The extraordinary life of a certain American comic

This time is a week.

No.

To be precise, seven days have passed, and Nick Fury's special operations team still has no movement.

In recent days, the number of missing homeless people in New York City has increased proportionally.

The original five homeless settlements in Manhattan were completely deserted within this week.

No one knows where these homeless people have gone.

Of course.

No one will care about them, after all, this year is not an election year.

Except Locke.

Early in the morning.

Locke came to the combat command center as usual.

"Debbie, there is still no movement in the Vampire Building?"

"No."

Debbie, who has been sleeping in the combat command center for almost a week, turned her head and looked at Locke who came in from outside: "Boss, is there no news from Natasha?"

Locke shook his head: "I can't get in touch with her by phone."

Three days ago, Natasha received an order from Commander Hill and went to Europe for a mission.

"How many homeless people were abducted yesterday?"

"About 30."

"Tsk."

Locke sat down facing the big screen and couldn't help laughing: "I want Nick Fury to act quickly, but I also want him to act slowly. It's better to wait until these vampires catch all the homeless people in New York."

From a certain perspective, vampires are doing good things.

Debbie didn't respond, but just smiled.

Locke looked at the satellite image of the Vampire Building on the big screen and sighed speechlessly: "An African American, instead of growing bananas, he plays military tactics."

Debbie listened to this and looked around subconsciously.

Fortunately.

No one present had black skin.

Debbie breathed a sigh of relief and was about to remind her boss not to say anything that was not conducive to unity.

Locke, who was sitting in his seat, suddenly raised his eyebrows, stood up, walked to the big screen, and then looked at the picture above the Vampire Building thoughtfully.

"What is this?"

"Where."

Debbie came back to her senses, walked over, and looked in the direction of Locke's finger.

The sky above the Vampire Building was cloudless and calm.

Locke frowned and said, "Why do I feel that this picture is a little bit discordant? Look at this cloud, are the head and tail overlapping?"

Debbie blinked.

Just then.

Swish!

The Sentinel satellite screen shook for a while, and then began to flash.

The next second.

An alarm sounded in the Sentinel Combat Command Center.

"Shit, the satellite has been invaded."

"Checking the signal."

"Start the defense program."

"Get out of the way."

"..."

Locke looked at the crazy flashing satellite screen, squinting his eyes, and said nothing.

The satellite was attacked quickly, but it also disappeared quickly.

In less than a minute, the satellite screen returned to normal, and even the white cloud on the roof of the Vampire Building, which originally had its head and tail overlapped, had now returned to normal.

"Fuck, the attack signal has disappeared."

"The last confirmed location..."

"Montana?"

Debbie frowned as she looked at the source of the attack signal.

Locke had already retracted his gaze at this moment.

"Don't look for it anymore."

"Boss?"

"Nick Fury did it, they've already gone in."

"Ah?"

Locke looked at Debbie, who looked a little unbelievable, and laughed: "It's okay, just keep paying attention, it doesn't matter who enters the building, it's who runs out of the building that matters."

After saying that.

Locke turned around and sat back in his chair with a relaxed demeanor.

Since Nick Fury is already on the stage, just wait and see.

Locke, who sat back in his seat, took the phone out of his arms and made a call.

"They're in."

"Someone's coming in."

The dazzling and piercing alarms instantly rang in every corner of the Vampire Building.

The next second.

Boom!

Boom, boom, boom!

The bulges on the glass windows around the Vampire Building, which looked exactly the same color as the exterior wall, suddenly fell down.

One after another, the steel windows and doors fell instantly.

After a while.

All the windows of the entire Vampire Building were sealed tightly by the steel windows and doors.

Even the entrance of the building was sealed by a large airtight iron door that fell in response.

At this moment, looking at the Vampire Building from the outside, it was like seeing a huge tomb.

"Hiss!"

"Good guy."

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Locke stood up from his seat again, looking at the airtight building that was blocked in the satellite picture and exclaimed again and again.

Before, he always felt that the bulge of the window was a bit strange.

Emotions play a role here.

Now, even if it is daytime outside, it is still dark inside the building.

This is even more of a vampire's home court.

I hope Nick Fury's alien Skrull can be more powerful.

No!

Alien Skrulls vs. local vampires.

I should stand with the local vampires.

If I don't, I'm not an Earthling.

Yeah.

I hope Quinn's vampire army is more powerful, and it's best to keep all those Skrulls here.

Once it is exposed.

Tsk…

Nick Fury is trying to steal a chicken but ends up losing the rice.

Locke thought to himself.

"Shit."

"These damn vampires."

It only took a minute to descend from the roof of the Vampire Building and enter the building. The members of the SHIELD special operations team who were in the stairwell stopped involuntarily after the darkening in an instant.

When they realized what was happening, they couldn't help but curse.

As the captain of this special operations team, Hawkeye said calmly: "Check the communication."

"No."

"The communication is also interfered with."

It seems that when the entire building was artificially turned into a steel tomb, the signal was also cut off at this moment.

Whether it was a signal sent from outside or a signal sent from inside to outside.

All failed.

"What should I do?"

Hawkeye looked to the side. Even in such a dim situation, Blade, who was still wearing a pair of sunglasses, frowned and said: "Withdraw first?"

Blade drew his silver sword from behind.

"I'll go alone."

"No."

Hawkeye refused decisively.

At this moment.

The last combat team member said in a deep voice: "The gate leading to the rooftop has also fallen down."

Hawkeye took a deep breath and looked at Blade: "Are you really not afraid of death?"

Blade did not speak, but grinned at Hawkeye, revealing two rows of white teeth that gleamed in the dark.

Hawkeye nodded and checked the bullets in his weapon that were overflowing with purple light.

That's why they came so late.

The bullets that SHIELD can't make, their base can.

"Go!"

"Understood."

"Bang!"

Hawkeye and Blade took the lead, one by one, and directly shot the two surveillance cameras in the corridor.

In the monitoring room, the screen was instantly distorted.

"32nd floor, kill them."

Quinn, sitting upright in his boss chair, fumbled with his fingers for the ring on his hand, and gave orders with a cruel smile on his face.

At this moment.

The alien Skrulls fought against the local vampires.

It started!

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