black bear, broke through the door and rushed into the apartment where the mutant suspect was located. His scarlet eyes, flashing with hatred and the flames of revenge, quickly scanned the pitch-black apartment before him.

It's daytime now, but for some reason, all the windows in this one-bedroom apartment are completely covered up.

Most importantly, there is a coffin in the very center of the living room.

and many more?

coffin.

Brown had just reacted when, with a loud bang, the coffin lid in the center of the living room suddenly exploded open. Immediately afterward, he saw a dark figure dart out of the coffin and run rapidly towards the bedroom.

Without any hesitation.

Brown drew his gun and fired.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Pfft pfft pfft!"

Bullets ricocheted from the barrel, striking the wooden door of the bedroom in a dense barrage, instantly turning it into a honeycomb.

During Sentinel Special Service training, Brown, as the special service leader, has an incredible record of emptying a magazine in one second.

Brown's record is even more impressive, especially when capturing mutants in actual combat.

But the shadowy figure had already darted into the pitch-black bedroom.

The smoke of battle has cleared.

"Fuck!"

Brown didn't see the damn mutant fall to the ground, muttered a curse under his breath, and then nodded to the two special agents to his left and right.

The two special agents understood each other and, in tactical formation, quickly moved towards the bedroom with the hole in it, weapons in hand that could counter mutant abilities.

suddenly!

Just as the two special agents were about to break down the bedroom door, a pair of arms with nails that gleamed coldly in the darkness reached out from the bedroom and grabbed at them.

The two special operations team members' eyes widened in shock, but before they could react, they felt a tremendous force suddenly strike them, and with a whoosh, they were pulled into the bedroom by those sharp hands.

In less than a second, two sudden screams, accompanied by a sound like something being torn apart, came from the equally dark bedroom and then disappeared abruptly.

next second.

Boom!

Two dark figures ran out of the bedroom.

Brown quickly retreated.

"retreat!"

"Thump!"

The shadowy figure landed, and Brown's anger intensified as he noticed what it was.

The two dark figures that landed were the team members who had just been dragged inside.

At this moment, the two team members were no longer recognizable as human, as if they had been disemboweled by some wild beast.

The manner of their deaths was gruesome and unbearable to look at.

"SSS?"

"Sentinel Special Operations Bureau?"

"I'm not a mutant, get out of here, or I won't kill you."

A deep sound came from the dark bedroom, followed by an object stained with blood being thrown out of the room.

The object fell to the floor with a crisp sound.

It is the metal badge that symbolizes the Sentinel Special Service.

Brown's gaze fell on the blood-stained badge, then with a whoosh, he roared and pointed the gun at the dark bedroom.

"Fire!"

"Rat-a-tat-tat!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Thump, thump, thump!"

With Brown's furious roar, the remaining special agents also pulled their triggers in unison, aiming at the bedroom in front of them and unleashing a torrent of bullets.

In an instant.

Countless flickering flames burst forth in the pitch-black room, and the smell of gunpowder instantly enveloped the entire space.

Locke, standing at the foot of the apartment building, looked up, his mouth agape, at the windows on the tenth floor that were flashing like crazy strobe lights.

Debbie, who was standing nearby, directed the people who had run out of the apartment after hearing the gunshots to evacuate, while also staring wide-eyed at the scene.

"Boss?"

"Um."

"Is Brown's condition getting worse again?"

"Who knows?"

Locke shrugged and declined to comment.

Because Brown is ruthless towards mutants, it does him no harm.

He would love for no mutant to survive under Brown's command.

and so……

Locke wasn't afraid of Brown's madness, but he was afraid of Brown's soft heart.

Again.

Even if he is successfully captured, he will not be able to obtain any extraordinary points.

but……

With so much firepower covering them, that mutant suspect should be reduced to ashes by now. Why haven't the Extraordinary Points arrived yet?

Locke thought to himself.

Just then.

Bang!

The window of the tenth-floor apartment suddenly cracked, followed by a scream, and a figure fell from the sky like a sandbag.

boom!

The figure landed heavily on the concrete ground at the apartment entrance, and under the force of gravity, it split open instantly like a watermelon.

Locke raised an eyebrow as he looked at the corpse that had been knocked to the ground and was now in a box.

Debbie exclaimed in surprise.

"Boss, it's Special..."

"boom!"

Before the words were finished, accompanied by an explosion, the outer wall of the tenth-floor apartment was suddenly blown open, and as the blast wave rolled out, another dark figure was also blasted out by the blast wave.

The dark figure also landed heavily.

But he didn't die.

But just as the shadowy figure was struggling to get up from the ground, it suddenly let out a terrible scream, and wisps of white smoke appeared from its body.

In the blink of an eye, the shadowy figure seemed to be coated with white phosphorus and quickly burst into flames.

Without any hesitation, Locke grabbed Debbie and quickly distanced himself from the dark figure that was standing still as if having a seizure.

The gentleman does not stand under the wall.

He cherishes his life very much.

Locke, having distanced himself from the shadowy figure, quickly looked up at the apartment building.

into the eye.

Brown, his combat suit torn open and his body covered in blood, stood at the breach, leaning against the shattered wall, staring angrily at the fallen unidentified creature.

Of the twelve team members, five were killed by this damned mutant bastard. If one of the team members hadn't grabbed the mutant bastard and pulled the pin on a grenade, they probably would have been wiped out here.

This is also why Locke never goes to the front lines.

As long as he's alive, he's invincible. At least until he acquires a survival skill, there's no need to take any risks.

Locke looked at the injured Brown upstairs, silently repeating his principle of valuing his life once again, then looked at the dark figure that was slowly collapsing and struggling helplessly from the spontaneous combustion with some confusion.

Is the X-ability suppression rod malfunctioning?

Or is this guy a mutant with a gamma rank or higher?

That's unlikely.

Even if this guy is a mutant above the gamma level, the weapons Brown and his team have, which are specifically designed for mutants, are enough to make him turn back into a normal person.

And isn't it said that this thing's mutant abilities include immortality and rapid healing?

What the heck is this spontaneous combustion right now?

Is this guy not a mutant?

Locke's heart skipped a beat.

Just then.

After a feeble struggle, the shadowy figure lying on the ground seemed to be finished. With a puff of black smoke exhaled from its mouth, it lay completely still.

at the same time.

The notification sound of settlement also rang in Locke's mind.

"Ding! 』