Chapter 154 Black Witch Bennett! (35, please order the whole thing!)

Schenectady.

A small city located in western New York State, not very famous, with a population of less than 30,000.

The black Audi A8 sped along the highway, heading towards the small town of Schenectady.

Locke drove.

Natasha sat in the passenger seat and looked at the tablet in her hand.

"According to SHIELD information, this black witch named Bonley Oaks is in the small town of Schenectady ahead."

"Are you sure?"

Hearing this, Locke, who was driving, looked at Natasha with a hint of interest: "Last time we went to Cold Spring Town, and the last time we went to Hyde Park Town, and the last time we went to Rochester, you seemed to have said the same thing."

What happened?

The devilish black witch.

He had been wandering around outside for almost half a month with Natasha, but he hadn't even seen a black witch, let alone a black witch.

Locke was speechless.

"Don't you guys update the information of SHIELD?"

"Hey, can you blame me? I didn't expect this to happen."

Natasha was unhappy and said to Locke: "You don't understand these extraordinary creatures. They are just willing to abide by human laws, which doesn't mean they will definitely abide by them. In addition, Nick Fury harassed them after he came to power. Hill had to modify this covenant because he was afraid that it would arouse the rebellious psychology of extraordinary creatures."

Originally, SHIELD needed to update the settlement of extraordinary creatures willing to settle in human society every six months.

But because of Nick Fury's coming to power and Nick Fury's harassment, this rule had to be cancelled.

The question is that although Nick Fury came to power, he can't sit in this position until his death. The abolition of this rule is also for the future SHIELD director to rely on the remaining relationships to reconnect with the extraordinary world.

The result...

As time goes by, the black witches on the SHIELD list seem to have moved out again.

Locke and Natasha looked at each other.

The next second.

The two said in unison.

"Nick Fury deserves death."

"..."

However, the work still needs to be done.

Locke sighed as he drove into the small town in front of him.

"I hope the black witch here is a homebody."

"I hope so."

Although this matter was ultimately Nick Fury's fault, Natasha, who had been wandering around with Locke for almost half a month and had not found a black witch, sighed a little guilty.

Soon.

The black Audi A8 slowly stopped at the door of a store with a sign that read "Mysterious Herbs".

The two sat in the car and looked at the mysterious herb store.

The house number was simple and quaint.

But...

"It's not an empty house."

"There's someone inside."

Locke's eyes lit up, and he looked at Natasha, who also had a bright look in her eyes, and then got out of the car and walked towards the door of the mysterious herb store.

But the door of the store was locked.

Natasha raised her hand and knocked on the door.

After a while,

An old black woman with a dark complexion and who looked a little old appeared in the sight of the two.

The old black woman opened the door and looked at Locke and Natasha at the door, and finally locked her eyes on Locke.

Natasha didn't notice and said, "Bonley Oaks?"

The old black woman looked at Natasha.

Natasha took out her SHIELD ID.

The old black woman's eyes fell on the SHIELD ID, and then looked at Natasha.

"What's the matter?"

"Yes."

"You can come in."

"Thanks... um?"

Natasha was slightly stunned, and just when she was about to say something, she saw that the old black woman had turned around and left.

Locke and Natasha looked at each other, and Locke didn't care that the old black woman didn't invite him in her words, and he just raised his foot and followed Natasha in.

When Locke walked into the store, the old black woman paused, and then walked in front again, leading the two to the small garden behind the shop.

There are many plants whose names are unclear in the small garden.

Some plants even have a strange fragrance.

Natasha curiously approached a flower that looked like a trumpet after it bloomed but smelled of a deep fragrance.

At this time, the old black woman came out with a pot of tea.

"Be careful, if you inhale too much of Zijera's flowers, you will be addicted to it and unwilling to return to reality."

"... Sorry."

Natasha quickly withdrew her body, apologized, and then sat down on the wooden bench in the small garden with Locke.

The old black woman poured two cups of tea and handed them to the two.

Natasha thanked her.

After saying thank you, Locke looked at the tea containing "verbena" in his hand and was sure that he came to the right place.

Natasha took a sip of tea, then looked at the old black woman and told her the purpose of her visit.

"Ms. Oaks, I'm sorry to bother you, but we went to several other places and they have moved away."

"You mean Cavot and the others?"

"Yes."

"They didn't move, they died."

"Huh?"

