Become a Homelander and a Marvel superstar

Jessica turned around and saw the man.

He had a British accent, wore a purple suit, and was not bad-looking, but he exuded an... indescribable eeriness.

"I don't know you," Jessica said warily.

"My name is Kilgrave." The man smiled and sat down next to her. "I saw you last night... in the alley. You're special, Jessica."

Jessica sobered up halfway instantly.

"You've been following me?" Her hand tightened around the wine glass.

"No, no, no." Kilgrave raised his hands, feigning innocence. "It was fate. I just happened to be passing by. You...do you think this world is terrible? Do you think nobody understands you?"

This sentence precisely struck Jessica's most vulnerable spot.

She was stunned.

"you……"

"I know." Kilgrave's voice seemed to carry a magical quality, his eyes deepening. "I know your loneliness, Jessica. You don't need to push yourself like this, you don't need to resist."

He leaned closer, whispered a few words in her ear:

"All you need to do is... fall in love with me."

Jessica's pupils dilated instantly, and her clenched fist slowly loosened.

She looked at Kilgrave, her gaze shifting from wariness and anger to... infatuation.

"I……"

"You love me," Kilgrave repeated, savoring her change. "Now, stand up and come with me...that's what you want to do."

"...Yes." Jessica stood up, her eyes vacant, yet carrying a strange sense of happiness. "I...I want to go with you."

Bartender Jack frowned. "Hey, Jessica, are you alright? You don't know this guy!"

Kilgrave glanced back at the bartender and smiled.

"Jack? You think your biggest wish in this life is to jump onto the bar and imitate a chicken's crow for five minutes?"

"...What?"

"Coo...coo coo coo! Coo coo—!!" Bartender Jack suddenly jumped onto the bar counter and started frantically slapping his arms, making a loud chicken-like sound.

The bar was in chaos.

Kilgrave, with his arm around Jessica Jones, walked out the door.

"Look, Jessica." He stroked her hair. "This world is my playground. And you... are my most beautiful toy."

……

Marriott Hotel penthouse suite.

Jessica Jones stood in the center of the room like a puppet.

Her consciousness was trapped in a deep purple cage. She could hear and see, but she couldn't control her body.

This is a fear deeper than death.

"You're so beautiful, Jessica."

Kilgrave loosened his tie and poured two glasses of red wine.

"Do you know how long I've been looking for you? I saw your video of the Battle of New York on Facebook. The way you smashed that alien...it was so captivating!"

He held his wine glass, walked up to Jessica, and admired his "masterpiece".

"They all call that blond bastard 'Homelander,' they call Stark 'Iron Man.' But they're all the Jokers."

"And I," he gently lifted Jessica's chin, "am a god. Jessica, you are my goddess."

He greedily inhaled the fragrance of her hair.

"Now...smile. Give me your sweetest smile."

Jessica's lips parted uncontrollably, revealing a stiff smile.

"Perfect." Kilgrave's breathing quickened. "Now... take off your jacket. You want to do this for me?"

Jessica's hands began to tremble.

Her consciousness was screaming, crying, and resisting.

"No...no...no!!!...Please...let me go..."

But her fingers, still uncontrollably... pulled towards the zipper.

"Yes, that's it..." Kilgrave's face flushed with excitement.

Just then.

"Thump, thump, thump."

Three polite knocks came from the French windows of the balcony.

Kilgrave's excitement was interrupted, and he turned around angrily.

"Who the hell..."

He saw the figure that had been appearing on various screens every day during this period.

"Homelander".

Wu Yanzu was suspended outside the balcony, a perfectly commercial smile on his face, his Stars and Stripes cape fluttering in the night wind.

Damn it, this is the sixtieth floor!

"Good evening." Wu Yanzu punched through the glass and landed inside the room. "Excuse me. I was flying in the sky just now, and I think I heard this lady... say 'no'?"

"It's none of your business! Get out of my way!" Kilgrave's face twisted instantly.

How dare this blond bastard ruin his perfect night?!

"Can't you understand human language?!" Kilgrave pointed at Wu Yanzu and gave Jessica, who was beside him, the cruelest order:

"Jessica! Kill him! Twist his head off his neck!!"

Jessica's gaze instantly shifted from "infatuation" to "killing intent".

"Yes."

She turned abruptly, like an enraged wild beast, and charged at Wu Yanzu, throwing a heavy punch at him.

That punch had enough power to send a truck flying.

"Bang--!"

A muffled thud.

Jessica's fist landed squarely on Wu Yanzu's chest.

Wu Yanzu remained motionless, looked down at the fist in his chest, then looked up at Jessica's struggling face, and gave her an "encouraging" smile. "Not bad, but not enough."

"What are you waiting for?! Kill him!!" Kilgrave screamed frantically from behind.

"Madam, I'm sorry."

Wu Yanzu extended his right hand, making a delicate gesture with his fingers, and lightly touched Jessica's forehead...

"Thump!"

A crisp "flick on the forehead," mixed with a slight sting, instantly vibrated through her forehead and into her brain!

"Buzz—!"

Jessica Jones felt a sudden darkness before her eyes, and Kilgrave's damned voice instantly disappeared from her mind!

She suddenly came to her senses, her body went limp, and she fell backward.

Wu Yanzu reached out and helped her up.

"You..." Jessica gasped for breath, her body covered in cold sweat. She turned around sharply in horror to look at the figure in the purple shirt.

"Kilgrave—!!!!!"

The fear, anger, and humiliation that had been suppressed along the way erupted completely at this moment!

"I'm going to kill you!!" Jessica charged at Kilgrave like an enraged lioness.

"No! No! Jessica! Stop! I order you to stop!!" Kilgrave was so scared that he wet himself and turned to run away.

But his orders had no effect on Jessica, who was "forced to wake up"!

"I command you! Homelander!!" Kilgrave, seeing that Jessica couldn't stop her, turned to Wu Yanzu for help, "Protect me! Quickly! Protect me! Kill her!!"

Wu Yanzu stood there, arms crossed, as if watching a farce.

"Why...why aren't you moving?!" Kilgrave looked at Homelander in horror.

Wu Yanzu picked at his ear.

You're disturbing me.