American comics: From the black robes to becoming the ultimate Doomsday

These are his cartoon friends.

Since losing a piece of my brain, I've gained a whole group of friends.

Encouraged, Xuanse was greatly encouraged. Dragging his battered body, he rolled away into the distance, and in the process, he pulled out a throwing knife from his pocket and flew straight towards Pei Yuan's head.

A crisp metallic clang rang out.

Pei Yuan flicked his wrist, deflecting the throwing knives, and walked straight toward the black ground.

His cartoon friends kept encouraging him, so Xuan Se kept throwing knives. When he suddenly reached for his waist, the knives were gone.

He had thrown all his knives, yet his opponent remained unharmed. He had only ever seen such defensive power from Homelander, Queen Maeve.

Before he could respond, the helmet on his dark face was suddenly ripped off.

Beneath the helmet was a face covered in twisted scars and dark skin.

On one side of the dark-colored head was an extremely gruesome wound, and the scarred area was slightly sunken due to the loss of part of the brain.

That was in 1984, during Operation Chagan, which was led by Mallory.

From then on, he lost half of his brain and gained a bunch of cartoon friends.

"Help me, help me..." Xuanse looked at his cartoon friend.

However, his cartoon friends couldn't save him. The Asian youth in front of him stuffed a handful of nuts into his mouth and then stomped on the other half of his brain.

Seeing that Xuanse was no longer moving, Pei Yuan disgustedly wiped his feet on the carpet, then took out his phone and made a call to Butcher on the other end.

"Hey buddy, what good news are you here to tell me? I happen to have some juicy news to share with you too!"

Having just experienced a crushing defeat while wielding a laser-eyed baby as a weapon, Butcher was in high spirits.

The breast milk and Frenchman beside them excitedly collected compound number five.

Before Pei Yuan could speak, Butcher continued, "I've discovered something. You superhumans are probably not chosen ones, but rather products of the Vought drug..."

“Oh…” Pei Yuan said, “I killed Xuan Se. You guys handle the body from apartment number 23 in French.”

Pei Yuan hung up the phone and heard the message from Butcher on the other end.

It seems the Black Robe team has traced the origins of Vought's creation of superheroes, but what does this have to do with him?

Butcher, on the other end, was somewhat bewildered by the other party's cold reply.

"What did he say?" The breast milk was carefully stored away from the blue compound No. 5.

"He replied with an 'oh'." Butcher put his phone away, shook his head, and seemed surprised.

Isn't this news explosive enough for a superhuman who has been instilled with the idea of ​​being the chosen one since childhood?

The mother was equally puzzled: "Such a matter concerning himself, how could he not react at all to such news? Doesn't he have any doubts about himself?"

Butcher was also puzzled; the other party's reaction seemed far too calm.

Then he suddenly remembered what the other person had said and looked at Frenchman, saying, "Dude, that Asian kid told me that the black body was left in your apartment number 23."

French cursed, "Damn it, that guy doesn't clean up the mess. It's not like I'm using his toilet paper. He even left a corpse on my turf!"

Upon hearing this news, the breast milk maker was stunned. "Oh, this is truly, truly shocking news."

Xuanse is a character who cannot speak and has a very low presence in the Super Seven, but no one can deny that when this guy steps in, he is the one who can wipe them out.

However, after discovering the true nature of the Vought Group, this behemoth, the surprise at hearing that a black breast milk had died did not last long.

"This Asian kid always manages to surprise people, but how strong do you think he really is? Can he beat Homelander?"

Remembering that this guy had once fought against the locomotive, Mother murmured, "The current Homelander is Vought Corporation's top combat force."

“That’s obviously not enough, but it’s clear right now that we need to deal with that black-clad corpse properly, or we’ll be in big trouble.”

As the group walked out of the hospital, Butcher, who had gotten into the car, grinned at his teammates and started the car.

Not long after getting on the bus, the breast milk also received a phone call. After hanging up, she looked at Butcher.

“A friend just sent me an email with a list of patients at the Sage's Forest Center. Guess what he found? He discovered that most of the mental patients transferred there are now orphans with no social connections.”

“Obviously, this is problematic. Well, it seems we have another piece of great news to share,” Butcher grinned.

The Black Robe Group's mission seems to have made such a breakthrough as it has today.

As long as the investigation continues, it will be possible to confirm that the Vought Group is secretly shipping Compound V to the world through various channels to create superhumans.

An unprecedented and explosive case.

Such a behemoth will inevitably collapse in their hands.

