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In a crowded little house that was rented temporarily, the air was filled with a musty smell and there were a few unkempt spider webs in the corners of the walls.

The soldier boy sat with his arms and legs spread on a worn folding chair, wearing a blue rugby T-shirt, holding a small tube of pills and a whole wheat bread in his hands, which he put together and took big bites of.

Opposite him, Billy Butcher was leaning against the wall, holding a cell phone with dozens of missed calls from girls.

Perhaps sensing the awkward atmosphere, the soldier boy put down the bread in his mouth and said:

"So, you want to do something...just sit there? Do you have time to explain what's going on?"

"Well... this is a long story as shit goes on... Old soldier, you might be shocked when I tell you this, but it's already eighty years after World War II."

Butcher spoke.

"Eighty years? If you lie to me, I don't think I would mind pushing your head into your valley."

"Oh, you can see the scenery on the street yourself. I don't have the energy to play such unnecessary tricks."

"Of course, I don't know why you were locked up in that stinking ditch-like laboratory. Everyone thought you were dead back then."

Butcher spread his hands. To be honest, if MM hadn't reminded him at that time, he really wouldn't have known that the person in front of him was "Soldier Boy", the captain of the "Repayer" Alliance during World War II.

"You don't just want to rescue me, do you?"

A sharp light flashed in the soldier boy's eyes. He poured out the pills, clapped his hands, and the pills flew into his mouth.

"Actually, there is a bastard called...Homelander"

"Oh? I saw his picture in the newspaper. Who is he?"

Butcher sneered and shook his head slightly.

“He’s the new you.”

Hearing this, the soldier boy looked disdainful.

“No one can replace me, man.”

"So, your wish is for me to kill this fellow countryman?"

"Oh, to be precise... it's revenge. Those teammates you mentioned yesterday are still alive and well. If you are willing to help me, I can help you find them."

"According to what you said back then, this is called... teamwork."

The soldier boy lowered his head and thought for a while, then gave a disdainful smile.

"Well, let me see what these good teammates are doing now..."

"In fact, I just happen to know where to look for our first target."

A few hours later, Butcher's car stopped outside a luxury villa.

"Old soldier, you actually recognize this place."

"Don't treat me like a coffin. We also had newspapers back then. Besides... this old guy didn't hide where he lived."

"You know what? The cigarettes you smoke are pretty good, but the concentration is too high and they are addictive."

The soldier boy walked into the villa with a swagger, holding a cigarette made of unknown material in his mouth.

"Hey, veteran, you're just walking in like that?"

"Dude, do you think I need it?"

The soldier boy left Butcher with a dashing back and walked straight to the door of the villa. With just a slight push, the door of the villa was opened.

At this time, the old man who was lying and sleeping in the villa heard the loud noise of the villa door being opened, and suddenly opened his eyes.

He put on his glasses and quickly stood up. He vigilantly picked up the pistol from the cabinet and walked towards the door to see what was going on.

Just as he looked up, an unexpected man appeared in front of him, with long hair and a signature beard.

"You are... Soldier Boy, you are not dead?"

"It's all thanks to your group... Old man, I don't like what you said. You can only live, but I can't?"

As the soldier boy said this, he threw the cigarette butt to the ground and stomped it out with his foot.

"Oh, you're here to kill me?"

"Kill you? How many years can you live at your age? I'm not interested in killing you... On the contrary, I'm interested in killing my good teammates. As the former vice president of Watt, I believe you should know a lot about their situations, right?"

"Actually, I'm very sorry about what happened to you back then. Your battle suit and shield are both stored here with me."

"As for your teammates, Xuanse has now joined the seven-man team, Scarlet Lady likes to mess around in the Heroes Club and usually makes money by live streaming at home, Psionic Storm is in seclusion, and as for the Gunpowder Twins, I'm not sure..."

"Since you ask this, I guess you can't swallow this anger and want revenge, right?"

"It seems like you know me very well... I really want to know why she betrayed me back then."

The scene changed, and Butcher, who was standing by the car waiting, saw the soldier boy change his trendy outfit into a combat uniform, and even held a shield in his hand.

"Wardfa? Where did you get the uniform? Where's the legend?"

"I didn't come here to kill the old guy Legend this time. He doesn't have many years left to live. I just wanted to ask for information, but I didn't expect to get my old uniform back by accident."

"You're lucky, old soldier. Where are we going next?"

"Looking for a modified car... Oh, you guys seem to call it a motorhome, and the license plate is..."

In the suburbs, a huge RV was parked next to a tree. Looking inside, the interior was warm and hazy, with neon lights flashing, and it was obvious that someone was living there permanently.

Inside the RV.

An old woman wearing a red mask and uniform is performing acrobatics in front of the computer screen. On the other side of the screen is an old fan, watching the woman's acrobatic performance with fanatical eyes.

Since her retirement, the life of the Crimson Lady as a former hero has been extremely bad. Without any traffic, she can only rely on one-on-one acrobatic live broadcasts to earn a living.

"Wait, I'll get a prop."

As she spoke, the baroness picked up a bunch of grapes and waved them in front of the screen. She turned around and adjusted her position. Just as she was about to do some acrobatics, there was a knock on the door of her RV.

"Wait a minute."

It was late at night and my car was parked in the suburbs. Who would come to visit me?

Want to rob?

Who dares to rob Chaoying's car...isn't that tantamount to seeking death?

Thinking of this, the confused lady picked up her belt and opened the door.

"Hi, ma'am... someone I know is here to see you."

Acquaintances? How long has it been since I was popular? My teammates have all started their own businesses. How could there be acquaintances coming to me?

"what!"

Just when the baroness was about to look around for other people's traces, Butcher suddenly jumped up and slashed at the back of the baroness's neck. The baroness was knocked unconscious and collapsed to the ground.

Before setting out today, Butcher had injected a tube of temporary compound No. 5, so he was naturally able to knock the superhuman Baroness unconscious directly.