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Chapter 398
Chapter 398: How Insidious Charles Is, Hiding So Deeply!
Thinking of the impending explosive growth in his newspaper's sales, Camille couldn't help but grin, a smile harder to suppress than an AK's recoil.
"No, absolutely cannot laugh in this situation. If anyone sees I'm in league with Butcher and them, I'm finished." For a moment, Camille dredged up every sad memory he had and replayed them in his mind.
"Are there still reporters like this in society today? Is he really not afraid of death?"
To onlookers, Camille's face was flushed, his lips tightly pressed, looking at the Mutants in the air with a look of defiance as if facing death.
"How dare he?" Some reporters were infected by the boldness Camille displayed, gritting their teeth and about to stand up. However, when they saw the corpses on the ground, resembling charcoal, the courage they had finally mustered burst like a balloon pricked by a needle, completely deflated.
Forget it, being a coward is better.
So, having just stood up, they immediately crouched back down, covering their heads with their hands.
"Butcher! Let's see where you run this time!"
A thunderous roar, like a clap of thunder exploding in the sky, echoed out. Immediately after, a man with a muscular body and angry, bright eyes appeared in everyone's field of vision. The man wore a dark blue suit, with red gloves and boots. Additionally, he wore a star-spangled cape behind him, resembling the American flag.
Putting aside everything else for a moment, just this attire was enough to make everyone's eyes light up.
If they didn't know that the US Government harbored extreme hostility against Mutants, the reporters on the scene would definitely have thought that the man who suddenly appeared before them was a secret weapon cultivated by the US Government.
"It's you again, you lingering guy." Xia Shang, with a gloomy expression, looked at the flying Homelander and said in a deep voice.
Since he was acting, he had to see the play through.
"I said I'd give you five minutes. Time's up now. Where is Mystique?" He looked at Nixon and the others, the Fireball in his hand poised to strike.
"What the hell, who am I supposed to ask?" Nixon cursed inwardly. However, he also knew that the other party wouldn't kill him, and the moment he saw Homelander, his previous idea suddenly clicked.
If he wasn't mistaken, that Mutant named Homelander should also be Charles's man. They were deliberately standing on opposing sides to build Homelander's identity as a hero.
Thinking this, Nixon immediately understood why the other party wanted to create a Superhero Group. They must want to change the public's view of Mutants through the Superhero Group, thereby gradually expanding their influence, and ultimately, using public opinion to erode the US Government, or even control the US Government from behind the scenes.
Nixon's heart skipped a beat, and his scalp tingled.
"How insidious Charles is, hiding so deep."
He took a deep breath, trying to calm his feelings. Just as he looked up, preparing to respond, he saw a Fireball rushing towards him!
"What the hell?" Nixon was completely bewildered. What was going on? Did the other party really want to kill him? Although he knew it was impossible for the other party to do that, Nixon still couldn't suppress his instinct for survival and turned to flee behind him.
At the same time, everyone on the scene simultaneously widened their eyes. Good heavens! The other party was indeed a lunatic, daring to even kill the President!
In the nick of time, a tall and imposing figure suddenly appeared in front of Nixon and used his body to withstand the incoming Fireball.
Boom! The Fireball, whose power was no less than a C4 explosion, slammed into Homelander's chest. Just when everyone thought Homelander would be injured, they discovered that the part of Homelander struck by the Fireball was actually unscathed!
"Holy crap! There's another expert?!"
They couldn't help but open their mouths wide, their eyes filled with deep horror. However, Camille's reaction next to them was different. His heart was incredibly excited, and he frantically pressed the camera's shutter button.
At this moment, he had already thought of the headline for tomorrow's newspaper.
[White House About To Fall! Homelander Actually Blocks a Fatal Blow for the President!]
Seeing someone block the attack for him, Nixon immediately stopped moving, thinking inwardly, "They are indeed in league. Otherwise, they wouldn't have such tacit cooperation."
Although he knew the other party wouldn't kill him, Nixon was still scared into a cold sweat, and even his legs felt weak.
"You saved Nixon, but I don't believe you can save everyone."
Xia Shang tried his best to portray the demeanor and tone a villain should have. In this regard, he had gained considerable experience, as he himself wasn't a good person to begin with.
