American comics: Damn it, I’m surrounded by those who worry about their fathers!.

Chapter 194 Either father or the world, choose!
Peter's lips twitched when he heard Maeve call him dad.

He could notice Maeve's gritted teeth.

Looking at his excited fellow countryman with tears in his eyes, he sighed and put his hand on his shoulder.

"You know everything about the farm. You know Star-Lord, Loki, and Clark, right?"

Seeing that Peter's attitude had softened, the black-robed Homelander forced a smile on his face, "Yes, I know everything. I remember it all clearly."

"I knew from a young age that I was not alone, that we all had each other."

Homelander said to Peter excitedly: "I have always wanted to meet you."

He took out a picture book and showed it to Peter. "This is what I drew when I was a child. The farm and the town of Smallville are what I often dream about."

Homelander now understood why he had these dreams.

I am the most powerful superhero in the world, but Peter is more powerful than me.

The father used a little trick to easily deal with the other A-Zu, and he also has the ability to create dreams at will.

This is normal, your father should be stronger than you.

Peter frowned and took the picture album that the other party had brought specially.

It looked like a dog's butt, just like the one Clark drew when he was a kid.

Faced with the black-robed countryman who seemed very sincere, Peter felt that things were a bit difficult.

This guy has a face almost identical to A-Zu's, and in front of him, he behaves like a good son who longs to be praised.

Seeing this aggrieved expression, even though Peter knew this guy's character, he couldn't say anything cruel to refuse him.

"You know, John, I'm not your father, not by blood."

Peter looked at the excited Homelander who pursed his lips and said to him: "I can't give you what you want. Don't put all your hopes on one person, otherwise you will get greater disappointment."

"I know I know."

Homelander nodded in understanding, "I just saw you and knew that the dream I had was not just a dream, it was also part of my experience."

He wanted to say that he could go back to the farm with him and give up his career and fans here.

But I felt that saying this might be too abrupt, so I could only swallow what I wanted to say.

However, he was already satisfied when he felt that Peter was not averse to him.

Seeing Peter's hand on his shoulder, he excitedly wanted to reach out and hold it.

But soon he saw several cars in the distance driving towards this side.

The X-ray vision allowed the black-robed Homelander to see the people in the vehicle, all of whom were fully armed and holding hot weapons.

At the same time, a shrill alarm suddenly rang outside.

When he heard the alarm, Peter's brows immediately frowned.

Maeve heard the alarm and stood up alertly.

When Homelander saw Peter's puzzled look, his heart skipped a beat.

He was a little dumbfounded when he saw that this group of people seemed to be coming this way.

It was obvious that Peter had some doubts about bringing the person here.

He gritted his teeth, anger rising in his heart instantly.

"I'll go out and see."

The black-robed Homelander activated his super speed and left the room in an instant.

"Boom!"

The next second, Homelander dropped from the sky and landed in an alleyway in front of a group of heavily armed soldiers.

"No. 22 Canal Street, the target person is at 105. Have you arrived? Someone with super powers will come to assist you later."

The captain in charge of command received orders from his superiors through his earphone.

The black-robed countryman knew that 22, 105 Ni Street, was the hotel room where Peter stayed.

It was obvious that this group of people came for Peter or Clark and Azu.

He originally brought Maeve here with the intention of making Peter accept him and take him back, but he didn't expect that his plan would be ruined by the group of guys in front of him.

Even these people made themselves suspected and doubted by their father.

"Who sent you?"

The black-robed native's mouth twitched and he asked the other party.

Feeling the murderous intent emanating from Homelander, everyone pointed their guns at him.

"Captain, have you reached the target point? Have you captured the target person?"

The person in charge's words continued to come from the headset.

But everyone held their breath and dared not even breathe.

"I want to know, who is the target person you are talking about?"

The Homelander asked the soldiers again with his hands behind his back and a gloomy expression.

"Fuck!"

No one answered, and without any hesitation, his gaze went straight to the soldier closest to him.

The soldier, who was unable to react in time, was pierced through the body. With a "bang", he fell heavily to the ground, and blood spurted out.

Seeing their comrades fall, the terrified soldiers immediately raised their guns and prepared to pull the trigger.

But due to the intimidation from their homeland, the group of people never dared to take action. "Who is your target?!"

Gritting his teeth and with red light in his eyes, he roared at the remaining people.

