He used superhuman strength to conquer all of American comics!

"Where has your lead gone so far?"

The second-generation Black Los asked the locomotive.

"clue?"

The train engine frowned and said, "I got a picture of one of them from the security camera footage at my girlfriend's house."

He pulled a photograph out of his specially made blue battle suit.

The photo shows a lean and capable white man in his thirties with a full beard.

Los recognized him at a glance.

That's none other than French, the one who provides weapons support to The Boys.

Los asked curiously, "You're not planning to take this picture with you and search for people all over the place at super speed, are you?"

"Or what?" the locomotive raised an eyebrow and asked confidently.

Los was speechless.

Is this the Seven?

Because of their superpowers, they solve problems by first considering their abilities and never using their brains.

As the new enigma, Los pointed out, "Now that they've obtained information about Compound V from your girlfriend, where do you think they'll go next?"

The locomotive froze, as if a flash of inspiration had struck him, and blurted out:

"The Triads!"

The Triads are global criminal organizations, similar in nature to the Mafia or drug cartels, involved in human trafficking, illegal gambling, money laundering, and more.

Due to Homelander's covert arrangements, the locomotive was originally intended to transport Compound V to the Triads, and it also killed a black woman en route.

"Oh right, they must have gone to the Triads! I'm going over there first!"

Before the locomotive could finish speaking, and without consulting Los at all, it suddenly accelerated and disappeared into the road in the blink of an eye.

He had ulterior motives; by going to the Triads first, he could also snag some of the Compound V shipment!

Los watched the locomotive hurriedly depart, then calmly activated the network built into his suit and sent a message.

Now that [Second Generation Black] of the Super Seven has been strengthened, it's time to strengthen [Hacker Iron Man].

Only through give and take can checks and balances be maintained.

the other side.

The basement of a grocery store in New York City was also a hideout for the Triads.

The members of the Boys—Butcher, Breast Milk, French, and the newly joined Hughie—broke into the room armed with guns.

The butcher, wielding a rifle, shot and killed several criminals.

Hughie pulled two vials of a dark blue injectable liquid from a shelf in the grocery store.

"This is it!"

Everyone's eyes lit up.

Finally, we've touched the core of the Vought Corporation: the secret of the existence of superhumans!

But at this moment...

Marvin felt his phone vibrate in his pocket as he breastfed.

He took out his phone to check, and his expression quickly changed.

With a stern face, the mother said in a deep voice, "Everyone, we must leave here immediately!"

Why?

The butcher and his men looked at the breast milk in surprise; according to their calculations, the local police wouldn't arrive so quickly.

Breastfeeding showed me a message on her phone, saying quickly, "It's a warning message from Iron Man. He said we have to leave the Triad hideout immediately. The train will arrive here in four and a half minutes!"

"Iron Man?"

"That top-tier hacker?"

The members of the Boys were all taken aback.

Although the hacker Iron Man stated that he would not join The Boys, this potential ally has provided important intelligence on several occasions and has also passed the Butcher's test.

The Butcher frowned, looking at the breast with a serious expression. "You told Iron Man about our plan to attack the Triads?"

"Absolutely not."

Breast milk immediately shook its head and replied, "I just told him that we are investigating compound five and asked for his support."

"Then how did he know we were in the Triads, and how many minutes it would take for the train to arrive?"

Hughie gasped, looked around, and felt a chill run down his spine; the thought was terrifying.

Could it be...?

At this very moment, are they also being secretly watched by the other side?

The butcher thought quickly and immediately made a decision: "No matter what, we've got the goods. Let's get out of here right now!"

"Wait a moment!"

French pushed open a closed door to the underground grocery store and exclaimed, "There's an Asian girl being held in here!"

The butcher and his men immediately went forward to investigate.

In the dimly lit room, a ragged girl was lying on the floor, her hands and feet bound by chains.

With disheveled hair and a face covered in grime, his features were obscured, but it was difficult to discern his exact appearance; one could only vaguely identify him as Asian.

The butcher pondered, "They're probably girls trafficked from Asia by the Triads, one of their commodities."

French suggested, "Shall we let her go?"

"It's too late!"

Without any hesitation, the butcher shook his head decisively, "Don't waste time doing anything unnecessary. The local police will handle it!"

The Boys are not a righteous organization; they are an anti-hero team.

Under the butcher's cold-blooded orders, Breast Milk and Hughie immediately left with Compound V.

French took one last look at the girl.

He sighed and left the scene with the others.

A few minutes later.

A male figure wearing goggles and a blue, tight-fitting combat suit suddenly appeared in front of the general store.

The locomotive, staring angrily at the ransacked Triad hideout inside the shop, stomped its foot and sped away, disappearing from sight.

Meanwhile, 300 meters away.

The butcher and his men hid on the balcony of a residential building, watching the locomotive appear and disappear rapidly.

Hughie couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "The intelligence was true, the locomotive really did come!"

The mother let out a soft hum and exclaimed excitedly, "I told you, Iron Man is trustworthy! He's the best hacker I've ever met, bar none!"

French glanced down at his phone, utterly astonished. "Not only did they find out where we were, but they even pinpointed the exact time the train engine appeared! Is this still hacking? Artificial intelligence can't be this good!"

The butcher squinted.

He had indeed underestimated that hacker, Iron Man; if the other party had been their enemy, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

The butcher quickly thought it over and made a decision.

He said, "Breast milk. Ask Iron Man for an address and send him one of the vials of compound number five that we just obtained. Ask him to help with the research."

"The Butcher?" Hughie and French were both stunned.

These two vials of compound five were obtained with great difficulty, risking their lives, and now they're just going to give away half of them like this?

"Iron Man, he's not an outsider."

The butcher said in a deep voice, "If it weren't for their intelligence, we might have been intercepted by the locomotive. They would have been entitled to the spoils of war."

He decided to actively recruit the hacker Iron Man and bring him over to work for them!

"Yes!" the mother replied in one gulp.

He is now a complete fan of the hacker Iron Man; only the most professional people can truly understand how amazing Iron Man is.

As the two sides engage in a game of strategy,

The second-generation Black Los slowly walked into the Triad hideout, as relaxed as if he were strolling down a pedestrian street.

Passing by a pile of corpses and a chaotic scene, I pushed open the door and entered the innermost room, where I saw an Asian girl chained up.

He squatted down and asked with a soft laugh:

"Young girl, do you yearn for freedom?"