The extraordinary life of a certain American comic

The abandoned hangar Dickon Frost was talking about on the phone is right next to the old terminal at JFK.

Later, after the expansion of JFK International Airport, this hangar was abandoned.

There is nothing inside.

Even the exposed steel bars in the hangar have been almost demolished.

Locke, who stopped the vehicle and got out of the vehicle, looked around.

The hangar was empty, the ground was dusty, and there was even some garbage scattered around.

Standing outside the hangar, you can just see the planes taking off and landing on the runway not far away.

Locke looked up at the sky.

The sun sets.

He looked at the time on his watch.

It's still half an hour before the appointed time.

Locke took a cigarette from his pocket.

ignite.

He took a puff of the cigarette, and then thought curiously about the fact that the Blade Warrior had just killed the Blood Servant and also provided him with extraordinary points.

You can't say that ordinary people who work as slaves for vampires can be considered extraordinary creatures.

This is unreasonable.

Then there is only one possibility left.

In the system's judgment, the kills of ordinary people who are vassals of extraordinary creatures are also counted as extraordinary points.

If that's the case.

That……

This is great.

Locke couldn't help but secretly said.

Just then.

"Zizzi..."

Debbie's voice came through the headset.

Debbie, who was commanding the operations center, looked at the vehicles appearing on the satellite screen and was shocked: "Boss, the target has been found."

Locke raised an eyebrow.

"Are you sure?"

"Not sure. The satellite cannot capture the inside of the car. Special paint is used and the picture is distorted."

"That should be it."

Locke said this, then looked up at the ceiling of the warehouse, smiled, and threw the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground.

Destroy.

soon.

Ten minutes later, the unique sound of the Mercedes-Benz engine roaring appeared outside the abandoned warehouse.

Immediately afterwards, a black Mercedes-Benz sedan appeared in Locke's sight.

Just when Locke thought the car would drive into the warehouse.

Sudden.

The Mercedes-Benz sedan, which looked completely pitch-black from the windshield, was parked at the entrance of the abandoned warehouse.

The next second.

The rear seat door of the Mercedes-Benz sedan opens.

Wearing a black suit, a cold-looking man with a pair of white underwear, a young man who looked about the same age as Locke walked out of the car and stood under the sunset.

It is none other than Dickon Frost, the vampire leader of New York City.

Seeing this, Locke narrowed his eyes.

He knew that even pure-blood vampires had no way to relieve the fatal damage caused by ultraviolet rays.

But the current scene was a little different from what he knew.

Own reasons?

Or is it because of foreign objects?

Locke felt the breath coming from Dickon Frost.

Own reasons? Not likely.

He could feel the power of Dickon Frost.

But that's all. Logically speaking, this strength should not be enough to allow Dickon Frost to ignore the rules of vampire destiny.

unless……

Locke's eyes followed Dicken Frost's face, and then quietly fell on the ring on Dicken Frost's buttoned right finger.

There was a wave that he didn't understand, coming from the ring, and then it seemed to form a shielding circle that enveloped Dickon Frost.

interesting.

Locke thought this and turned his gaze back to Dickon Frost.

With an indifferent and cold face, Dickon Frost slowly buttoned his buttons under the sunlight.

He seemed to enjoy buttoning up under the sunset.

After a while.

After Dickon Frost fastened his buttons, he looked inside the warehouse. Then after seeing Locke, as if his face changed, a formulaic smile appeared on his cold and cold face.

Locke also showed a formulaic smile.

Dickon Frost quickly walked into the warehouse, and when he was about ten steps away from Locke, he stretched out his right hand.

"Mr. Underwood, I finally meet you. Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Frost."

Locke smiled and reached out to shake Dickon Frost's hand.

The moment of handshake.

A trace of surprise appeared on Dicken Frost's formulaic smiling face, which immediately turned into confusion, and then quickly hid it.

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But Locke still noticed it.

hiss.

I was able to urgently upgrade it just now, remove the night crawler function, and restore the heartbeat and body temperature.

Can you detect this?

Locke calmly retracted his right hand.

Dickon Frost's expression also returned to the formulaic smile just now. When Locke retracted his right hand, he noticed a ring on the ring finger of Locke's left hand.

To be precise, it's a diamond ring.

The diamond ring is completely black except for a diamond dotted in the middle.

Locke is a married person, and it is normal for him to wear a wedding ring on his left ring finger.

but……

This ring?

Dickon Frost withdrew his gaze and said with a smile: "Mr. Underwood's wedding ring is quite special."

Locke glanced at Deacon Frost, then raised his left hand and looked at his wedding ring.

This wedding ring was put on him by his wife Esme when he took the oath.

It is said to be a family heirloom.

However, why did this vampire pay attention to his wedding ring.

Hmm?

Is this threatening me?

Locke's eyes shrank, and then his eyes fell on the ring on Deacon Frost's finger, and he smiled and said: "Mr. Frost's ring is more special. I wonder what will happen if I take it off."

Deacon Frost also raised his eyebrows and looked at Locke.

The next second.

Deacon smiled and said: "This ring has a special meaning to me. I will not take it off. Of course, no one can make me take it off."

Locke said.

"Really?"

"Of course."

"I don't believe it."

"..."

Locke and Deacon both looked at each other with a formal smile on their faces.

He was sure that the courage that allowed Deacon to stand in the sun was given by the ring on his hand.

Same.

He was even more certain that when Deacon looked at his ring just now, he was probably threatening him secretly.

He has a wife!

Very good.

You have already found a way to die.

In this case, it is even more impossible to keep you.

Locke's thoughts turned, and the smile on his face deepened a little.

The smile on Deacon Frost's face was also unusually bright.

Because he just confirmed one thing.

The Locke Underwood in front of him was suspected to be his kind.

Although the smell was not so obvious.

But...

He was transformed by a pure-blood vampire, and he was below the pure-blood vampire and above the mixed-blood vampire.

Although he didn't understand why the smell on Locke was so light.

But I think it should be the effect of that strange ring.

...