192. Chapter 192: You're Very Smart, As Expected, Nothing Can Be Hidden From You
"I look forward to your performance at next week's hearing."
"Understood."
After hanging up the phone, Victoria Neuman looked at the chaotic scene, then followed the staff members, preparing to leave the podium.
"That was a livestream just now, this is going to be trouble," a staff member standing in front of the camera muttered softly.
Just as he was about to end the livestream, a billboard flying horizontally instantly cut him in half at the waist. Boom! The deformed billboard landed heavily on the ground. His uncensored upper body appeared before the camera simultaneously, his waist a bloody and mangled mess, internal organs mixed with blood spilling everywhere.
The sudden commotion scared the viewers watching the livestream, their hair stood on end, and they turned pale with fright! Almost at the same time, they yelled "shit" and leaned back, some even throwing away their phones. Their faces were all pale, and their pupils trembled wildly.
The staff members at the scene had the same reaction.
"Terrorist attack! It's definitely a terrorist attack!" Victoria Neuman's assistant looked nervously at the corpse on the ground, his legs as heavy as cement.
"Could it be Vought's revenge?"
Just as this thought arose, a white man who had been hidden in the crowd earlier suddenly ran towards him. Seeing the other party getting closer, the male assistant, feeling deeply uneasy, decisively abandoned Victoria Neuman beside him and planned to escape alone.
"I'll kill you first, then I'll deal with those bastards at Vought!" The burly white man, built like a bear, had bloodshot eyes. His abundant hair made him look like a crazed black bear as he ran.
After a roar, he leaped in front of the male assistant. Bang! Two large pits were instantly smashed into the ground. Looking at the other party's terrified expression, the strong man grinned ferociously and swung his fist, smashing the male assistant's head into pieces with one punch. With a squelch, red and white liquid splattered and burst forth in front of the camera.
The next second, Senator Neuman's livestream was officially banned on the spot.
And the viewers watching the livestream, before they could react, saw the screen image in front of them turn azure blue.
"What exactly happened?"
Holding onto their curiosity about the subsequent images and their concern for Senator Neuman, they all opened various social media platforms, trying to find netizens who were currently downstairs at Vought.
Unexpectedly, there really was a fearless guy who commented: "My home is near Vought, I'll start a livestream right away."
"Brother, hurry up. As long as you dare to go, I dare to reward."
Although some people were badly frightened by the previous livestream image and even suffered psychological trauma, there were also some bold netizens who enjoyed watching the excitement and egged on the fearless guy to hurry up and go.
Soon, that fearless netizen started a livestream. Meanwhile, the guards maintaining order, in order to protect Victoria Neuman's safety, applied for rescue from the NYPD while opening fire.
It was just like a Hollywood blockbuster now.
The burly white man endured the bullets, constantly closing in on the three guards. His white T-shirt was stained red with blood, and dozens of bullet holes were clearly visible.
"Please get in the car quickly, we'll leave here first." One of the guards covered Victoria Neuman as she came to the car and opened the car door for her.
"Where's Homelander?"
Victoria Neuman said with a solemn expression. She strongly suspected that Homelander had acted without authorization and sent a Supe terrorist to carry out the attack.
The furious Stan Edgar had the same idea. Stan Edgar, his face ashen, took the elevator to the Supe Meeting Room, where Homelander was watching the livestream with Xia Shang.
Homelander stood with his hands behind his back, smiling as he looked at everything happening below. "Sometimes, things just develop in unexpected directions. Look at Senator Neuman's dishevelled appearance. It's hard to imagine that just moments ago, she was giving a livestream, impeccably dressed."
"Your revenge was really swift," Xia Shang shook his head and said with a smile.
Homelander glanced at Xia Shang. "I didn't arrange this. I don't know that guy who looks like a black bear."
"I understand."
Xia Shang showed an expression that everyone understood. "But I have to say, you used this move very well. First, you admitted during the livestream that it was your mistake that killed Paige, thereby gaining the understanding of some viewers. Then, after leaving, you sent a terrorist to launch a terrorist attack in front of the camera, simultaneously creating panic among the viewers and stimulating a strong sense of unease in their hearts. Then you deliberately didn't intervene to stop the Supe terrorist. Only by letting them see blood can they realize whose help they need most. Finally, after things have escalated to a certain point, you show up and deal with that terrorist."
"This not only shows your determination to protect all American citizens, but it also allows everyone to forgive your accidental killing."
Xia Shang couldn't help but applaud: "Very well done. With the Public Relations Department's marketing added in, I'm sure this public opinion issue of yours will be resolved quickly."
After listening to Xia Shang's explanation, Homelander's expression initially showed disbelief, which then transformed into a confident, in-control smile.
"Mr. Jervis, you're very smart. As expected, nothing can be hidden from you."
"He's smart, but not as smart as you. Very good. Acting without my consent, Homelander, you truly surprise me greatly." Stan Edgar's voice came from the doorway of the Meeting Room.
"Do you object to my actions?" Homelander turned to look at Stan Edgar. At this moment, his killing intent had risen.
A cold laugh appeared on Stan Edgar's face. "I didn't hear clearly, please say it again."
Facing Homelander, he still stood his ground. The authority he revealed made Homelander choose to back down again.
Homelander's feelings towards Stan Edgar were very special, somewhat like the deceased Madelyn Stillwell.
Stan Edgar was like a father figure in his heart, so he rarely dared to resist Stan Edgar to the end.
He silently left the Meeting Room and, the next second, appeared behind the burly white man.
"Had enough?" Homelander's eyes suddenly shot out two beams of red laser, directly cutting the strong man's upper body into two sections. The strong man was about to turn his head, but his upper body tilted and slid onto the ground.
The strong man opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but was cut into pieces again by the enraged Homelander, until he became a pile of charred, pulped flesh. Only then did Homelander barely feel satisfied.
"Buddy, what are you filming?"
The netizen, who was filming this scene with his phone, found that Homelander in front of the camera suddenly disappeared. When he looked around, a broad and powerful hand landed on his shoulder. The netizen was so scared his heart stopped, and he almost subconsciously threw away the phone in his hand.
He stiffly turned his head to look behind him and indeed saw Homelander beaming with a sunny smile.
(End of Chapter)