Natasha was slightly stunned when she heard this answer and looked at the old black woman in front of her: "Dead?"

Ox said: "They are almost 500 years old, it's not normal for them to die. When they died, they transferred the store to me. I didn't want to bother, so I just sold them all."

While speaking, Oaks's eyes were fixed on Locke, who was holding the teacup but not drinking it.

Locke felt the old black woman's gaze and drank a sip of the tea in the cup with verbena, which was enough to hurt the vampires, expressionlessly.

But he did not have the vampires' weaknesses, so for him, this was just a cup of ordinary tea with a little bit of odor.

But...

Locke could feel that after the old black woman in front of him saw him drink the tea without any injury, her sunken eyes seemed to flash more magically.

At this moment.

Natasha also told the purpose of this visit: "Ms. Oaks, there is something we want your help with."

After that, Natasha also looked at Locke, indicating that Locke could tell the purpose of their visit this time.

Locke looked at the old black woman, too lazy to beat around the bush, and directly told the purpose of this visit.

"My power is inexplicably draining away, I hope to get your help to find out the source of the draining away."

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"..."

Natasha on the side heard this, her eyes shrank, looked at Locke, and took a breath: "You lied to me, and you still said you are not..."

Locke looked at Natasha.

"I am not a vampire."

"Then you are a vampire."

"I'm sorry, but I'm not."

"Then..."

"Ms. Oaks can testify for me. As we all know, no matter whether it is a vampire or a vampire, they dare not drink this cup of tea with verbena, but I am not afraid, so I am not a vampire or a vampire, what's the problem."

Locke argued.

The same thing.

He doesn't have the weaknesses of vampires or even vampires, so why do you say he is a vampire or a vampire.

Natasha subconsciously looked at the old black woman Oakes.

She is not an authority in identifying vampires, but the black witch Oakes in front of her is an authority.

Oaks listened to Locke's purpose and looked at Locke with curiosity.

"What are you!"

"Locke, Locke Underwood, Deputy Director of Operations of the New York State Sentinel Secret Service."

"No, I didn't ask you that."

"This is my only answer."

Locke smiled at the black witch Oakes who wanted to ask him what kind of new species he belonged to and said, "I came with courtesy and sincerity, hoping to get your help."

As everyone knows.

He never judges people by appearance.

Locke didn't want to drive Nick Fury out of office because of Nick Fury's skin color.

He drove Nick Fury out of office just because Nick Fury was stupid and bad to him, so he did it.

But look at Blade.

Did Locke dislike Blade because of his skin color?

No.

He didn't.

On the contrary, he reused Blade and made him the deputy captain of this operation.

In a word.

Locke appreciates capable people.

It has nothing to do with skin color.

What's more...

He still needs help now.

Black Witch Oaks didn't respond immediately after hearing Locke's words, but changed the subject and looked at Locke and Natasha: "I've lived for almost 400 years."

Natasha understood immediately: "Ms. Oaks, we can guarantee that we will never harass you again in the rest of your life."

Black Witch Oaks shook her head: "No, I mean, I can live longer."

Natasha was stunned.

"Didn't you just say something else..."

"That's because they are tired of living, but I'm not."

Black Witch Oaks said so, without looking at Natasha with a strange look on her face, but set her eyes on Locke: "But I've lived for so long, and I've never seen anyone like you."

Locke shrugged.

"I am unique."

"Yes, you are special. I can feel the strong power of the vampires in you, but you can ignore the rule that 'the vampires cannot enter the house without the invitation of the owner' and the setting that 'verbena is the natural enemy of the vampires'."

"I am not a vampire."

Locke's answer was as usual, without any guilt.

Natasha, who was standing by, remembered why Oakes only invited her to enter the house before entering.

It is said that the ancestors of the vampires once signed an agreement with the gods.

Vampires must suck blood to live. People are protected by gods, so they cannot come to the door without invitation. This is to protect humans. It is rumored that if vampires take the initiative to enter the house, they will die faster than being exposed to the sun, because they are exposed to the holy light of God.

The black witch Oakes looked at Locke seriously.

"I can help you, but the condition is that you must leave your blood."

"Okay."

"You agree?"

Locke agreed very readily, but the black witch Oaks became curious: "Aren't you afraid that I will use your blood to curse you?"

Locke looked at the black witch Oaks with a smile.

"No."

"You are very confident, which reminds me of another..."

"Because you dare to do this, I dare to let you die early."

"..."