……
“Aaaah!”
Butcher’s expression twisted, letting out a painful roar. On the verge of suffocation, he felt his eyes were about to be burned blind and wanted to close them to stop the laser emission.
“Not enough, keep going!”
Leon noticed Butcher’s movement, clasped his hands like claws, gripping Butcher’s head, and his fingers firmly pried open his eyelids, forcing him to keep firing until Leon was satisfied.
This tyrannical scene terrified Mother's Milk and Frenchie, who stood by, not daring to move. As ordinary people, they could only watch and pray that Butcher would hold on.
Finally.
“Wryyyyyyyyyyy!”
Accompanied by an extremely Dio-esque excited shout, Leon threw Butcher aside like trash, then closed his eyes and brewed for 2.5 seconds.
Shhh—!!!!!
He suddenly looked up at the ceiling, and two blazing golden beams shot out, instantly melting through the ceiling, then splitting the clouds in the sky in two.
At this moment.
The midnight gloom was instantly clear.
“Shit!”
“He can use laser eyes too!”
Frenchie exclaimed, shielding the indignant Mother's Milk in front of him. They seemed to have made a wrong choice—
What they released this time was not just a “secret weapon” that could eliminate Homelander,
But an even more terrifying demon than Homelander!
“Cough, cough, cough!”
Butcher, hunched on the ground, suddenly coughed twice. Seeing this, Frenchie and Mother's Milk quickly helped him up and asked with concern, “Butcher, are You alright?”
“Heh, at least I’m not dead yet.”
“It’s just, my eyes seem to be blind but also not blind…”
Saying this, Butcher tapped his head. Mother's Milk and Frenchie in his vision looked like they were pixelated, only two blurry figures could be seen.
After recovering for a while, Butcher didn't dwell on it. He gave Mother's Milk and Frenchie a look that said “leave everything to me,” then fearlessly walked towards Leon again.
Leaving aside Butcher's character, he truly deserved the praise, “The hymn of humanity is the hymn of courage,” but his “Golden Spirit” seemed a bit dark.
“Oi, mate, are You calmer now?” Butcher’s mouth curved into his signature wicked smile. “You’ve been imprisoned by the book-union people for decades, and we rescued You.”
“I think we need to go somewhere else and talk.”
“OK.”
“But before that…”
Leon needed to change clothes, so he reached out to Butcher again.
“Not again, are You serious?”
Butcher looked speechless, but this time he learned his lesson and didn't resist at all, until Leon stripped him down to just a pair of red briefs.
Aside.
“Pfft—”
Frenchie’s lips trembled from laughing, but he didn't dare to laugh out loud, covering his mouth with all his might.
Although Mother's Milk hated Soldier Boy for killing his family, he had never seen Butcher in such a sorry state either. He turned away, his mouth still curved upwards.
Soon after.
Leon put on Butcher’s battle-worn suit, then punched Kimiko, who was biting him and wouldn't let go, knocking her out, then threw her behind him and ignored her.
Butcher caught her.
Mother's Milk and Frenchie found the half-dead Hughie in the ruins. They found a stretcher and placed the severely injured Hughie on it.
“Butcher, he needs treatment.”
Mother's Milk looked at Hughie with worry in his eyes.
“I know.”
“But we can’t neglect this side either.”
Butcher looked at Leon, who was walking out without a word, seemingly about to leave, and motioned for The Boys to quickly follow him.
“Wait!”
Leon had only walked two steps when he nervously raised his hand, signaling Butcher and the others to stop.
“What’s wrong?”
Butcher asked.
“Almost forgot.”
Leon turned to look at Butcher.
Shhh—
He directly shot Butcher with laser eyes, sending him flying. Then he picked up two rifles from the ground and emptied the magazines at Mother's Milk and Frenchie with a “噠噠噠.”
“This is what I forgot—”
Leon whistled, then continued, “‘An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth,’ laser for laser, bullet for bullet, fair enough, isn’t it?”
Butcher’s fate was unknown, and Mother's Milk and Frenchie each took several shots to their right arm and right thigh.
“Shit!”
“Why are the trajectories of these two guns always off to the left!”
“I’ve received professional training, and I was hitting every shot when fighting Nazi bitches. It’s definitely these two guns’ fault, don’t You think?”
Leon clasped his hands, crushing the two rifles with leftward trajectories into two lumps of scrap metal, then looked at Mother's Milk and Frenchie, who were writhing in pain on the ground, with a cancerous smile.
“Yes, yes, yes!”
“It’s definitely the guns’ fault!”
Frenchie quickly nodded obediently.
Aside.
Mother's Milk stared at Leon with a face full of anger and hatred. Seeing this, Frenchie thought, “This is bad,” and quickly told Mother's Milk to lower his head.
Although Mother's Milk was extremely unwilling, the enemy was strong and they were weak. Rushing forward blindly to sacrifice themselves was meaningless.
For the sake of his living family, he could only grit his teeth and nod, agreeing with Leon’s sophistry.
“You’re accurate, the guns aren’t.”
“That’s more like it~”
Leon had a highly infectious smile on his face and patted Mother's Milk’s shot thigh. Even though Mother's Milk was grimacing in pain, he could only force a smile for Leon.
Because Frenchie had been softly pleading in his ear:
“Mother's Milk, You absolutely can’t be impulsive. I haven’t lived enough yet. For me, for Hughie, for Butcher, for killing Homelander, You must endure!”
Facts proved.
Butcher’s own high-intensity laser eyes couldn’t kill him in one go.
Soon after.
He was back on his feet in front of Leon, looking as black as coal: “Are You satisfied now? If there are any other dissatisfactions, we’d best settle them here and now.”
“Let’s go.”
Leon grinned.
……
Butcher and the others followed behind, their spirits highly focused throughout, fearing that Leon would cause trouble again.
……
Back in Leon’s familiar but another America.
The evil aura on the streets was almost overflowing.
Along the way.
Leon was like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden.
Touching here, looking there.
Butcher and the others were used to it, as in their eyes, Leon’s understanding of the World was still stuck decades ago.
However.
The truth was just that Leon was curious about the coexistence mode of Supes and ordinary people. He came with a partial learning attitude.
After all, what was seen on TV was just a glimpse, the tip of the iceberg.
Reality was clearly more fantastical.
……
“Oh~ my God!”
“Hughie—”
You, who walked towards me, made me so eager. I’ve never felt this…