A Certain Marvel Super Player

On one side is a beautiful woman like a flower.

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

It’s late at night, who should I accompany? This is not a multiple-choice question at all, but a divided question.

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

Nan sat across from Gwen.

Her baby-fat face was filled with innocent eyes, really looking at Gwen.

Because he has an innocent soul, he has this telepathic talent and looks at Gwen with a somewhat magical expression.

after awhile.

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

Gwen blinked.

"Huh?"

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

"..."

After listening to these words, Zoe looked at Gwen: "Are you not an ordinary person?"

Madison glanced at Locke who was coming, and after listening to Zoe's words, he also looked at Gwen curiously.

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

"Then how could this happen?"

"magic."

Zoe and Nan looked at each other.

Gwen was stunned for a moment, then thought of something and looked at Nan: "Is it because I have learned psychological defense?"

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

Nan thought for a while: "It's possible."

After all, their power comes from the Salem dimension. Now that the Salem dimension has fallen asleep, naturally, the power of many witches' skills has been greatly reduced.

Just like this spiritual perception, Nan can sense the thoughts of passers-by one after another on the roadside, because those passers-by have no defense, but it is naturally very difficult to sense a person who is prepared.

"Psychological defense?"

After returning to the hotel, Locke and Gwen returned to the room and looked at Gwen curiously: "Is there such a branch of psychology?"

Gwen took off her scarf and smiled: "Do you remember Ms. Cahill?"

"The police department's medical experts also have negotiation experts and psychology experts?" Morron Cahill is another person who is used as three people by one person in the New York Police Department, but only pays one cent.

so……

Moren Cahill chose to resign directly, and then switched jobs to the Los Angeles Police Department.

Gwen hummed: "This is what Ms. Cahill taught me the week she resigned. If I learn this, no one can steal anything from my thoughts or dreams."

"... Dream Stealing?"

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

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

Locke laughed.

All right.

I didn't realize it, but that Moron Cahill is also a dream stealer...

wrong.

Those who sneak into other people's dreams are called dream stealers, and those who protect other people's dreams are called dream stealers.

Locke thought in his mind, there was nothing he could do, that movie was too brain-burning and not suitable for Locke, who always liked simplicity and roughness, so Locke didn't watch it carefully.

But this is a good thing.

Moron Cahill did not let Gwen become a dream thief, but let Gwen develop the skills to resist the dream thief. No matter from which point of view, it is completely beneficial and harmless.

so……

Locke stepped forward and hugged Gwen, who took off her down jacket and wore a close-fitting sweater to show off her figure. He smiled and said, "My dear, go to bed."

He was very curious, how long did Gwen's durability increase?

the next day.

Breakfast buffet restaurant at Hilton Hotel.

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

Sitting opposite, Locke rubbed his lower waist. He felt that he might have used too much force last night, or that his waist was a little sore due to long-term mechanical movements. Locke raised his head and glanced at Anonymous: "What do you want to say?"

Mr. Anonymous smiled and said: "Let me remind you, you are very young now."

Locke glanced at Anonymous with some suspicion, then thought of something, couldn't help but shook his head, and drank the coffee in his hand: "Don't you have anything to do today? For example, interrogate the Dolan Church to see if they have any Some secret base where witches are imprisoned or something?"

"They ran away."

"……ha?"

Locke looked up at Nameless Doe: "Are you kidding me?"

Ran?

Anonymous shook his head: "No, SHIELD leaked the news. When Nash and Yegorova led the team to arrest the person, he was no longer in the hotel."

Locke couldn't help but laugh.

However, this reason seems to be reasonable. After all, SHIELD has a mole per person. No, it should be that SHIELD agents are mixed in with SHIELD.

Anonymous said: "When Hill came over, he said that the 36th generation Pastor Dolan had called, and Hill directly told him to get lost. Maybe he was alerted by the old guy."

how to say?

Anonymous felt that Hill did this on purpose.

First give him the addresses of these people as a favor to him, and then allow Hill to come to him and meet the witches together.

Then……

He quietly tipped off the information behind his back, causing the Anonymous people to miss him. After that, he secretly infiltrated Chencang and secretly killed all the Dolan believers and sent them to the witch group himself.

Agents have dirty hearts.

Especially those from S.H.I.E.L.D., even those who are dirty can open a dyeing workshop.

but……

He has no evidence

Locke nodded and looked at Nameless Doe with some curiosity: "Then if 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 connections. At this moment, the FBI has launched an investigation into Dolan churches in various places. If anything illegal is found, they will arrest people directly."

As for the dozen people who ran away?

Ah.

You can run wherever you want. Besides, if you run away, I'll take over your house, and it's the same thing.

Locke sipped his coffee and gave Nameless a thumbs up.

"overbearing."

"If you are not overbearing, why should we call you CIA?"

"……Right."

Locke looked at the unabashed Anonymous and smiled speechlessly.

at this time.

The restaurant's elevator opens.

After less than an hour, I felt that Gwen was in high spirits and walked out of the elevator with Carrie. Then, Gwen, who originally wanted to walk towards Locke, saw Anonymous sitting opposite Locke and pulled Carrie directly. Let’s choose breakfast first.

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

Locke sipped his coffee: "Mr. Anonymous, who said that I hid this from her?"

Anonymous was slightly startled and looked at Locke.

Locke's expression was very calm.

The next second.

Anonymous took out his sunglasses from his arms and put them on: "Okay, I'm leaving. Everyone else is the boss, and the younger brother has his legs broken. When it comes to me, it's the other way around. Could it be that you are the boss and I am?" Little brother."

Locke looked at the nameless person who stood up and teased him, and the corners of his mouth raised: "You can call me, old nameless person, I don't mind!"

By the way...

It seems that there will be a little Jane Doe in the future.

Then there's another old anonymous person, why not?

but.

"I mind!"

Anonymous said a little speechlessly, he just teased him a little, and as a result, Locke immediately climbed up and became his boss.

"gone."

"Walk slowly."

"..."

Port of New Orleans!

"Kacha!"

"do not move!"

"DHS!"

"lay down your weapon!"

A thud.

A warehouse at the port was opened directly from the outside. Then, before the descendants of the Crusaders, who had just moved here less than five hours ago, could react, they just grabbed their demon-killing weapons and saw the aiming weapon. There were dense red dots on my body.

The descendants of the Crusaders looked up.

Enter the eyes.

They have been surrounded.

"who are you."

This time when he led the team over, the captain, who was a descendant of the Crusaders and felt that his life was not going well, raised his hands in the air 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."

"..."

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

Finished.

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

The descendants of the Crusaders were a little commotion, but no matter how commotion they were, they couldn't be suppressed by real weapons. Soon, SHIELD agents disguised as Homeland Security agents easily killed the twelve descendants of the Crusaders. Subdued.

"twelve?"

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

By the way, Hawkeye Barton also always thought that the Dolan Church was dealing with dark witches.

but……

Good guy.

The captain of the Descendants of the Crusaders glanced at Hawkeye Barton expressionlessly and said nothing.

When Barton saw this, he didn't say anything. He waved his hand and called Maria Hill directly.

"I'm Hill."

"Director, all twelve people from New York have been captured."

“Where are the two guys in Portland?”

"disappeared."

"...They went back."

"ah?"

Hill looked at the facial recognition program that his men had just taken out, as well as the passenger information on the last flight to Portland at twelve o'clock in 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 were raised slightly.

Yes.

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

She was just more prepared.

After she told that Dolan sixty-third generation priest to get lost.

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