Chapter 645
Fuck!
Fuck!
Fuck!
The Homelander felt like he was about to explode. "I've already let you go, why are you still babbling on and on?"
Roll!
Get out of here!
P. S.: Uh, I was originally scheduled to go out and couldn't write, but I changed it to today, so this chapter was updated as usual at midnight.
The Homelander had mentally rehearsed a hundred ways the gunman would die, but outwardly dared not show the slightest panic or impatience.
"You can go now, I won't attack you," Homelander said with a smile.
"Real..."
The man with the gun was about to ask another question when Homelander suddenly turned stern and said coldly, "Get out of here! If you don't leave now, I'll change my mind!"
"Go, go, I'm leaving now!" The man with the gun was startled and, not daring to ask any more questions, hurriedly put down his gun, turned around, and ran away.
"Call..."
Seeing that the annoying guy had finally left, Homelander secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then slammed the car door shut in a fit of rage and snapped at the bewildered driver.
"What are you looking at? Drive!"
"But... but the tire is flat..." the driver said softly.
Homelander glared and said fiercely, "I told you not to drive!!!"
"Drive right away! I'll drive right away!"
The intimidating power of the Homelander still lingers, and the driver, who dared not argue, could only ignore the impact of the tire blowout, start the car, and drive off again with a clatter.
Half an hour later, the anxious Homelander finally returned to Vought International unharmed.
Vought International was his headquarters and his home. A sense of security welled up in his heart again, and smiles returned to the faces of his Homelander.
"Call out--"
A gust of wind swept in, and before Homelander could react, he heard a loud bang and was sent flying as if he had been hit by a speeding train.
"Bang!"
The Homelander landed looked pained, his body trembled slightly, as if all the bones in his body had been shattered.
"Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't notice..."
A frightened apology rang out, startling Homelander, who quickly suppressed the pain and hid the pained expression on his face.
He's Homelander with Steel Body! He absolutely cannot let anyone see that he was hurt! Absolutely not!!!
Damn it, I was already home, I was already safe, but then I was inexplicably hit and thrown out.
This is nothing short of an undeserved disaster.
Why!
Why am I so unlucky?!
"Homelander, are you alright?" The A-Train looked panicked and sounded terrified, but a hint of doubt showed in its eyes.
I... I actually knocked Homelander away?
That can't be right, can it?
But... Homelander did fly out, and if I'm not mistaken, he seemed to be in a lot of... pain just now?
"A-Train!!!"
The Homelander stood up, feigning ease, but his anger was burning. He glared at the culprit who had made him look foolish and caused him so much pain.
The look in someone's eyes is never hidden. Although A-Train didn't know why the Homelander seemed to have become weaker, the long-term oppression and bullying still made him instinctively fearful.
In particular, the murderous look in Homelander's eyes made him afraid to meet his gaze.
"Yes, I'm sorry... I didn't mean to, I didn't see you, I... I'm sorry!" The A-Train stammered, bowing his head in apology.
Homelander remained silent, exuding an oppressive aura, and stared coldly at him.
Time seemed to slow down incredibly at this moment...
The A-Train, enduring immense pressure, was constantly holding its breath in nervous anticipation, too afraid to even look up.
"Roll!"
After a long, long time, the Homelander finally let out a sharp shout.
"Call..."
I escaped death! I escaped death!
The A-Train secretly breathed a sigh of relief, quickly expressed its gratitude for the magnanimity of the Homelander, then slunk away with its head down, hurriedly walked around the corner of the corridor, and disappeared.
"Call..."
The moment the A-Train disappeared around the corner, the outwardly fierce but inwardly timid Homelander secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his face once again adorned with a mask of pain.
"Fuck!"
"!"
"Fuck!"
Homelander cursed under his breath, gasping for air, and limped toward his room.
At the corner of the corridor, the A-Train's head peeked out, staring incredulously at the staggering, disheveled figure of the Homelander.
"Why... why did Homelander become like this? Could it be... could it be that he lost his superpowers?"
A-Train thought his guess was ridiculous. How could Homelander lose his superpowers for no reason? Besides, he'd never heard of superpowers disappearing...
This is absurd!
But Homelander's previous unusual behavior and his reaction just now made it hard for him not to think in this direction.
Aside from losing his superpowers, A-Train can't think of any other reason why Homelander would become so vulnerable!
If... if Homelander really lost his superpowers, would I no longer have to be afraid of him?
Moreover, without superpowers, he would be of no value to the company, and might even be kicked out of the Seven.
No, they will definitely be kicked out of the Seven!
Without Homelander above him, even if he can't take over as the leader of the Seven, he can at least become the vice-leader, right?
Moreover, he had just saved a whole plane full of people. If the company transferred the resources that originally belonged to the Homelander to him, his popularity and approval rating would definitely increase significantly, and he might even surpass Queen Maeve...
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The A-Train felt his heart beating faster and faster. He pursed his dry lips and his eyes gradually hardened.
Whether for profit or personal grudges, the A-Train decided to secretly investigate what had happened.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Homelander was unaware that his top henchman had discovered his abnormality. Back in his room, ignoring the pain in his body, he vented his grievances and anger.
The decorations, water glasses, vases, and television in the room were all smashed.
After venting his frustrations, Homelander lay sprawled on the sofa, panting heavily with his eyes closed, tears of grievance streaming down his face.
He didn't understand why his father insisted on eliminating his abilities. Was it because his abilities were too strong and he couldn't withstand any trials?
Screw the training!
Why do I need to go through trials and tribulations?
Why should I have to go through trials and tribulations?
Does that mean that once I've experienced hardship, I won't need superpowers anymore?
Could so-called trials and tribulations be more powerful than superpowers?
I am Homelander, I am your son, I should have great power!
Father!
Father!!!
What exactly do you want?
In just half an hour, Homelander was nearly shot once, and almost exposed when his underlings knocked him away. Having lost his superpowers, Homelander was driven to the brink of collapse by these constant crises and close calls.