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Chapter 93 The Death of the Vice-Captain, Xuanse (Bonus Chapter)

Water Group, upscale neighborhood, black apartment building.

The doorbell rang.

Los, dressed in casual home clothes, opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, a woman with dazzling blonde hair rushed into his arms.

"Vice-Captain!"

Starlight embraced him tenderly, pleading, "I'm being hunted by the Vought superhumans sent by the Wise One, and I have nowhere to go! Please save me!"

She raised her pitiful face and said softly, "As long as you save me, I'll do whatever you want me to do, even be a kitten or a puppy!"

Los calmly asked, "Is it okay for my eyes to glow?"

"Of course, as you wish!"

Starlight smiled charmingly and was about to take off her T-shirt when Ross suddenly grabbed her wrist.

Los looked at her and said calmly, "You're not Starlight, are you?"

Starlight was stunned, then pretended not to understand and said, "Of course I'm Starlight. We've been teammates for months, don't you even recognize me?"

Los shook his head and said, "The starlight isn't as intense as yours."

"Vice Captain, you're joking."

Starlight smiled sweetly, and suddenly a dagger slipped from her sleeve. She caught it in her hand and forcefully plunged it into Los's heart!

Los stood motionless.

Starlight was quickly stunned, staring blankly at the sharp dagger tip resting on her thin casual clothes.

Her wrist ached from the impact, feeling as if it were stuck in a steel plate that had been hammered and forged countless times!

Isn't this guy an ordinary person?

Even though he wasn't wearing that black metallic battle suit, why is his body's muscle defense so strong?

Los said softly, "You were sent by the Wise Ones, weren't you? You were also the superhuman who killed the former president. Your ability is to replicate other people's appearance and some of their memories."

The shapeshifter panicked, feeling completely exposed in the other's eyes, with all its secrets laid bare.

Something's off about this guy!

Read the other person's memories to see what gives them their confidence.

Thinking this, the shapeshifter had already touched Los's body and instantly completed the replication of his appearance, but she could not perceive his inner memories.

The other person's memory was a complete blank, as if there were two giant walls separating their cognition.

Before the shapeshifter could react, he found that the dagger in his hand was gone, and instead it was stuck in his heart.

With a gentle push, Los pinned the shapeshifter, who had transformed into his own appearance, to the living room wall.

The shapeshifter stared wide-eyed, dying with its eyes wide open, blood flowing down the ground.

Los looked at the young man hanging on the wall as if he were killing himself.

Just as he was thinking about how to escape, the wise man gave him a suggestion.

"From today onwards, there will be no more Vice Captain Xuanse."

Los glanced around the apartment. After several months as the Black-Clad, this identity ended today.

With the little time left, he could also focus on going to outer space to bask in the golden sunlight.

"Xuan Se, you must be at the Wotech Group headquarters today! This is an order!"

"No, no, it should be said this way."

Patriot stood alone in the CEO's office, talking to himself.

He puffed out his chest, hands on hips, and declared confidently, "Loss, did you watch TV today? I did it! I'm in the White House! What adjustments do you think are needed?"

"No, no, how about we just leave it at that?"

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Homelander shook his tense face, subconsciously patted the shoulder of the chair, and forced a gentle smile: "I heard you were sick. Take good care of yourself. I'll wait for you to come back."

Clang!

The door suddenly opened, and Homelander was about to erupt in fury when he saw that the person who came in was his son, Ryan.

"Father."

Compared to a month ago, Ryan had grown noticeably taller, and he said with anticipation, "Could you take me to see the Godfather? I haven't seen him in a long time."

"certainly."

Homelander shrugged and immediately said gently, "We can visit him together and have dinner."

He walked out of the president's office with his son Ryan, chatting and laughing.

Just then, Ashley rushed to the door in a panic, scattering the documents she was holding all over the floor.

"Calm down, Ashley, the sky isn't falling."

Homelander, in a good mood, unusually refrained from getting angry with Ashley.

Ashley looked at Homelander in alarm, then at Ryan.

She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

At this moment, the wise man also walked out of the vice president's office and said in a deep voice, "Homelander, just now, the vice captain, Xuanse, he—"

The next moment, the cheerful smile on the face of the man from the motherland froze instantly.

God, collapsed.

America's cape flutters.

The man from the motherland fell from the sky and saw the black apartment building in front of him engulfed in flames, the tragic fire reaching the sky.

At the scene, Water staff in protective suits were carrying out a tall body covered with a white sheet.

With X-ray vision, we might be able to confirm it immediately.

But the people of the motherland hesitated.

He walked forward step by step, very slowly, each step heavy as if pressing down on a small mountain.

The man from the motherland reached out and lifted the white cloth off the stretcher.

Looking at the young, handsome face beneath the white sheet, he pursed his lips tightly, suddenly recalling their first meeting: "Trust me, Mr. John, we're here to save the plane. You will become a god among men, your patriotism rivaling that of the gods!"

Inside the bar, the young man gesticulated wildly, earnestly declaring, "We'll become monsters together, we'll become gods together! We won't be alone!"

From the family gathering over the campfire, the voices of the younger generation still echo: "Mr. John, it doesn't matter, we're the strongest."

As he destroyed the Childhood Research Institute, Los asked him, "Are you satisfied at this moment, Mr. John?"

The people of the motherland clenched their fists in anger and confusion.

Did he feel satisfied after reaching the White House?

Not at all, but rather even more lonely and desolate.

"Vice-Captain!"

The locomotive was very fast, far exceeding the speed of Shockwave, and arrived at the stretcher second.

He clutched his burning chest, staring at the young man's corpse on the stretcher, his eyes bulging with rage, roaring, "Who did this? Who on earth did this?!"

A car stopped.

The wise man led Ryan out of the car, and the other members of the Seven, including Quake and Firecracker, also arrived at the scene.

The locomotive's furious growl still echoed above the burning apartment: "Find the killer! I'm going to kill him!"

"godfather!"

Ryan immediately rushed forward, and the wise man reached out to grab him, but found that he couldn't hold him at all; the other party's strength was terrifying!

Zhenbo Xia looked at the corpse, smacked his lips, and didn't seem to care.

The firecracker girl, suppressing a laugh, stepped forward and comforted the captain, saying, "Captain, he's just an ordinary person. You're practically a god!"

The homelander also tried to convince himself.

Yes, he's just an ordinary person, the kind of ordinary person I despise the most.

Vulnerability and incompetence are merely tools.

God doesn't care —

Before the woman with the firecrackers could finish speaking, a hand wearing a red glove grabbed her neck and lifted her up.

Homelander gripped the girl's neck with one hand, nearly crushing her cervical vertebrae, and said in a low voice, "He has a name, Los! Your vice-captain! Ryan's godfather!!"

Homelander took one last look at the young man's body, his heart empty, as if something was missing.

He suddenly understood.

Perhaps no one in this world will ever understand me like this again.

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