"Join you?"
Lin Xiao's ethereal and majestic voice echoed in the air without a trace of emotion, "Being colleagues with a group of criminals who can't even control their own lower bodies, and a perverted giant baby with a mental age of only three years old?"
"I'm afraid that this light will be stained."
As soon as these words came out, the whole network was in an uproar!
The smile on Homelander's face froze in an instant, the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, and the string of reason that maintained his superficial skills was completely broken!
"You are so ungrateful..." Homelander gritted his teeth, and the red light in his eyes flashed crazily again.
"Boom--!!!"
The moment Homelander was about to fall out on the spot!
Suddenly there was a violent sonic boom in the sky!
A tall figure wearing a black uniform landed steadily at the feet of Lin Xiao.
The moment he saw the person clearly, Homelander's pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart seemed to have been pinched hard!
No capes, no fancy decorations.
But at the moment Clark appeared, Homelander felt a shiver that hit his soul!
"This guy..."
Homelander screamed crazily in his heart. The sense of oppression emanating from this man in black gave him the fear and inferiority complex that "he is just a low-quality imitation"!
Clark looked at the man in front of him who had similar abilities to himself but was full of hypocrisy.
He slowly clenched his fists, took a step forward, and said in a low and cold voice:
"Are you Homelander? You don't deserve to be a hero at all."
Faced with Superman's face-to-face provocation, Homelander's breathing became rapid. "You two Terrorists of unknown origin! If you don't want to join, then go to hell..."
"Wait a minute! You are not allowed to hurt Homelander!!!"
When this tense battle to the death is about to break out!
A burst of extremely fanatical protests suddenly broke out among the hostages who had just been rescued and the onlookers!
"Homelander is our hero! Why do you scold him!"
"That's right! You don't even dare to show your true colors, who knows if you are alien spies!"
"Long live Vought! Homelander, drive these two arrogant freaks out of our country!!!"
The fanatical fan culture is vividly displayed in this deformed world. In their eyes, Homelander is the perfect God.
And Lin Xiao and Clark are just two "villains" who don't understand the rules.
Looking at these unarmed civilians, but with angry faces accusing themselves.
Clark, who was still full of fighting spirit just now, was stunned on the spot, and his clenched fists helplessly loosened. He would never hurt ordinary people, even if they were blinded.
"Hahahaha!"
Seeing this scene, Homelander's vanity, which was about to collapse, was instantly satisfied.
He looked at Clark condescendingly, and the corner of his mouth once again raised that extremely mocking and malicious smile, "See? This is the rule of this world. They love me, they need me."
"And you are just a group of thugs spurned by the people."
Lin Xiao looked at the group of fanatical fans below who had been brainwashed by Vought and sighed.
Sure enough, it was exactly the same as what Batman deduced. This is why Batman didn't let them do it directly.
He glanced at the triumphant Homelander coldly. "Don't be too happy too early. I will tear the mask on your face apart bit by bit."
After saying that, Lin Xiao turned into light spots all over the sky and disappeared, while Clark also took a deep look at Homelander, turned around, broke through the sound barrier, and disappeared into the night sky.
At the same time.
Vought International headquarters, top-level president's office.
Stan Stan Edgar, the actual leader of the company, looked at everything happening on the screen, his face so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip from his face.
"Cut off all live broadcast signals immediately! Reduce hot searches on the entire network!"
Stan Edgar roared at the executives of the public relations department, "Get everyone in the public relations department, intelligence department, and security department to work overtime! Use all satellites and dark networks at all costs!"
"I want to know where these two guys came from! What are their weaknesses! The foundation of Vought must not be destroyed by such uncontrolled bombs!"
The entire Vought Empire, this huge machine, began to operate in an extremely crazy manner due to the emergence of Lin Xiao and Clark.
And in a dark and damp underground bar in New York City.
A man wearing a very casual floral shirt, with a beard, and a wild and fierce look in his eyes was holding a glass of whiskey and staring at the old broken TV in the bar.
On the TV, it was the scene of Superman and Light Giant in black forcing Homelander to retreat.
"Butcher" Billy Butcher took a swig of strong drink.
He looked at Homelander's face that was slightly distorted due to extreme forbearance, and suddenly let out an extremely hoarse, but endlessly crazy grin.
"Hehehehe... hahahaha!"
Butcher smashed the wine glass to the ground, his eyes burning with excitement and revenge like evil spirits:
"It seems that these super-powerful bitches have finally met a nemesis who can knock their brains out."
Late at night, inside the New York City center and Batman base.
"Click."
The door lock made an extremely slight noise, and then the heavy security door was pushed open a crack.
Wearing a floral shirt and a full beard, "Butcher" Billy Butcher, like a wild wolf lurking in the darkness, quietly slipped into the corridor of the apartment.
Under his coat, he hid an automatic rifle loaded with armor-piercing bullets, and held a detonator tightly in his hand.
Just now, he had covered the Load-Bearing Walls outside the apartment with high explosives.
"Listen, no matter what kind of gods you are, if you don't want to be blown up to the sky, just be my thugs and go and twist off Homelander's head..."
Butcher sneered and calculated in his heart. He is a madman who will do whatever it takes to get revenge. As long as he can kill Homelander, he doesn't mind threatening these "mysterious people" who are stealing the show on the streets today.
However, when he pushed open the door to the living room and prepared for a big fight.
"Click."
The detonator in his hand suddenly fell apart, and the motherboard and battery inside turned into a pile of parts and fell to the floor with a clatter.
Blucher's pupils shrank, he instinctively pulled out the automatic rifle under his coat, pointed it forward, and pulled the trigger without hesitation!
No gunshots, no Kakkō.
He was horrified to find that the firing pin in the chamber of his gun had been removed without anyone noticing! The whole gun was turned into a useless fire stick!
"If you are looking for the fuses of those C4 explosives outside the wall, I have asked Clark to dismantle them and throw them into Atlantic Ocean."
A low, hoarse voice, filled with endless coldness and oppression, sounded in the center of the dim living room.
Butcher raised his head suddenly.
In front of the huge surveillance screen wall in the living room, a man wearing heavy black armor, like a king of the night, was slowly turning around on a swivel chair.