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Chapter 339 S.H.I.E.L.D. Director Hill
On one side is a beautiful woman like a flower and a jade.

On one side is an old witch who has lived for more than 200 years.

In the evening, who to accompany, this is not a multiple-choice question at all, but a sub-question.

Locke changed the subject, said something to Carrie, and then casually walked over to Gwen, who was sitting on a chair, looking at Nan, and listening carefully as if he was in class.

Nan sat across from Gwen.

The baby's fat face is full of innocent eyes, really looking at Gwen.

Because of his pure soul, he had this telepathic talent and stared at Gwen with a somewhat magical expression.

after awhile.

After trying several times, Nan finally shook his head: "I can't perceive your thoughts."

Gwen blinked.

"what?"

"There seems to be a barrier in your mind, preventing me from entering."

"..."

After hearing this, Zooey looked at Gwen: "Are you not an ordinary person?"

Madison glanced at Locke who was coming, and looked at Gwen curiously after hearing what Zoe said.

Gwen opened her mouth: "I'm sure, my grandparents are ordinary people, and there were no witches in my ancestors."

"Then how could this be?"

"magic."

Zooey and Nan looked at each other.

Gwen was taken aback for a moment, then thought of something, and looked at Nan: "Could it be the reason why I have learned psychological defense?"

This time it was Locke's turn to raise his eyebrows.

Nan thought for a while: "There is a possibility."

After all, their power comes from the Salem dimension, and now the Salem dimension has fallen asleep. Naturally, the power of many witches' skills has been greatly reduced.

Just like this spiritual perception, Nan can perceive the thoughts of one passerby after another on the side of the road, because those passers-by have no defenses, but it is naturally very difficult to perceive a person who is on guard.

"Psychological defense?"

After returning to the hotel, Locke and Gwen returned to the room and looked at Gwen curiously: "Does psychology have this branch?"

Gwen took off her scarf and said with a smile, "Do you remember Ms. Cahill?"

"The police department's medical experts, negotiators, and psychologists?" Maureen Cahill, another person who was used as three people by the New York Police Department, but only paid one cent.

and so……

Moron Cahill directly chose to resign, and then moved to the Los Angeles Police Department.

Gwen hummed: "This is what Ms. Cahill taught me the week she resigned, saying yes, if I learn this, no one will be able to steal anything from my thoughts or dreams."

"... Stealing Dreams?"

"Yes, that's what Ms. Cahill said."

Gwen shrugged and took off the pink down jacket: "Cahill asked me to train my own psychological and dream guards. I have to say, it feels pretty amazing."

Locke laughed.

Ok.

Didn't realize that that Moron Cahill was still a dream stealer...

wrong.

Those who sneak into other people's dreams are called dream stealers, and those who protect other people's dreams, what is it called?

Locke thought in his heart, there is no way, that movie is too brain-intensive, and it is not suitable for Locke, who always likes simple and rough, so Locke didn't watch it carefully.

But that's a good thing.

Moron Cahill didn't make Gwen a dream stealer, but let Gwen develop the skills to resist dream stealers. No matter from which point of view, it is beneficial and harmless.

and so……

Locke stepped forward, hugged Gwen, who had taken off his down jacket and wore a close-fitting sweater, showing his figure, and smiled, "Honey, it's time to sleep."

He is very curious, Gwen, how long has the durability been improved.

the next day.

Breakfast buffet at the Hilton Hotel.

Mr. Anonymous crossed his legs: "It's nice to be young."

Sitting across from him, he rubbed his waist, feeling that he might have used too much force last night, or because of a long-term mechanical action, Locke looked up at Anonymous, "What do you want to say?"

Mr. Anonymous smiled and said, "Just to remind you, you are very young now."

Locke glanced suspiciously at Anonymous, then thought of something, couldn't help but shook his head, and drank the coffee in his hand: "Do you have nothing to do today, for example, interrogate Dolan Church and see if they have What secret base where witches are held?"

"They ran away."

"……what?"

Locke looked up at the anonymous person: "Are you kidding me?"

Ran?

Anonymous shook his head: "No, there was a leak from S.H.I.E.L.D. When Nash and Yegorova led the team to arrest him, he was no longer in the hotel."

Locke couldn't help laughing.

However, this reason seems to be plausible. After all, SHIELD has an insider per capita. No, it should be Snake and Shield that has S.H.I.E.L.D. agents mixed in.

Anonymous said: "When Hill came over, he said that Pastor No.30 Sixth Generation Dolan had called, and Hill told him to go away. Maybe he was alerted by that old guy."

how to say?

Anonymous felt that Hill did this on purpose.

