Chapter 194 Either father or the world, choose!

Peter's lips twitched when he heard Maeve call him dad.

He could notice Maeve's gnashing teeth.

Then he looked at the excited Homelander with tears in his eyes, sighed and put his hand on his shoulder.

"You know everything about the farm. You know Star-Lord, Loki and Clark, right?"

Seeing Peter's attitude soften, the black-robed Homelander forced a smile on his face, "Yes, I know everything, I remember it clearly."

"I knew from a young age that I was not alone, we have each other."

Homelander said to Peter excitedly: "I have always wanted to see you."

He took out a picture book and showed it to Peter, "This is what I drew when I was a child, the farm, and the town of Smallville, I often dream about these."

Homelander now understands why he can dream about these.

He is the most powerful superhero in the world, but Peter is more powerful than him.

His father easily dealt with another Azu using a little trick, and he also has the ability to create dreams at will.

This is normal, your father should be stronger than you.

Peter frowned and took the picture album that the other party brought specially from him.

It was the same as Clark's drawing when he was a child, like a dog's ass.

Facing the black-robed Homelander who seemed to be very sincere, Peter felt that things were a bit difficult.

This guy has a face almost the same as A Zu, and in front of him, he behaves like a good son who is eager to be praised.

This aggrieved expression, even if Peter knows the character of this guy, he can't say a cruel refusal.

"You know, John, I'm not your father, not your father by blood."

Peter looked at the excited Homelander who pursed his lips and said to him: "I can't give you what you want. Don't put all your hopes on one person, otherwise you will get greater disappointment."

"I know, I know."

Homelander nodded to show his understanding, "I just saw you and knew that the dream I had was not just a dream, it was also part of my experience."

He wanted to say that he could go back to the farm with him, and he didn't need the career and fans here.

But he felt that it might be too abrupt to say so, so he could only swallow what he wanted to say.

However, he was satisfied to feel that Peter did not reject him.

Seeing Peter's hand on his shoulder, he excitedly wanted to reach out and hold it.

But soon he saw several cars in the distance coming towards this side.

The perspective eyes allowed the black-robed Homelander to see the people in the vehicles, all fully armed and holding hot weapons.

At the same time, a shrill alarm suddenly sounded outside.

When he heard the alarm, Peter's brows immediately frowned.

Maeve heard the alarm and stood up vigilantly.

When Homelander saw Peter's doubtful look at him, his heart "clicked".

Seeing that this group of people seemed to be coming here, he was a little dumbfounded.

It was obvious that Peter had some doubts that he had brought people here.

He gritted his teeth, and anger rose in his heart instantly.

"I'll go out and take a look."

The black-robed Homelander activated his super speed and left the room in an instant.

"Boom!"

The next second, Homelander fell from the sky and landed in the alley in front of a group of fully armed soldiers.

"22 Canal Street, the target person is at 105, have you arrived? A superpower will come to assist you later."

The captain in charge of the command received an order from his superior in his earphone.

The black-robed Homelander knew that 105, 22 Canal Street was the hotel room where Peter was staying.

It was obvious that this group of people came for Peter or Clark and A-Zu.

He originally came with Maeve, with the purpose of making Peter accept him and take him back, but he didn't expect to be ruined by the group of guys in front of him.

Even these people made him suspect and suspected by his father.

"Who sent you here?"

The black-robed Homelander asked the other party with a twitch of his mouth.

Feeling the murderous intent emanating from Homelander, everyone pointed their guns at him at the same time.

"Captain, have you arrived at the target point? Have you caught the target person?"

The words of the person in charge continued to come out in the earphone.

But everyone held their breath and dared not breathe.

"I want to know, who is the target person you are talking about?"

Homelander asked the soldiers again with his hands behind his back and a gloomy expression.

"Sizzle!"

No one answered, and his eyes shot directly at the soldier closest to him without any hesitation.

The soldier who was unable to react was directly penetrated, and with a "bang", his body fell heavily to the ground, and blood spurted out.

Seeing their companions fall, the terrified soldiers immediately raised their guns and prepared to pull the trigger.

But under the deterrence of Homelander, this group of people never dared to take action.

"Who is your target person?!"

Gnashing his teeth, he roared at the rest of the people with red light in his eyes.

A few minutes later, when Maeve arrived at the scene, what she saw was the corpses all over the ground and Homelander covered in blood.

"What happened?!"