"Let's see what kind of shady business Walter is up to in the mental hospital besides Mercy Hospital."

Chapter 32 [So, he's mentally ill?]

The group in black robes left Mercy Hospital and rushed back to French's safe house.

The Super Seven's Blackie died in his house; this is a huge hot potato that needs to be dealt with as soon as possible.

Because of their previous experience dealing with superhumans and invisible people, the group handled the situation smoothly and finished in a short time.

Then, through Butcher's methods, a more secluded house was found. French's identity was exposed, and with Xuan's death, his safe houses were no longer safe.

"I don't understand how my identity was exposed?"

Inside the newly found safe house, French helped move the documents, still somewhat bewildered by his exposure.

French placed a document on the table and looked at the people in the room. "Do you think it's possible that the Asian kid leaked my identity? I've never been able to figure that guy out."

Breast milk shook her head. "It's unlikely. According to what we said before, that invisible man was killed by that Asian guy himself. In the end, he's also the number one enemy of the Vought Group. Exposing you would easily implicate him. I think that given his abilities, he obviously wouldn't need to get rid of you."

French thought about it and then gave up on the guess.

The breast milk analogy makes sense.

From the beginning until now, two members of the Super Seven in the Vought Group have already been taken down by that mysterious Asian kid.

If the Water Group knew their identities, they would probably target that Asian kid first.

There is no use in thinking too much.

French continued moving documents, and when he saw the documents that the mother had just brought over, he casually opened them and flipped through them.

However, after looking through them, he was drawn to one of the photos.

This is information I just received, and then printed out by breastfeeding mothers, about the mental hospital in the center of the Sage's Grove.

This stack contains all the records of patient transfers from various mental hospitals in Pennsylvania over the past few years.

However, none of this shocked French. What truly stunned him was that he seemed to see a very familiar face in the documents.

An Asian youth on a page of information.

"Butcher, don't you think this guy looks a lot like that Asian kid who killed the black guy?"

Butcher sat on the sofa, examining the blue liquid in a test tube in his hand, pondering how to deal with the Vought Group and the Homelanders, who had almost no weaknesses.

He believes his wife was raped and murdered by Homelander eight years ago because she had been in a small room with Homelander for a while and then disappeared.

Seeing French move, Butcher also put down the test tube and came over, taking the page of information from French's hand, and fell into deep thought without saying a word for a long time.

The page contained information about an Asian man, including his home address, and in the upper right corner, there was a photo of an Asian youth.

The man in the photo was clearly the Asian guy they had had a lot of contact with before.

The figure in the photo looked exactly like Pei Yuan, except that Pei Yuan looked healthier, with thicker hair and more energy. Apart from that, there was no difference.

The commotion caused by French and Butcher also attracted the attention of the mother who was carrying the materials.

"What's wrong? What did you find?"

Butcher glanced back at him. "I think we might have a remarkable... ally?"

While speaking, she handed over the patient's information. The mother took it and looked at it, and her head felt dizzy.

"Oh damn, you're not trying to tell me that the Asian kid we've been in contact with is a fucking psychopath, are you?!"

“A mentally ill person, and a mentally ill person with powerful superpowers.” Breast Milk looked at Frenchie, then at Butcher. “I have to say, we are really lucky that we didn’t die.”

An ordinary person with superpowers is a ticking time bomb that could explode at any moment, let alone a mentally ill person with superpowers.

"Butcher, I think we shouldn't contact him anymore, or we might not even know how we died."

The mother's tone was somewhat somber. Although she thought the Asian man was a good helper, she really didn't want to have too much contact with a mentally ill person.

French chimed in, "Although I don't like this guy, I think Breast Milk is right this time. I don't want to end up collecting my own corpse next time I'm collecting the bodies of other superhumans."

Seeing the two looking dejected, Butcher shrugged and said:

"Hey buddy, you're giving up already? Don't you guys think this is an opportunity?"

"Don't you want to know what that damn Walter did in that mental hospital? This is a golden opportunity, with living evidence right in front of you, are you going to give it up?"

The mother remained silent: "He's mentally ill, an uncontrollable mental illness!"

"The question is, have you ever seen him act abnormally? Have you ever seen him go crazy?"

If you ask me, perhaps Walter also injected him with Compound V; otherwise, there's no way to explain the abilities of that Beast Woman and this kid. Maybe Compound V even cured his mental illness.”

“You don’t want to lose this lead, do you? We can have a good talk with him.”