Rampaging through American comics, people in my motherland don't eat beef.

The scene became eerily quiet for a moment, with everyone staring at Gray as if they had seen a ghost.

This is probably the first time I've met a madman like him who would kill even bystanders over a minor argument.

It's only natural to freeze in place.

After all, trying to understand the madness of one's own people using the logic of ordinary people is itself an extremely crazy thing.

Forcing yourself to think will only overload your brain, causing it to temporarily shut down, but that's not a big problem; it will be fine once it restarts.

"Wow! This guy is so cool! Eddie, compared to him you're like a Chihuahua! I regret it, why did I have to follow a loser like you and eat noodles every day? He's my destined host!" Venom suddenly became excited and roared in Eddie's mind.

"Yeah, I'm useless. If you think he's good, then go follow him. I don't care about you!" Eddie thought sourly.

"Forget it. You're so pitiful. Without my help, you'll probably never change Luther's fate." Venom shook his head.

"I knew you wouldn't abandon me, Venom. You're just a sharp-tongued person. Actually, I'm still the one you love the most, right?" Eddie said, somewhat touched.

"If thinking like this makes you feel better... well, Eddie, you're right." Venom, of course, wouldn't say that Gray gave it an extremely dangerous feeling, and that unauthorized symbiosis might result in it being trampled to death.

If anyone present could understand Homelander, it would be Venom. Venom occasionally creates quite a few gruesome situations, causing Eddie a lot of trouble.

For powerful individuals, the human body is far too fragile. If they act in anger, they certainly won't consciously control their strength; they'll do whatever feels good.

Such results often lead to bloody scenes that are hard to understand, but little do people know that when humans swat mosquitoes, the mosquitoes die even more tragically.

In Venom's eyes, Grey is a kind person. If it were Venom, it wouldn't have finished off the mosquito and would have let the annoying mosquito die in agony.

At this moment, the kind-hearted are facing the questioning of the Virgin Mary.

"Listen, not all mutants are bad. Many of them are just being manipulated by Magneto. I know you're angry that Jessica was injured, but you can't go this far. We should give them a chance to redeem themselves."

The above is a statement by Our Lady of Gwen.

Uncle Gray scratched his head in confusion, thinking: Jessica isn't dead, why am I angry?

"snort."

Seeing Gray looking at her, Jessica snorted coldly, not giving him a kind look at all, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly, revealing the sweetness in her heart that she couldn't hide.

Although Gray had done all sorts of horrible things, in terms of his actions, his girlfriend did indeed feel a deep-seated, hidden affection.

Girls love sweet words and even more so, they love the thoughtful little details in life. Once they realize their boyfriend's good intentions, they can be moved to tears.

"There were 200 million people watching online just now, and now there are only 20 left... I admit, Spider-Woman fighting is indeed interesting, but without her, you still have me! Damn a bunch of perverts, you really have no patience at all." Eddie was on the verge of tears.

Because Gray killed without reason, he terrified the mutants around him. In an instant, some died and others scattered, including Gwen and Jessica's opponents, who all ran away without a trace.

"No, I have to find a way to salvage this. I heard the Black Widow of the Women's Federation is in Washington. Maybe I can get some traffic from her..." Eddie held his phone with trembling hands. His dream of getting rich was instantly shattered by Gray.

On the other side, after the two women finished fighting, they began to discuss serious matters with the rescue of the hostages as their main focus.

Gwen spoke rapidly as she walked: "I just received inside information that the military has urgently deployed several special forces units, preparing to gradually close the encirclement from the outside to rescue the scattered and trapped civilians. We are highly mobile and can cooperate with the military's operations, specifically targeting mutants with special abilities and difficult-to-deal-with, thus relieving the military's pressure."

She took out her phone, opened a map, and continued, "There are still nearly 300,000 residents trapped in Washington, D.C., mainly concentrated in the National Mall, Pennsylvania Avenue, and the Capitol... these are open areas. But the problem is, there are also quite a few mutants guarding them."

Jessica, who was standing nearby, suddenly had a bright idea: "Perhaps we can split up! You and I can harass the mutants on the outside, disrupt their plans, and draw their attention. Gray is strong enough to easily break through the defenses and infiltrate the mutants' stronghold."

"Gwen, do you remember Black Widow, the Avengers member we met before? She seemed to be planning to rescue Hawkeye and Captain America who were trapped... If they succeeded, the three of them, plus Grey, would be perfectly capable of bringing the President out as well."

Gwen clapped her hands excitedly and said, "That's right! If the president is successfully rescued, the military will definitely not be so hesitant anymore. Those ordinary mutants simply can't fight the regular army head-on! At that time, how will they have the spare capacity to control the hostages? Jessica, your plan is absolutely brilliant! I wholeheartedly support it! Time is of the essence, let's get started immediately!"

"Uh-huh."

Jessica nodded vigorously, her eyes shining with eager anticipation, discovering for the first time how exceptional her intelligence truly was.

But in an instant, her smile vanished, and she turned her head anxiously to look around, her breathing rapid as she said, "Where is that guy? Where did he run off to again!"

Gwen looked equally bewildered, glancing at both sides of the street: "I don't know, they were just here a moment ago..."

"Save the president? You're insane!"

Gray grumbled and led Eddie away from Gwen and Jessica, worried about being infected by the two mentally challenged women.

In other words, the time and place are not suitable for messing around, otherwise, I would have to beat them to a pulp and make these shameless saints realize how unbearable the consequences are of using morality to kidnap a member of their own country.

When Gray is handling serious matters, he generally doesn't like to get involved in romantic relationships. His trip to Washington this time is to protect Magneto and ensure that the bad things in Wakanda can proceed smoothly.

So Magneto will have to hold out for at least three days before he considers whether to casually kill this old geezer to please his little darlings.

Leading Eddie to a secluded, dark corner, Gray said earnestly, "Eddie, I like you."

hiss--!

Eddie gasped and asked, "What do you mean?"

Gray said, "Because your reporting is truthful, honest, and inspiring, I can feel your respect for the facts in every word you write."

"Oh, so that's what you mean by liking someone? You startled me..." Eddie breathed a sigh of relief and asked, puzzled, "You've been following my news reports?"

"certainly!"

Gray nodded vigorously, his eyes revealing admiration: "Eddie, I've seen too many unscrupulous reporters, but none of them are like you, always sticking to your principles and never publishing fake news. Every word you say is filled with sincere feelings that come from the bottom of your heart."

Just a few days ago, you posted that comment about Patriots. While everyone else was blindly following the crowd and mindlessly attacking Patriots, only you bravely stood up and used your insightful eyes to see through the truth! You were absolutely right, Patriots are the real heroes!

Eddie's heart skipped a beat as memories began to assault his brain.

He remembered!

Some time ago, in order to attract attention, he shamelessly cobbled together a piece of garbage from the internet that he had never even read, praising the Chinese people without any bottom line, which successfully earned him 100,000 haters.

"Grey, are you Homelander?" Eddie gradually realized what was going on. Although he had never seen Homelander in person, his keen intuition honed over years as a journalist, along with Grey's severe neuroticism, had already revealed the answer.

Gray's lips curled into a wry smile, a hint of exasperation at his secret being exposed. "As expected of you, Eddie, my number one fan. Don't worry, there will be an autograph!"

"..."