Chapter 25 Rule 1: Strike first to gain the upper hand

The agreed time for the transaction was seven o'clock in the afternoon.

Locke left the Sentinel Secret Service Building at five o'clock, got into his Audi A8, and then drove out of the parking lot toward the abandoned hangar where the deal was agreed.

Just as he left the parking lot, an agent who worked as a clerk in the Sentinel Secret Service office lowered his head and took out his cell phone, wrote a text message and sent it.

Driving on the road to the abandoned hangar.

Locke was holding the steering wheel with one hand and holding a cigarette in the other. He was driving at a steady speed of sixty miles.

"Debbie, has anything changed over there in the hangar?"

"No."

Debbie's voice came through the earphones.

Debbie, who was in the command operations hall and used Sentinel satellites to conduct coverage and real-time monitoring around the abandoned hangar, shook her head.

"From the time the satellite was put in place to now, no abnormalities have been found."

"All right."

Locke nodded, and then said: "Jack contacted me as soon as he found Blade Runner."

Debbie nodded.

"clear."

"OK."

Locke blew out a smoke ring.

In the afternoon he told his supervisor, Walter Hermann, that he had never intended to plot against Natasha.

This is the truth.

Because from the beginning to the end, the only target of his calculation was Blade Warrior.

The Blade Warrior is a great knife for hunting vampires.

It would be perfect for him to kill Dickon Frost.

After all, he is a professional counterpart.

As for whether there will be vampire riots in New York City after Dickon Frost's death, that has nothing to do with him.

Aegis can choose to take the blame, of course, they can also choose not to take the blame.

Just give up on Blade.

Anyway, Blade is not an agent of SHIELD, just a temporary worker.

Temporary workers take the blame and so on, and their professionalism is quite relevant.

Locke actually has no thoughts or opinions about Blade Warriors.

This is also true.

but……

If you want to blame it, it's because you are too curious.

Locke was thinking this, putting one hand outside the car window and narrowing his eyes slightly.

Although Natasha had already verified him and confirmed that he was not a so-called vampire blood servant.

But in the past month, he clearly knew that two or three times when he went home at night, he was followed by the Blade Warriors.

It's just that he pretended not to know.

Obviously.

Blade's suspicion of him didn't go away.

so!

To strike first is to be strong, but to strike later is to suffer disaster.

Locke took this mantra to heart.

Rather than retaliate passively, he prefers to strike directly when danger appears.

Blade Warrior is indeed a good tool for earning extraordinary points, but it is only a good tool.

That's all.

"bite! 』

"Obtain extraordinary points: "2""

"Current extraordinary points: "201""

"Um?"

Locke raised his eyebrows and glanced at the sky outside.

Well, it's not dark yet.

Good guy, Dao Feng is so hardworking today, why does he work overtime during the day?

Half an hour ago, before he left the Sentinel Secret Service Building, he received a reminder to gain extraordinary points.

Now two more?

Did Dao Feng take the little blue medicine today?

Aren’t these guys just looking for vampires to serve as food and drinks at night?

Locke was curious.

Just then.

Debbie's voice came through the headset.

"Boss, Jack's communication is here."

"Take it."

Locke came to his senses and threw the cigarette butt out of the window.

Soon, the communication was connected.

"Boss."

"Found the blade?"

"Uh...yeah."

Jack, who was in a dark alley in Queens, looked down at the two heads that fell on the ground, and then handed the phone in his hand to the Blade Warrior, who was swinging a sword in front of him and inserting the sword into the scabbard on his back: "We The boss’s phone number.”

The blade warrior wearing sunglasses glanced at Jack expressionlessly, and then took the phone from Jack's hand.

"Hello."

"Dickon Frost asked me to meet."

"I know."

"Ground...huh?"

Locke reacted and raised his eyebrows: "You know?"

He thought of the extraordinary points that the system prompted him to gain half an hour ago.

The next second.

Locke smiled.

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"hehe."

The corners of Locke's mouth raised slightly: "Let me guess, is there a vampire without eyes who ran near you and told this story in order to beg for mercy?"

The blade warrior's thick lips pursed.

"Yes."

"Oh."

Hearing this, Locke couldn't help but laugh again.

look.

He's right.

This Dickon Frost certainly doesn't follow the rules.

Locke suddenly thought about Dickon Frost's intention of letting Blade know the contents of their deal.

His partnership with Blade has not been revealed.

Obviously.

Dickon Frost was planning to kill with a borrowed knife.

Borrow Blade's knife to kill this depraved lawman who took bribes from vampires.

What a coincidence.

He also plans to borrow the blade of Blade to kill Dickon Frost, the so-called vampire leader of New York City.

Locke thought to himself, with a smile on his face, and said to the Blade Warrior on the other end of the phone: "At 7 o'clock in the evening, the location is the abandoned hangar at Kennedy International Airport, Jack will take you there."

He did not ask Blade Warrior who he would believe.

No need.

Locke only needed Blade Warrior to arrive at 7 o'clock.

If he had not sent Jack to find Blade Warrior, the latter would probably not choose to take action when he saw the scene.

But since Jack has found him, Blade Warrior will definitely take action.

Locke has no doubt about this.

"No need."

"Huh?"

Blade Warrior glanced at the two heads on the ground and said: "The person you sent was followed by the vampire."

Locke was not surprised by this: "Guessed it."

The two extraordinary points just hinted probably came from here.

Since Deacon Frost thought of using Blade Warrior to kill people with a borrowed knife, it is normal to think of letting vampires follow his people.

It's just...

"It's still daytime, can they still go out?"

"It's a blood servant, not a vampire."

"I understand."

Locke nodded, not thinking about why Blade Warrior could get extraordinary points by killing blood servants, but asked Blade Warrior to hand the phone to Jack.

Jack, who answered the phone, glanced at Blade Warrior who had just cut off two heads with a swish of sword.

"Boss."

"Deal with the scene."

"Understood."

Jack responded and hung up the phone, then took out the car key parked outside the alley from his arms and handed it to Blade in front of him.

Blade Warrior glanced at it, then looked at Jack and grinned.

"No need."

"Uh..."

Just when Jack hadn't reacted, with a whoosh, the Blade Warrior who was just in front of him flashed like a black shadow, and disappeared in the alley in the blink of an eye.

Jack stood there and blinked, looking at the empty alley, and then at the two heads on the ground with their eyes wide open.

A gust of wind blew by.

Jack shuddered subconsciously.

Mom, there's a ghost!

Vampire!

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