A Certain Marvel Super Player

Yes.

Old friend!

As we all know, DZ is a vast land with sparsely populated land, vast resources, simple people, and rich species. Locke has talked about it to Gwen more than once. In DZ, he faced a murderer face to face, interacted friendly with an ogre, and even had a drink with a demon. Pass.

The soul merchant in front of him, Legba, is one of the few demons Locke knew in DZ.

even……

Put it this way.

The reason why Legba became a soul merchant, Locke felt, was partly due to his own contribution, because when he was in DZ, Legba was just a low-level little devil, one who couldn’t get enough to eat. .

and.

Maybe no one would believe that the Legba that Locke knew when he was in DZ was not a man, but a woman, a female devil that I felt pity for.

Locke quickly analyzed the aura outside and recognized the dreadlocked Legba in front of him. He was the female demon who was so thirsty that she wanted to eat him when he was six years old.

fine.

Locke was a light sleeper, and after talking with Legba at night in the orphanage, he gave Legba, who was about to starve to death, a clear path.

Let her return to hell, rely on her inherent half-human and half-demon bloodline to find a demon archduke, and express her willingness to be his pawn, sign a contract on earth for him, and earn souls for him.

actually……

Locke was just talking nonsense at the time. After all, he was only six years old at the time. Although Legba was about to starve to death at that time, a skinny camel was bigger than a horse. If at that time, Legba insisted on eating Locke's words are still very easy.

Frankly speaking, Locke didn't expect Legba to be so easy to fool. He actually listened to his words and felt that it made sense. He went back in a hurry. Then, he seemed to have accepted the principle that DZ was not conducive to the development of obscene things. From then on, After that, Locke never saw Legba again.

did not expect.

He almost forgot about this matter, but it had been so long since he could still meet his old friends in this foreign country.

Yes, a foreign country.

Locke is from the Lone Star Republic, so there is nothing wrong with saying that states other than DZ are foreign countries.

Legba licked his lips: "The taste of your soul must be very delicious."

Locke chuckled: "It's okay to have ideas, but don't take action, otherwise, I will be angry, especially when you look like this."

"You broke my deal."

"You didn't intend to make a deal with her."

"Maybe I will do it. Salem is already asleep. If I can earn a high-quality soul for the boss behind me, the boss will be very happy."

"hehe."

Locke listened to Legba's words and tilted his head: "It's not easy to get a soul. Go to New York. There are a lot of souls waiting for you to harvest."

Don’t talk about the far ones, just talk about the near ones.

After returning this time, Dolan Church will definitely play GG.

so……

Locke said with a smile: "Just in time, I can go to New York to change my skin. This skin looks too ugly."

Legba shook his head: "No, there is already a soul merchant in New York."

Locke raised his eyebrows.

"who?"

"have no idea."

Legba shook his head and whispered: "However, it is certain that he works for the big boss."

The big boss of hell is, without a doubt, Mephisto.

at this time.

Wow wow wow wow wow!

Police cars roared, and there were even a few police cars that drifted and shooed across the door of the building.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The police officers from New Orleans quickly got out of the police car, then, with their guns drawn, they aimed at the building belonging to the voodoo witch Raven.

Locke raised his eyebrows and looked at Legba: "Someone is coming."

Legba nodded: "I'm leaving first."

Locke smiled and said: "I have remembered your frequency. After changing the skin, remember to tell me and I will treat you to a drink."

"good."

Legba nodded, then took a deep look at the Voodoo Queen, then disappeared with a hiss.

Just a glance.

The Voodoo Queen's memory was quickly cleared, including everything that had just happened. Her soul was in Legba's hands, so Legba could control it with ease.

After all, Legba was doing things for the Archduke of Hell, not for Mephisto. If Mephisto knew that there was such a spokesman for the Archduke of Hell trying to steal his soul on earth, Mephisto would Trust me, I will be very angry.

so……

Every time Legba comes up or comes back, he will clear his appearance, lest Mephisto notices the Voodoo Queen and accidentally exposes him.

after all……

Legba and the boss behind him are engaged in the business of rebellion. If they are not careful, the whole family will be killed by Mephisto.

Therefore, this time Legba also cleared the memory of the Voodoo Queen, and by the way, Locke's memory was also cleared.

Locke looked at the Voodoo Queen, whose eyes were white, standing there, still restarting, and his eyes fell on a baby with a twitching pacifier in a stroller.