Meve looked at the corpses all over the ground and asked him in shock.

"It's Walter."

Homelander in black robe raised his head to prevent the blood on his face from falling into his eyes.

"They were sent by Walter Company for the sake of my father."

The Homelander said to Maeve: "They want to get him."

Maeve asked in confusion: "Why?"

"I don't know, but I won't let that happen."

A flash of anger flashed in the eyes of the black-robed native, "No one can hurt him, and no one can snatch him from my hands."

"Are you going to go against Watt Company?"

Maeve looked at the other person in surprise, forgetting even the smell of blood on the other person's body.

She found that the villain in front of her seemed less of a bastard.

The motherland man didn't answer, and there was a fierce look in his eyes.

Half an hour later.

Watt Corporation.

President Madeleine was talking to Edgar Stan, the head of the Walter Group, when the door was suddenly pushed open violently by people from the motherland.

The Chinese assistant lady explained to Edgar with a look of embarrassment, "Sorry, Mr. Edgar, I..."

"It's okay, Samantha."

Edgar, who is black and looks exactly like Uncle Fried Chicken, smiled slightly and did not seem to be angry with her because of the unreasonableness of the people of his motherland.

"John, this is the president's office, you can't just come in."

Madeleine said unhappily when she saw the people from her motherland suddenly barging in.

"Mr. President never goes to the 99th floor. Even if we meet, it's like a routine matter. We can't find time to communicate even if we want to, so I came here by myself."

He spread his hands and said to the two of them.

"John."

"Madeline, you go out first. It seems that he must have a lot to say and wants to talk to me."

Edgar interrupted Madeleine and motioned for her to go out first.

After the door closed, Edgar straightened his chest slightly and gently adjusted the folds of his suit's chest with his hands. "Now there are only two of us. What do you want to say to me, fellow countryman?"

"Some suggestions," the motherland looked at him with a gloomy expression, "You must stop targeting that person's behavior!"

Edgar put down his coffee cup and looked at the native people, "Which person?"

"What you're doing at No. 22 Canal Street today, don't fucking touch him!"

The veins on the necks of the black-robed natives sprouted out, as if they were choosing to devour others.

Facing the people of his motherland who exuded the aura of beasts, Edgar still looked calm and calm.

He straightened his suit and sat back on the sofa, "You want to negotiate terms with me?"

"This is not a negotiation, this is a warning! If there is a next time, I won't mind killing you all!"

The people from the motherland glared at each other, "He is my father, no one is allowed to hurt him!"

He now considered Peter his family, and he didn't mind unleashing his anger if these bastards dared to continue.

Edgar listened to his words and continued to maintain his expressionless posture, staring at him motionless.

"What do you know about Federico Walter?"

After a while, Edgar suddenly asked a confusing question.

The black-robed native was stunned for a moment, "What?"

Edgar walked around in the office, "Federik Wirt, the founder of Wirt. He got his PhD in Munich and was ahead of the entire era in genetics. He is a rising star." ”

As he spoke, he walked behind the people of his motherland, "In 1939, Hitler appointed him as the doctor in charge at the Dachau concentration camp. There were ready resources to conduct human experiments there to test his earliest iteration of Compound No. 5. Of course, We strongly condemn this practice.”

"In 1944, he was aware of the change in the direction of the wind, and he was smuggled to the Allies. At that time, Oppenheimer was testing the atomic bomb, and Dr. Voight had actually applied compound No. 5 on the battlefield, such as 'Soldier Boy' A superhero who killed tons of Germans, so Roosevelt pardoned him.”

Edgar continued: "His importance in the United States is comparable to Edison and Disney."

After listening to Edgar's story, the motherland looked gloomy and asked, "What do you want to say?"

A contemptuous smile appeared on Edgar's face, "What I want to say is, if you think we are just a superhero company, you are wrong. In fact, we are a pharmaceutical company, and you are not our most valuable asset. , is the secret ingredient of Compound No. 5.”

Looking at the calm Edgar, the black-robed motherland gritted his teeth and wished he could shoot through the other man's head.

"You suddenly have a father. Do you want to gain his approval? In this way?"

Edgar said coldly: "Without the company, not only him, but the whole world will soon see how pathetic and disappointing you are. You - are not worthy of my respect. You are not a god, you are just a bad person." product."

"On one side is my father, on the other side is the whole world. Think about it, what would you choose?"

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