"Even if I sacrifice myself, I will stop your evil deeds." Homelander's muscles were tense, his lines distinct. His gaze was firm and powerful, as if containing a strong conviction. "I will protect my... American citizens and ensure their personal safety is not threatened."
Xia Shang, controlling Homelander, almost said 'I will protect my United States'. Fortunately, he reacted in time and covered it up.
"I can actually hear words like that from a Mutant..." The faces of everyone on the scene, whether reporters, government officials, or military generals, showed expressions of disbelief.
To be honest, their view of the Mutant group had changed somewhat. However, this still didn't dispel their determination to destroy Mutants at all costs.
"Perhaps in the future, we should use softer means to deal with Mutants, such as recruiting a group of Mutants to deal with other Mutants. At least we can't let something like today happen again." One of the generals, after seeing Homelander, frowned and pondered silently.
Compared to some powerful Mutants, human firearms are difficult to use, unless weapons with strong lethality and wide range, such as missiles or nuclear bombs, are used. But once Mutants appear in densely populated cities, it's impossible to use those weapons to kill them.
Moreover, Mutants like Billy and Homelander even possess flight speed comparable to the speed of sound. Trying to hit them with missiles is as difficult as reaching the heavens.
"Currently, the only ones who can deal with Mutants are Mutants."
Originally, Stryker's Weapon X Program was specifically designed by the US Military to target Mutants. However, the group of Mutants under Stryker were simply not capable enough. Six were sent to Washington, and four died, making them completely useless.
Buzz! Buzz!! At this moment, a sudden noise, similar to a lawnmower running, sounded in everyone's ears.
Looking around, it turned out to be a military helicopter flying from a distance.
"The person I want has arrived. I'll play with you again when I have a chance next time." Xia Shang sneered coldly, his figure instantly disappearing from the spot.
When he reappeared, he was already below the helicopter.
Without a word, Xia Shang directly used Psychic Power to tear open the helicopter's cabin door. With a bang, the metal cabin door on the side of the fuselage instantly dented inwards, and then was seemingly torn off by brute strength and thrown into the air.
(End of Chapter)
Thinking of the impending explosive growth in his newspaper's sales, Camille couldn't help but grin, a smile harder to suppress than an AK's recoil.
"No, absolutely cannot laugh in this situation. If anyone sees I'm in league with Butcher and them, I'm finished." For a moment, Camille dredged up every sad memory he had and replayed them in his mind.
"Are there still reporters like this in society today? Is he really not afraid of death?"
To onlookers, Camille's face was flushed, his lips tightly pressed, looking at the Mutants in the air with a look of defiance as if facing death.
"How dare he?" Some reporters were infected by the boldness Camille displayed, gritting their teeth and about to stand up. However, when they saw the corpses on the ground, resembling charcoal, the courage they had finally mustered burst like a balloon pricked by a needle, completely deflated.
Forget it, being a coward is better.
So, having just stood up, they immediately crouched back down, covering their heads with their hands.
"Butcher! Let's see where you run this time!"
A thunderous roar, like a clap of thunder exploding in the sky, echoed out. Immediately after, a man with a muscular body and angry, bright eyes appeared in everyone's field of vision. The man wore a dark blue suit, with red gloves and boots. Additionally, he wore a star-spangled cape behind him, resembling the American flag.
Putting aside everything else for a moment, just this attire was enough to make everyone's eyes light up.
If they didn't know that the US Government harbored extreme hostility against Mutants, the reporters on the scene would definitely have thought that the man who suddenly appeared before them was a secret weapon cultivated by the US Government.
"It's you again, you lingering guy." Xia Shang, with a gloomy expression, looked at the flying Homelander and said in a deep voice.
Since he was acting, he had to see the play through.
"I said I'd give you five minutes. Time's up now. Where is Mystique?" He looked at Nixon and the others, the Fireball in his hand poised to strike.
"What the hell, who am I supposed to ask?" Nixon cursed inwardly. However, he also knew that the other party wouldn't kill him, and the moment he saw Homelander, his previous idea suddenly clicked.
If he wasn't mistaken, that Mutant named Homelander should also be Charles's man. They were deliberately standing on opposing sides to build Homelander's identity as a hero.
