Chapter 6 My Mutant Wife Esme

meters, with a living room and a bedroom.

...Yes.

protection.

Although this is the famous Marvel Universe, it is undeniable that ordinary people in this world were well protected before the great era began.

The one protecting them is the equally famous Strategic National Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency.

AKA—S.H.I.E.L.D.!

Ever since the five overlords authorized the establishment of S.H.I.E.L.D., this agency has had only one purpose.

They protect and act as a firewall between the ordinary world and the extraordinary world, preventing and protecting ordinary people from knowing the existence of the extraordinary world and being attacked by the extraordinary world.

Just like the Sentinel Secret Service where James is.

Frankly speaking, if the awakening of mutants was silent and did not cause a catastrophic event, I am afraid that ordinary people in this world would not know about the existence of mutants.

Because before the establishment of the Sentinelese Special Service, dealing with supernatural beings was the responsibility of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Vampires, if nothing unexpected happens, are also S.H.I.E.L.D.'s business.

but...

Meeting a vampire right now is a good thing.

Everything is difficult at the beginning.

One has two.

James had thought about this in the past two years, and had also thought about finding the vampire through SHIELD.

Unfortunately, there has been no results.

But now, a vampire has appeared. Will the second and third vampires be far behind? James is not afraid that he has it, but he is afraid that he doesn't come enough.

God can testify.

After he figured out the effectiveness of his plug-in, the first supernatural species he chose was vampire.

After all, vampires are much easier to hunt than mutants.

The most important thing.

Unlike mutants who like to be alone after awakening, vampires are social creatures.

The more James thought about it, the hotter he felt inside.

Now that the first vampire has appeared, if we follow the life trajectory of this vampire, we will definitely be able to find more vampires.

Even if a vampire gives some extraordinary points.

Ten means ten points.

One hundred pieces means one hundred points.

This is just the lowest level vampire, there must be higher level vampires out there.

Mom, I can finally have fun.

With this in mind, James couldn't help but look at Mary.

"Mary."

"Boss."

"check."

James eyes swept across the white ash on the ground, then looked at Michael and said in a deep voice: "It doesn't matter whether he is a mutant or a vampire. We sacrificed five people this time, so let's exchange the lives of fifty mutants or vampires."

When doing things, you must have a reason.

This is even more true for law enforcement agencies.

At this moment, what other cause could be more just and accurate than avenging one's comrades?

Michael listened to James words and looked at James serious expression. He put aside the gratitude and excitement that had just flashed across his face and nodded at James with a serious expression.

Mary nodded with the same serious look.

Seeing this, James was about to say something more to confirm that the next retaliation action was in accordance with procedures and just, when the phone in his arms rang.

He took out his phone, looked at the incoming call number, and smiled.

It was his wife, Esme, the stewardess, calling.

James walked aside and answered the phone.

His wife, Esme, is a flight attendant for United Airlines.

Blonde hair and blue eyes are lovable.

Fair skin, beautiful appearance and good temperament.

James liked her very much, and due to family reasons, they got married after dating for less than half a year.

After getting married, Esme did not resign from United Airlines, and James did not think of asking his wife to give up her job and return to the family after getting married.

Esme called yesterday and said she would fly back to New York from Texas today, which would take about three hours.

James was thinking of going to Kennedy Airport to spend some time with his wife after get off work today.

But he had to work overtime due to a sudden assignment, so he sent a text message to Esme. It is estimated that Esme had just seen the text message when she got off the plane.

But it's too late to rush over now.

After all, there was only an hour, which affected his performance.

And it's not fun.

The most important thing.

If no one had died, he could have slipped away, but now five of Michael's men had died, and it would be inappropriate for him to go on a date with his wife.

James briefly explained the situation over the phone.

His wife Esme was surprised on the other end of the phone.

"Are you okay? Are you okay, Michael? How come five of them died? Could it be that the mutants this time are Alpha level?"

"Not a mutant this time."

"no..."

"The situation is rather complicated. Can we talk about it next time you return to New York?"

James didn't plan to say much on the phone.

"...Fine."

At the United Airlines lounge at Kennedy Airport, his wife Esme, who was wearing a stewardess uniform and had shoulder-length blonde hair and looked a little cold, nodded: "I have three days off after I fly to Los Angeles."

James smiled and said, "Okay, I'll pick you up at the airport then."

hang up the phone.

James turned around and walked over again.

Michael applied an ice pack to his forehead, looked at James who had returned, and asked, "Is it Esme's call?"

James nodded, looked at the body being carried out of the apartment, took out a cigarette from his arms and handed one to Michael.

They both lit cigarettes.

Michael took a deep breath and looked at James: "I remember half a year ago, you said you were a non-marriageist, how come you got married all of a sudden?"

James shook his head and smiled: "It's time."

He didn't plan to get married so early.

but...

My dad forced me to do it!

Seeing that James had no intention of explaining too much, Michael nodded and did not ask any more questions. Instead, his eyes fell on the body being carried into the car, and his mood gradually became depressed.

James didn't say anything, but just patted Michael on the shoulder, silently comforting Michael.

He was a little afraid that Michael would never recover from this.

This is not okay.

His mission to replicate Superman depends on Michael.

Fortunately.

Michael's low mood was only temporary. When he returned to the bureau, he had already transformed this low mood into a fire of revenge.

James is right.

Kill me and I'll give you ten lives in exchange!

When James left the office, Michael had already taken a step ahead and started investigating the detailed information of the vampire with his teammates who had the same idea.

James was very pleased with this, and then he chose to get off work, came to the parking lot, opened the door of his Audi A8, started it, and drove directly out of the ground parking lot of the Sentinel Special Service Building.

After half an hour.

He had already returned to the apartment he rented.

The apartment is not big, only about 50 square 

(End of this chapter)