Chapter 137 I Am Storm, I Can Do Whatever I Want

Chapter 137 Who made me Storm? I can do whatever I want

"Isn't this Ryan, the son of Homelander? He seems to be training. Why don't we visit him together?" Storm, who has super hearing like Homelander, happened to pass by the door of the training room and happened to hear the conversation between the two.

She walked into the training room with a selfie stick.

"Hi, Homelander, Jervis, say hello to the audience in the live broadcast room." Storm smiled and pointed the phone screen at the two.

"I was planning to take everyone to visit the Water Building, but I didn't expect there would be a surprise."

Storm's live broadcast room was extremely lively. Xia Shang took a quick glance and found that the number of people watching the live broadcast was as high as one million. You know, this data is difficult for even professional anchors to achieve. It can be seen that Storm is very good at using social software to promote herself. The number of her fans on Twitter has surpassed Starlight, Deep Sea, and Maeve.

And she is only behind Homelander!

"Homelander, I love you so much!"

"Good morning, Homelander."

"America's superhero."

The comments were all about Homelander, of course there were also some weird comments, such as I want to be Storm Goddess's dog, I want to kiss Homelander, black people get out of the live broadcast room... but these comments were quickly covered by new comments.

Not many people mentioned Xia Shang, and the only one or two that appeared were not good words.

After all, Storm Goddess is an extreme racist, and the fans attracted by her are naturally such people.

"Nice to meet you all." Homelander showed a sunny smile to the mobile phone screen, but when he saw the popularity of the live broadcast room, a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes, but he covered it up well.

"Storm, I remember that live broadcasts are not allowed in the Water Building."

Xia Shang said calmly.

Storm shrugged, "I am Storm, I can do whatever I want, and Edgar has already allowed it."

She put away the selfie stick and smiled at the audience, "Let's take a look at Ryan's training process. I'm sure you are also very curious. Yes, I am too."

As she said that, she walked behind Ryan, put one hand around Ryan's shoulders, and pointed her phone at Ryan at a 30-degree angle.

Ryan, who was at a loss, cast a look of help at Xia Shang.

This scene even made Homelander laugh. He was there! Ryan actually asked Jervis for help? What does that mean? Does he look down on him as a father? Homelander, who suddenly felt embarrassed, had red eyes and shot Storm's phone directly.

Then, he walked in front of Storm Girl and stared at her with his azure eyes. "Listen, there is only one person in this world who can say, do whatever you want, that person is me! Homelander!"

Storm Girl was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly laughed: "Old antique, you will be eliminated in the end. Guess who will be the new spokesperson for the Super Seven."

Watching Homelander's face turn from white to blue, and veins popping out at his temples, Storm Girl raised her mouth and left the training room without looking back.

After Storm Girl left.

Homelander put his right hand on Xia Shang's shoulder. His expression was extremely terrifying, like a volcano about to erupt, ready to explode. He put his head close to Xia Shang, stared at Xia Shang with scarlet eyes, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Tell Edgar that I want to kill someone!"

Lian, who was standing aside, saw Homelander in a rage for the first time, and was so scared that he dared not speak.

"He won't agree." Xia Shang looked directly at the Homelander without dodging.

"Then I'll kill him! Let you become the president of Walter!"

The Homelander's brain was filled with anger at this moment. If there was no trace of reason left, he would have just taken action.

"Mr. Homelander, are you kidding?" Xia Shang narrowed his eyes and said indifferently.

"What do you think? Don't think I can't see your little thoughts. How does it feel to have your plan rejected by Edgar? It's not good, right? In this case, I will help you get rid of Edgar..." The Homelander's voice was low, and his eyes were full of fierceness.

"What's the price?"

"In the future, Walter, I want to keep my word!"

The Homelander's meaning was very clear. As long as Xia Shang agreed, he would help Xia Shang become the president of Walter, and the price was to become his Homelander's puppet.

"Sorry, I'm not interested in this. If there's nothing else, then I'll leave first."

After speaking, Xia Shang took a step back and broke free from the restraint of the Homelander's palm.

"Really?" Homelander closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the red light had completely disappeared.

"I don't care what method you use to contact Billy. As long as he can kill Storm, I will give him Becca's address. At the same time, I will arrange a few superhumans for him. In short, I want Storm to disappear in front of me."

Finally, Homelander brushed past Xia Shang and disappeared in the training room.

