Batman's Owl Godfather

Does Madeline have something important?

Yes.

The Homelander thought of the answer in almost a millionth of a second, that is, Madeline's biological child.

A test-tube baby.

But after thinking of this, the Homelander hesitated.

He seemed to have seen how Madeline would answer when faced with a choice.

"You hesitated."

Martha immediately noticed the strangeness of the Homelander, and she said, "You seem to have known the answer in advance?"

"I..."

The Homelander thought for a while, "How can a mother not love her own child?"

"That's the truth, but you are a little too pitiful."

Martha looked into the eyes of the Homelander and said softly, "You gave her all your heart, but she only squeezed out a little bit of love for you?

"Do you think this is enough?

"Or do you think you only deserve this level of love?"

Of course not!

Martha's few words made the Homelander see the light and suddenly enlightened.

He finally understood how humble he was before.

It shouldn't be like this.

He is Homelander, the most powerful superhero in the world, the son of destiny born for the times.

Why should a man born great be humble in love!

What is Madeline!

"I know!"

Homelander stood up suddenly, his eyes firm and gloomy.

"I have always been wrong. The choice is never on Madeline's side, but in my hands!"

"Go do what you want, child!" Martha said softly.

Homelander turned and left, he had made up his mind.

This time, Madeline had only one choice.

If you choose the wrong one, you will die!

...

A black car stopped in front of a mansion, and Madeline got out of the car.

"Good night, Miss Stillwell."

"Goodbye, Ball!"

Madeline said goodbye to the driver and walked into the house.

"Maria." She called the nanny's name, "Maria, I'm home."

The house was dark, and no one responded.

Such silence suddenly made Madeline feel a little uneasy.

But before she could react, a voice came out from the darkness.

"Your child is sleeping soundly."

Madeline immediately recognized the owner of the voice, but she did not relax because of this, but became more panicked.

"Homelander?"

She forced a smile, "Why did you come to my house without telling me?"

Homelander walked out of the shadows, holding a sleeping baby in his arms.

Madeline's smile suddenly froze.

"Look, he is sleeping soundly, and I didn't hurt him."

Homelander said, "Why is your heart beating so fast? Does seeing me make you feel scared?"

Madeline was still pretending to be calm.

"Because I thought a gangster broke in just now, so my heartbeat accelerated, and it hasn't slowed down yet."

Madeline stretched out her hands and tried, "Come on, give me the child!"

Homelander saw Madeline's appearance, and suddenly felt disgusted for no reason.

Is this the woman he was obsessed with before?

She is really not as good as Martha.

Martha has never lost her composure like this in front of him!

"You stretched out your hands, are you going to hug me?"

Homelander smiled, but did not hand over the child, "Today, there is only one person you can hug!"

"What are you talking about? I don't understand."

Madeline's words carried a hint of flattery, "Please, Homelander, give me the child!"

"No, no, no, you obviously already know what I mean."

Homelander now stood in front of Madeline and had an unprecedented experience.

In the past, he always flattered Madeline, showed his value, and did all kinds of things for her.

But Madeline did not love him more because of this.

Now, Homelander has figured it out and is no longer addicted to the self-touching of flattering Madeline.

He suddenly found out--

Madeline, that's all!

"Today, you have to make a choice."

Homelander said softly, "Who is more important to you, this child or me?"

"Homelander..."

Madeline's voice has begun to tremble, "I don't know if something happened to you, but give me the child now, and I will accompany you to do what you want to do!"

This answer is not what Homelander wants to hear.

If Madeline had chosen him firmly at this time, there would still be room for redemption.

But now, it's over.

"It seems that you have made your choice."

Homelander came to Madeline with the child in his arms.

He stared into Madeline's eyes and saw a trace of pleading in them.

"Please..."

As soon as she opened her mouth, two red laser lights suddenly burst out of Homelander's eyes.

Madeline didn't even have the chance to scream before she turned into a charcoal with black smoke.

Looking at the body of the person he once loved, Homelander suddenly felt relieved.

"In fact, I already knew the answer."

He laughed at himself, "I just don't want to lie to myself anymore."

At this moment, he felt that he had been reborn.

Homelander glanced at the baby in his arms. This burden could just be thrown into an orphanage.

Now, he was going to see Martha.

...

The next day, when Bruce entered the Watt Building, he heard a bombshell news.

Vought Corporation Vice President, Madeleine Stillwell, is dead.

Then something even more important happened during the meeting of the seven-person group that day.

"I killed Madeleine."

The motherland man said calmly, "From today on, Ashley will take over Madeleine's job. Do you hear it clearly?"

The other heroes on the round table suddenly fell silent.

They could not imagine that nothing happened after the people of the motherland casually killed the vice president of the group.

Has Watt Company completely surrendered to the people of the motherland?

Hearing the panicked heartbeats of the people around them, the people of the motherland showed a satisfied smile.

Yes, he could have done whatever he wanted.

This world is just your own plaything!

But at this moment——

"I have a question."

When everyone lowered their heads, Bruce suddenly spoke.

"Why did you kill Ms. Madeleine? There must be a reason, right?"

reason?

The face of the motherland suddenly darkened. Does he need a reason to kill?

Bruce's speech was completely provoking himself!