Thinking this, Nixon immediately understood why the other party wanted to create a Superhero Group. They must want to change the public's view of Mutants through the Superhero Group, thereby gradually expanding their influence, and ultimately, using public opinion to erode the US Government, or even control the US Government from behind the scenes.
Nixon's heart skipped a beat, and his scalp tingled.
"How insidious Charles is, hiding so deep."
He took a deep breath, trying to calm his feelings. Just as he looked up, preparing to respond, he saw a Fireball rushing towards him!
"What the hell?" Nixon was completely bewildered. What was going on? Did the other party really want to kill him? Although he knew it was impossible for the other party to do that, Nixon still couldn't suppress his instinct for survival and turned to flee behind him.
At the same time, everyone on the scene simultaneously widened their eyes. Good heavens! The other party was indeed a lunatic, daring to even kill the President!
In the nick of time, a tall and imposing figure suddenly appeared in front of Nixon and used his body to withstand the incoming Fireball.
Boom! The Fireball, whose power was no less than a C4 explosion, slammed into Homelander's chest. Just when everyone thought Homelander would be injured, they discovered that the part of Homelander struck by the Fireball was actually unscathed!
"Holy crap! There's another expert?!"
They couldn't help but open their mouths wide, their eyes filled with deep horror. However, Camille's reaction next to them was different. His heart was incredibly excited, and he frantically pressed the camera's shutter button.
At this moment, he had already thought of the headline for tomorrow's newspaper.
[White House About To Fall! Homelander Actually Blocks a Fatal Blow for the President!]
Seeing someone block the attack for him, Nixon immediately stopped moving, thinking inwardly, "They are indeed in league. Otherwise, they wouldn't have such tacit cooperation."
Although he knew the other party wouldn't kill him, Nixon was still scared into a cold sweat, and even his legs felt weak.
"You saved Nixon, but I don't believe you can save everyone."
Xia Shang tried his best to portray the demeanor and tone a villain should have. In this regard, he had gained considerable experience, as he himself wasn't a good person to begin with.
"Even if I sacrifice myself, I will stop your evil deeds." Homelander's muscles were tense, his lines distinct. His gaze was firm and powerful, as if containing a strong conviction. "I will protect my... American citizens and ensure their personal safety is not threatened."
Xia Shang, controlling Homelander, almost said 'I will protect my United States'. Fortunately, he reacted in time and covered it up.
"I can actually hear words like that from a Mutant..." The faces of everyone on the scene, whether reporters, government officials, or military generals, showed expressions of disbelief.
To be honest, their view of the Mutant group had changed somewhat. However, this still didn't dispel their determination to destroy Mutants at all costs.
"Perhaps in the future, we should use softer means to deal with Mutants, such as recruiting a group of Mutants to deal with other Mutants. At least we can't let something like today happen again." One of the generals, after seeing Homelander, frowned and pondered silently.
Compared to some powerful Mutants, human firearms are difficult to use, unless weapons with strong lethality and wide range, such as missiles or nuclear bombs, are used. But once Mutants appear in densely populated cities, it's impossible to use those weapons to kill them.
Moreover, Mutants like Billy and Homelander even possess flight speed comparable to the speed of sound. Trying to hit them with missiles is as difficult as reaching the heavens.
"Currently, the only ones who can deal with Mutants are Mutants."
Originally, Stryker's Weapon X Program was specifically designed by the US Military to target Mutants. However, the group of Mutants under Stryker were simply not capable enough. Six were sent to Washington, and four died, making them completely useless.
Buzz! Buzz!! At this moment, a sudden noise, similar to a lawnmower running, sounded in everyone's ears.
Looking around, it turned out to be a military helicopter flying from a distance.
"The person I want has arrived. I'll play with you again when I have a chance next time." Xia Shang sneered coldly, his figure instantly disappearing from the spot.
When he reappeared, he was already below the helicopter.
Without a word, Xia Shang directly used Psychic Power to tear open the helicopter's cabin door. With a bang, the metal cabin door on the side of the fuselage instantly dented inwards, and then was seemingly torn off by brute strength and thrown into the air.
(End of Chapter)