Homelander understood that if Storm continued to develop like this, his position would be shaky.

Then, he met Starlight in the elevator. Before Starlight could react, he grabbed Starlight's neck and pressed her against the wall: "I hate traitors the most, and disobedient traitors. You have failed my expectations!"

Starlight immediately understood that Homelander was angry with her because of Huey.

"I just want to hand him over to the police."

"I know you are in the same group. If you are not in the way, I should be the one who killed the terrorists." Homelander pursed his lips, and the muscle lines on his jaw were clearly visible. As his arms gradually exerted force, Starlight felt that her breathing became more and more difficult.

It turned out to be because of Storm.

Fortunately, Starlight reacted in time. She immediately said: "That day, Storm did not seriously look for criminals at all. Her attention was all on the superhumans. She deliberately...deliberately took your credit. I am on your side, always."

Homelander stared at Starlight and listened to her heartbeat at the same time. After finding no abnormality, he let go of his hands.

"I hope you are not lying, otherwise the consequences... are."

Homelander pressed his right hand towards the wall beside him, and then walked out after the elevator door opened.

At this time, Starlight, who was breathing rapidly, caught a glimpse of the palm print on the wall from the corner of her eye. She slid down limply and finally collapsed on the ground.

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At the same time.

Breast milk took Huey on the train to North Carolina.

On the train, the two of them looked around vigilantly. They were able to get on the train thanks to the help of Frankie's gangster friends, who gave each of them a new ID, but even so, they still disguised themselves.

"America is the white man's America. Keep those bastards away from America. This place doesn't belong to them."

A passenger sitting next to them was watching the live broadcast on his mobile phone.

"Isn't this the Storm, the latest superhero launched by Walter? Is she a racist?" Huey couldn't help his curiosity and took a look.

"I don't know, but she speaks very interestingly. Are you... Arabs?" The passenger looked at Huey with a piece of cloth wrapped around his head and a mask, and moved his butt to the side reflexively.

In the United States, people dressed like this are either Arabs or terrorists. He hoped it was the former.

"I'm from New York. This is my hat." Huey's dress is still very different from that of Arabs. He first covered himself with a piece of black cloth and then put on a hat, but the hat was also black, so it was not very obvious.

The white passenger was also from New York, and the two of them chatted quickly.

"I see. This is performance art. Young people nowadays like to do this. I saw many young people like this when I went to the West Coast last time." The white passenger looked about 40 or 50 years old, with a pale skin, but very strong.

Huey didn't want to continue discussing this topic.

"Is Storm very popular?" Huey asked.

"Of course, her speeches are always powerful, and what she says makes sense. Those foreign populations are robbing our living space. If we don't drive them out, our jobs will be taken away by those niggers one day." The white passenger said, looking at Breast Milk with a repulsive look.

Breast Milk didn't feel anything. To be honest, he was used to it.

However, the black guy sitting in front of the few people couldn't stand it anymore. He stood up fiercely, stared at the white passenger and said, "You white pig, say it again if you have the guts."

"Fuck! Nigger!" The white passenger didn't tolerate him at all and raised his middle finger to him directly.

For a while, the whole carriage became lively.

In the United States, the relationship between the two races is already tense, and the appearance of Storm Girl has further intensified the conflict between the two.

"Motherfucker!" God knows where the black guy got the pistol from. This thing is not allowed to be brought on the train. The black guy fired several shots at the white passenger. In an instant, the white passenger's head was bloody and blood even splashed on Huey's face.

Bang!

"Fuck! Robbery! Shut up!"

Amid the screams of the passengers, several blacks took out pistols from under their seats and threatened everyone: "Hand over your valuables, now!"

Huey and Mother's Milk realized that they were under a terrorist attack.

"Man, I don't know him well, really." Huey looked at the open backpack in the black man's hand, and then looked at the pistol on his forehead. He consciously took out his mobile phone and dozens of dollars in change and put them in the black backpack.

However, when Mother's Milk did the same thing.

The terrorist looked at his face and said, "Forget about it, it's probably nothing good."

Then, he slapped Huey's face with his pistol, "Be honest, don't tell me that this is all the money you have."

Huey was so upset that he had no tears. This was all the money he had.

Originally, he had some savings, but after Billy's spending, there was not much left. Moreover, his bank account had been blocked by the government, and he could not withdraw the remaining $1,221.