He had an evil look in his eyes, as if he was going to shoot Bruce to death with his heat vision in the next second.

But Bruce didn't seem to feel it at all.

He turned his head and looked into the eyes of his motherland without giving in.

"Mr. Fatherland, I know you wanted to kill me for just a moment, but it's up to you, and I have something to say now."

Bruce said, "Excuse me, why did you kill Ms. Madeleine?"

The people of the motherland heard Bruce's heartbeat, which was unusually calm and without any fluctuation.

Without any fear.

The people of the motherland have only experienced this kind of situation with Martha.

Is he just a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, or does he really have some backup plans and confidence?

The native thought of the scene when he went to see Martha after killing Madeleine last night.

…

Jingle bell——

The wind chimes in the bar rang, and the people from the motherland walked in in high spirits.

"I did it!"

The motherland shouted to Martha as soon as she entered the door.

"I discovered that woman's true identity and helped her escape."

He originally wanted to use these words to show that he had fulfilled Martha's instructions.

The people of the motherland want to prove that they are no longer troubled by a little charity love, and that they are truly free now!

Unfortunately, he didn't realize that his so-called freedom was just jumping from one pit to another.

The object of his emotional sustenance has just shifted from Madeleine to Martha.

Martha stood behind the bar, gently wiping glasses.

Every time people from the motherland come, they see her doing this.

It seems like the cup will never be wiped clean.

"Why are you so happy?"

Martha suddenly sighed, "On the contrary, I feel sad for you, because I hope from the bottom of my heart that you can be the chosen one."

"It doesn't matter!"

said the native, "I don't care about Madeleine anymore!"

"Really?"

Martha glanced at the motherland and said, "Then I'll just take it as your sincerity."

"Of course I mean it!"

"Then I want to congratulate you for coming out."

Martha mixed another glass of wine for the motherland and pushed it in front of him. The motherland drank it down without hesitation.

Three levels of drunkenness suddenly came to my mind.

"Martha, I really appreciate you!"

The motherland has a bit of a tongue and said, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to see my true heart clearly.

"I have to repay you, let me do a little thing for you!"

Hearing these words, Martha shook her head: "I'm not helping you in return. Let's not talk about this."

"A small thing! A small thing!"

The motherland insisted, "I can do anything, you don't have to think it's troublesome for me!"

"is that so?"

Martha stopped all her movements, and then fell into deep thought.

The natives remained silent, waiting for Martha's answer.

"Then just be who you are!"

Martha suddenly smiled, "Stop caring about other people's opinions, be your truest self, and do whatever you want.

"There will definitely be some people who don't understand this, but I promise you, those who love you will always love you."

People who love you will love you back, this is nonsense.

But to the people of the motherland, it has a completely different meaning.

He seemed to have gotten the answer he had been dreaming of from Martha. The person who loves you was automatically named Martha in his mind.

"you're right!"

The motherland man nodded and said, "I have long been tired of my current life. What I need is someone who truly loves me!"

He thought about his fans.

Although that group of people now say they love themselves, once they know their true identity, how many of them will still stand by their side?

It can't be like this.

The people of the motherland thought that they should conduct a screening for their fans.

Only those who love themselves from the bottom of their hearts and support themselves unconditionally can be considered true fans.

Others are all fake fans!

From this moment on, people all over the world were divided into two parts by the people of the motherland.

Those who love him and those who don't.

"By the way, I have one more thing." Martha just spoke, and then immediately rejected herself, "No, I have already asked you to do one thing, and I can't trouble you anymore."

"Say it!"

Homelander was full of pride, "Not to mention one thing, even if it's a hundred things, I can do it easily!"

He would definitely do his best to fulfill Martha's request!

"It's like this, there is a man named Bruce Wayne in your group of seven, right?" Martha asked.

At this moment, Homelander suddenly became suspicious.

Why did Martha ask Bruce?

An idea grew in his mind uncontrollably.

Could it be that Martha didn't love him, but Bruce Wayne?

Is this possible?

"Don't think too much." Martha smiled and said, "I have a friend who is a fan of Bruce, and she cares about this boy very much."

"Really?" Homelander asked back.

"Are you doubting that I'm lying to you?"

The smile on Martha's face suddenly disappeared, and she sighed, "If that's the case, then you can turn around and leave, or kill me before leaving, I will never blame you!"

"No, no, no!"

Homelander panicked, and he quickly assured Martha, "I absolutely don't doubt you, I swear, absolutely not!"

"Swearing is not enough."

Martha's expression eased a little, but she obviously still didn't forgive Homelander's attitude just now.

She took out a bag of snacks from under the bar, and after opening it, there were marshmallows inside.

"How about this, I'll throw a piece of marshmallow into the sky, and if you can catch it with your mouth, I'll forgive you."

"No problem!"

Homelander patted his chest and laughed in his heart.

Martha still didn't know her own strength.

He is Homelander, let alone a piece of marshmallow, even if it's a hundred pieces, he can catch them all in one second.

"Are you ready?"

Martha threw a piece of marshmallow high into the air.

Homelander just flashed, and then the marshmallow was bitten in his mouth.

"How is it!" He said to Martha like offering a treasure, "I caught it!"

Martha smiled immediately.

"So good, so good!"

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For example, how much money does it cost to develop Luthor's armor;

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