I see.

What a coincidence.

Locke raised his eyebrows, seeming to have discovered why the New Orleans Police Department was here.

boom!

Locke was also like a ghost, walking directly out of the main entrance and leaving the encirclement as fast as a meteor.

The next second.

Locke stopped, stood firm, and frowned as he looked at a black car and a police car driving not far away.

George and Gwen?

"boom!"

"Bang!"

George got out of the car and said to Gwen, Zoe and Madison who got out of the black car: "You three, stay here."

Said.

George took the bulletproof vest that Kaop threw and put it on himself.

Gwen looked at the surrounded building not far away, lowered his head, and looked at the raised fluff on the back of his hand: "Are you sure Nan's aura is in there?"

Gwen originally stayed well in the hotel, but the hotel's printer seemed to be broken, so Gwen thought about going out to find a printer to print something. After leaving the hotel, she saw Zoe and Madison.

Then Zoe and Madison told her that Nan seemed to be missing, and that he was probably taken away by Fiona at noon. After all, surveillance would not lie.

Gwen also had a pretty good impression of Nan, even though she also joined the search camp, and once again saw the way witches search for things.

Then……

On the way here, I met George.

Zoe nodded: "I can feel Nan's breath, but Fiona's breath..."

Seems to be dying out?

Zoe looked at Madison uncertainly.

The latter also gave the same answer: "Fiona's breath is dying."

"What's the meaning?"

"She's dead."

"ah?"

Gwen blinked: "Didn't you say that she is the Supreme Witch?"

Shouldn't the Supreme Witch be very powerful?

Madison stared at the building not far away and said: "That building is the residence of the Voodoo Queen, and it is also the target of that damn Bitchi's betrayal."

She was talking about Queenie, the voodoo doll who had previously walked like a fat humanoid.

Gwen didn't care about what Madison said about Bitchi, she only heard the first sentence.

Voodoo Queen?

"Is this the residence of the Voodoo Queen?"

Gwen blinked and quickly regained consciousness. Then, she raised her head and looked over there. The New Orleans Police Department officers were no longer ready to speak and planned to attack directly.

"Wait a minute..."

"boom!"

Just when Gwen was about to shout to stop, there was a roar, and the door of Voodoo Queen Raven's residence was blasted open like a cannonball. The broken door was accompanied by broken stones, which were quickly scattered in all directions.

"Dodge!"

"Dodge!"

"..."

The officers shouted quickly and retreated quickly.

Smoke billows.

A walking voodoo doll that looked like a meat ball and was holding a fruit knife came to the door of the room. It faced the police officers who were about to break in. It looked at one of the leading police officers who was holding a fruit knife. Reaching towards his neck.

Voodoo Doll Queenie, known as the walking voodoo doll, can transfer self-inflicted damage to the target.

so.

Queenie committed suicide, not suicide, but murder.

but……

Queenie apparently forgot something.

This is the Federation. It doesn't mean that if you want to commit suicide, you can commit suicide.

Just when Queenie was about to cut her throat with a fruit knife.

moment.

Volleys of bullets.

"Puff puff!"

"Puff puff!"

Queenie, the voodoo doll, has the ability to transfer self-inflicted damage to the target he is targeting. There is a key word in this.

self-mutilation.

The voodoo doll takes matters into her own hands and shoots herself with a pistol, damaging only her chosen target.

If someone else opened fire on her with a gun, could it still be called self-harm?

obviously.

It's impossible.

In an instant, countless blood holes appeared on the body of the voodoo doll Quinina, which was like a mountain of flesh. Black blood oozed out.

The next second.

The voodoo doll Queenie let out a wailing cry, and then fell to the ground with a pop.

"madness!"

"This damn Bichi is finally dead."

Madison crossed her arms and stared from a distance at Queenie, the humanoid voodoo doll who directly declared GG under the strong firepower of the police station, saying so without hiding her venomous tongue.

Seeing this, Gwen next to her seemed to let go of her inner worries.

Nothing else.

It seems that just like what Cordelia said, nowadays, no witch can resist thermal weapons. Even powerful witches will kneel when faced with more powerful thermal weapons.

so……

Gwen seemed to have thought of something after listening to Madison's words. She looked at Madison and said, "You and Locke will definitely speak a common language again."

Madison was slightly startled and looked at Gwen.

In the distance, Locke, who was looking at this from a distance, also raised his eyebrows.

None of my business?

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