A few minutes later, when Maeve arrived at the scene, what she saw were corpses all over the ground and her fellow countrymen covered in blood.

"what happened?!"

Maeve looked at the corpses all over the ground and asked him in shock.

"It's Walter."

The black-robed countryman raised his head to prevent the blood on his face from falling into his eyes.

"They were sent by Vought Company for my father's sake."

"They're trying to catch him," Homelander tells Maeve.

Maeve asked in confusion, "Why?"

"I don't know, but I won't let it happen."

A trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the black-robed motherland. "No one can hurt him, and no one can snatch him from me."

"Are you going to go against Vought Corporation?"

Maeve looked at the other person in surprise, even forgetting the smell of blood on the other person's body.

She found that the villain in front of her didn't seem so bad after all.

Homelander did not answer, but there was a gleam of ruthlessness in his eyes.

After half an hour.

Water Company.

President Madeline was talking to Edgar Stan, the head of the Water Group, when the door was suddenly and roughly pushed open by Homelander.

The Chinese assistant explained to Edgar with an embarrassed look on her face, "I'm sorry, Mr. Edgar, I..."

"It's okay, Samantha."

Edgar, who was a black man and looked like Uncle Fried Chicken, smiled slightly, and did not seem to be angry with her because of the unreasonable behavior of her fellow countrymen.

"John, this is the president's office, you can't just come in."

Madeline said unhappily when she saw Homelander suddenly barge in.

"Mr. President never comes to the 99th floor. Even if we meet, it's just a formality. I can't find time to talk to him, so I came here by myself."

He spread his hands and spoke to the two of them.

"John."

"Madeline, go out first. It seems that he must have a lot to talk to me about."

Edgar interrupted Madeline and motioned for her to go out first.

After the door closed, Edgar straightened his chest slightly and gently adjusted the folds on the front of his suit with his hands. "Now there are only two of us, my countryman, what do you want to tell me?"

"Some suggestions," Homelander looked at him grimly, "You must stop targeting that person!"

Edgar put down his coffee cup and looked at Homelander, "Which one?"

"Don't fucking touch him in your operation at 22 Canal Street today!"

The veins on the black-robed countryman's neck were bulging, and he looked like he was ready to devour anyone.

Facing his fellow countrymen who exuded the aura of beasts, Edgar remained calm.

He straightened his suit and sat back on the sofa. "You want to negotiate terms with me?"

"This isn't a negotiation, this is a warning! If it happens again, I don't mind killing you all!"

Homelander glared at the other man, "He is my father, no one is allowed to hurt him!"

He now regards Peter as his own family, and if these bastards dare to continue, he doesn't mind venting his anger.

Edgar listened to his words, continued to keep an expressionless face, and stared at him motionlessly.

"What do you know about Frederick Walter?"

After a while, Edgar suddenly asked a nonsensical question.

The black-robed countryman was stunned for a moment, "What?"

Edgar paced around the office. "Federico Walter, the founder of Walter Company, received his doctorate in Munich. He was ahead of his time in genetics. He was a rising star."

As he spoke, he walked behind the Homelander, "In 1939, Hitler appointed him as the chief physician at the Dachau concentration camp, where there were ready-made resources for human experiments to test his earliest iterations of Compound Five. Of course, we strongly condemn this practice."

"In 1944, he sensed the change in the wind, and he was smuggled to the Allies. At that time, Oppenheimer was testing the atomic bomb, and Dr. Voight had already used Compound No. on the battlefield, like a superhero like 'Soldier Boy', killing large numbers of Germans, so Roosevelt pardoned him."

Edgar continued: "His importance in the United States is comparable to that of Edison and Disney."

After listening to Edgar's story, the Homelander's expression was gloomy. "What do you want to say?"

Edgar showed a contemptuous smile on his face. "What I want to say is, you think we are just a superhero company, then you are wrong. In fact, we are a pharmaceutical company. You are not our most valuable asset, but the secret formula of Compound No. 5."

Looking at Edgar who was calm and composed, the black-robed countryman gritted his teeth, wishing he could shoot the other's head through at once.

"You suddenly have a father, and you want to gain his approval? In this way?"

Edgar said coldly: "Without the company, not only him, but the whole world will soon see how pathetic and disappointing you are. You - don't deserve my respect. You are not a god, you are just a bad product."

"On one side is your father, and on the other side is the whole world. Think about it, what will you choose?"

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