radicalducati Chapter 32 The Flames of Revenge
Chapter 32 The Flames of Revenge
It's just a low-level employee of Walter who died. These kinds of things happen every year. First, they pay to settle things, and then they consider silencing the others.
This is already a very familiar part of Woot Corporation's business chain.
"No, Gododkin, this is no longer a problem that money can solve."
Madeline's tone turned cold and impatient at this moment:
"Normally, we could have dealt with your insults to me and Walter slowly, but not this time. That girl ran away last night, didn't she?"
Gododkin naturally knew that one of them had escaped; otherwise, there would be no way to verify the truth, so why would he be so humble?
"That's right, we didn't hurt her at all! As for the other lady's sacrifice, I believe we can negotiate a compensation that satisfies both parties..."
"That's the problem—the girl is currently in the hands of the CIA."
Madeline was a step too slow and failed to find Laurie before the CIA could, and now the internal conflict was directly exposed to the Langley authorities, becoming an external loophole.
Adding to this the girl's identity that he had just discovered, the situation had become extremely dire.
As Stan Edgar put it, G-Men are now a classic example of bad assets.
Madeline had to admit that Stan might be right, and now only one thing remained. She sighed and told Professor G in a pleading tone:
"John, have your G-Men subordinates leave after the memorial service. Don't let them gather in New York and cause any more trouble."
I'll be at your estate around noon. We can discuss then how to handle the CIA's upcoming investigation and how to optimize the G-Men's operational management model.
Professor G stood holding the phone, which had already been hung up, unable to recover for a long time. He certainly didn't have Madeline's power and resources to handle the CIA investigation.
Even though he and Walter were in a relationship where they shared both prosperity and adversity, it didn't mean that such help was without expecting anything in return.
My complete control over G-Men may soon be slipping away...
wrong!
Professor G suddenly realized—why was Madeline so eager for the other branches of the G-Men to leave the manor as soon as possible?
At this critical moment, the G-Men cannot afford to be distracted!
He quickly reached out and called for Curly Hair, instructing him:
"Tell all G-Men members, yes, all of them! No one is allowed to leave the Academy Estate without my permission! Those who have already left must be brought back!"
The curly-haired man, who resembled Chewbacca, scratched his head. In his opinion, Professor G's actions were completely unnecessary.
"Don't worry, opportunities to get together like this only come a few times a year. This group will probably stay drunk for several more days before they're willing to leave."
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Joey was currently flying high in the sky, holding onto Starlight's collar, and soon they were approaching the address indicated on the map.
"Ahem!"
She was carried around by the starlight all the way here and was filled with cold wind, but her childhood as a child star gave her an excellent ability to read people's expressions.
For example, right now, although Joey was expressionless, Starlight somehow sensed that the air pressure around him was getting lower and lower as they flew over.
On the way, Starlight had already heard about Joey's purpose in coming to find the G-Men. A girl he knew went to the G-Men headquarters, sent a distress message, and then disappeared without a trace.
Furthermore, the child abduction cases he was investigating attracted the killers of the G-Men, which were clearly highly related to the G-Men. Connecting these two factors, Starlight could only draw a very terrifying conclusion.
She had reason to believe that Joey thought the same thing.
But Starlight didn't really want to follow Joey straight into the G-Men's door. The other side had a lot of people and they would both be devoured alive if they just went in.
"Hmm...Do you have any plans?"
Starlight decided to stall for time and see if she could persuade Joey to call the police or something:
"For example, how about we disguise ourselves and infiltrate the manor, find the hostages, rescue them, and then expose their crimes?"
Joey turned her head to look at the starlight, a forced smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. It turns out that people really do smile when they're speechless:
"Have you ruined your brain by reading too many detective comics?"
Starlight was also desperate: "What can we do? We can't just walk in straight and then be carried out sideways, can we?"
"There's no time! A whole night has passed. I have to go in and find Laurie now!"
As if possessed, Xingguang blurted out, "What if it's the worst-case scenario...?"
To be honest, as soon as Xingguang said those words, she wanted to slap herself twice. After saying such a thing, there was no doubt what choice the other party would make.
"That makes things much simpler."
Joey clenched his fists so tightly they cracked, and his blood-red cloak billowed even without wind, but his words were calm and collected: "I will take my revenge."
Joey finally understood the source of his pain.
She possesses the power to easily crush the entire world, yet subconsciously refuses to have any connection with it, especially after her adoptive parents left.
Joey's body comes from Krypton, but his soul comes from beyond the planet. He looks like a local and lives among them, but he is never one of them.
To be honest, he hadn't valued Laurie's love for him that much before. She wasn't even an adult yet; a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl in puberty, under the influence of hormones, could blindly fall in love with anything.
This isn't a problem when she falls in love with a sixteen-year-old boy who doesn't have to take responsibility, but it's a different story if that boy has a soul from another world inside him.
The relationship between Storm and himself was merely about fulfilling each other's needs. They were both adults, and at worst, they could simply part ways amicably. However, Joey couldn't be so irresponsible towards Laurie.
Yes, responsibility—another issue for Joey.
For Clark Kent, the existence of a god's body containing the soul of a mortal was generally not a big problem.
Because he has Lois Lane, adoptive parents, and his own ordinary life, Superman is just a secret identity for him.
Joey's mortal identity had long been completely destroyed. When he was just Superman, what did it mean for him to choose to take responsibility?
In this world, there are plenty of charlatans and those who seek fame and fortune.
He naively believed that staying away from them and keeping himself pure would solve everything, but now the facts were laid bare before him:
If you don't confront the world, the world will come straight to you.
Escaping is both shameful and useless.
When Joy tore [Rage] in two with his bare hands; when Joy pierced Storm's chest with his heat vision, the residual heat igniting her into a human torch...
He should have realized a long time ago that he was not averse to killing; on the contrary, he was quite good at it.
If the worst happens, even if the G-Men of this world are as powerful as the X-Men he knows, he will not hesitate to take revenge.
It was as if he had once made up his mind to take revenge on the Hell Dimension.
Next, all I need to do is obtain...
"A generous gift of crab!"
At that moment, a black and red figure flashed and appeared in Joey's distance, and a cry of surprise shattered the dark thoughts that had been swirling in Joey's mind but could not be put into practice.
In a sense, this is an "old acquaintance" of Joey's from a past life. Although it is unknown how he appeared in this world, Deadpool always has his own way of doing things.
Deadpool stared at Joey's uniform from afar, his heart pounding. He covered his forehead with his sweaty palms, and with his other hand, he pointed at Joey's red and blue uniform, emitting an incredulous, sharp, and explosive sound:
"OMG, is that Henry Cavill?"