Give him the addresses of these people first, as a favor for him, and then let Hill come to him and meet the witches together.

then……

Secretly tipping off the news, the people of Anonymous were in vain. Afterwards, in the dark, behind the scenes, he wiped out the Dolan cultists and gave them to the witch group by himself.

Agents have dirty hearts.

Especially those from S.H.I.E.L.D., even the dirty ones can open dyeing workshops.

but……

he has no evidence

Locke nodded, looked at the nameless, a little curious: "Then you still have time, come to me."

Anonymous said: "You can run away from people, but you can't run away from the church. I looked for a relationship. The FBI has already launched an investigation into the Dolan churches in various places at this moment. If any illegal things are found, they will directly arrest people."

As for the dozen or so people who ran away?

Ah.

Where can you go? Besides, if people run away, I will take your home away, it's the same.

Locke sipped his coffee and gave Anonymous a thumbs up.

"overbearing."

"Not overbearing, why are we called CIA?"

"……Right."

Locke looked at the undisguised Anonymous, and smiled a little speechlessly.

at this time.

The restaurant elevator opens.

It took less than an hour to feel that Gwen walked out of the elevator with Carrie in good spirits. Then, Gwen, who was about to walk towards Locke, saw Anonymous sitting opposite Locke, and directly pulled Carrie. Go ahead and choose early.

Anonymous glanced at Gwen, then looked at Locke: "Your girlfriend knows that you joined the CIA, so she didn't accuse you of hiding her."

Locke sipped his coffee: "Mr. Anonymous, who said I kept it from her?"

Wuming was slightly taken aback, and looked at Locke.

Locke looked calm.

next second.

Anonymous took out his sunglasses from his pocket, and put them on: "Okay, I'm leaving, everyone else is talking about the boss, and the younger brother broke his leg, and it's here, and the other way around, maybe you are the boss, and I am the boss." Little brother."

Locke looked at Wuming who got up and teased him, and the corner of his mouth rose: "You can be called, old Wuming, I don't mind!"

Speaking of...

Anonymous seems to have a little Anonymous in the future.

Why not another old nameless person?
but.

"I mind!"

Anonymous said a little speechlessly, he just made fun of it a little bit, and as a result, Locke just climbed up to be his boss.

"gone."

"Walk slowly."

"..."

Port of New Orleans!

"Crack!"

"do not move!"

"DHS!"

"lay down your weapon!"

A thud.

A warehouse in the port was opened directly from the outside. Then, before the descendants of the Crusaders who had just moved here for no more than five hours could react, they just grabbed their demon-killing weapons and saw it. On his body, there were dense red dots.

The descendants of the crusaders looked up.

into the eye.

They have been surrounded.

"who are you."

This time when he led the team, the captain of the descendant of the Crusaders, who felt that the years were not going well, raised his hands and looked at the law enforcement officers in front of him who were armed to the teeth: "We didn't do anything illegal."

"I know."

"..."

Hawkeye Patton, holding his compound bow, walked over from behind and looked at the captain of the descendants of the Crusaders: "We don't need evidence either."

Done.

Hawkeye Button waved his hand: "Take it away!"

The descendants of the Crusaders were a little commotion, but no matter how commotion they were, it could not be suppressed by genuine weapons. Soon, the SHIELD agents disguised as the Department of Homeland Security easily handed over the twelve descendants of the Crusaders. subdued.

"twelve?"

Hawkeye Button walked to the back of the armored vehicle, looked at the captain who was handcuffed and was a descendant of the Crusaders: "I remember that when you came here, there were fourteen people, and there were two more people, so they came from Portland The two of you are also members of your Dolan church."

In other words, Hawkeye Barton had always thought that the Dolan Church was dealing with the Dark Witch.

but……

Good guy.

The captain of the descendants of the Crusaders glanced at Hawkeye Barton expressionlessly, but did not speak.

Seeing this, Barton didn't speak, waved his hand, and called Maria Hill directly.

"I'm Hill."

"Boss, the twelve men from New York have been arrested."

"Where are the two in Portland?"

"disappeared."

"...they went back."

"what?"

Hill looked at the face recognition program that his subordinates just took out, as well as the passenger information of the last flight to Portland at [-]:[-] in the middle of the night, and said directly: "Let the Portland branch take over this matter, Barton, will Someone take it there."

Hawkeye Barton nodded.

Hill hung up the phone.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Yes.

In fact, as Anonymous guessed, she was the one who told Anonymous about the hotel, but Hill did not admit to tipping off the information.

She just prepared more.

After she told that Dolan's 63rd generation pastor to go away.

……

(End of this chapter)