In American comics, drawing cards reveals wave-particle duality

"Okay, you guys go out, no one is allowed to come in without my order."

The motherland waved their hands as if nothing had happened and drove the terrified second-line heroes out of the meeting room.

"Locomotive, and Ashley, you stay."

When all the second-tier superhumans left in a hurry and went to the next level to wait, the motherland closed the door and turned towards the locomotive.

"You guys who are always causing trouble and never accomplish anything are always making me worry... Do you know what I have contributed to the Seven-Man Team and how much effort I have put in?"

"You, the locomotive, you killed one of your own kind, the Blue Falcon... Do you know what this means?"

"You're always thinking about your ridiculous ethnic group, your head is full of the paste formed by Compound No. 5, and your strange heart..."

The people of our country began to make trouble.

His eyes were filled with irritation, confusion, and extreme disgust for stupidity.

The locomotive was scolded and could only lower his head obediently, not daring to look his fellow countrymen in the eye. He knew that he had indeed gone too far this time... But, that was his brother, and if he didn't take revenge, he would not deserve to be called a "locomotive."

"And you, Ashley, you're wearing a wig, right? Take that fake skin off, right now!"

Ashley was a little bit incredulous when she heard this. With trembling hands, she slowly took off the lush-looking wig on her head.

"Wow—"

After pulling off the wig, only a few fragile strands of hair were left on her head, and her eyes were already red with tears.

Ever since Ashley came to the team of seven and took charge, except for Jonathan and Kate, who gave her little worry, every other member, including the Homelanders, gave her a headache.

These superheroes, relying on their influence and narcissistic complexes, are arrogant and disobedient, causing Ashley's work pressure to increase dramatically. Whenever she feels stressed, she pulls out handfuls of hair forcefully.

A month has passed...Her hair volume is now so thin that it is visible to the naked eye.

The people of our country...are really bullying us.

"Locomotive, now I'm giving you a mission, go and assassinate the vice president."

Homelander ordered.

The locomotive's heart tightened. This mission was very difficult for him. Although he was fast, he could not guarantee whether there were any witnesses at the scene. Once exposed, his heroic career would be over.

But he had no choice. Seeing the noncommittal look from his fellow countrymen, he didn't have the courage to resist at all.

"……it is good."

At this time, several members of the black-robed patrol team who were locked in the vault fell into despair. There was no other reason for this. The door of the vault was extremely strong. According to Xingguang's fist strength, it would take about half a day to open it.

Fortunately, Frankie's cell phone had been modified and could receive weak signals in the vault, so he hurriedly called Hughie.

Soon after, they heard noises coming from outside. The rotary lock on the vault door was turned, exposing the outside air inside.

"call--"

The door opened, and to everyone's surprise, besides Hughie, standing next to him was Jonathan, the current captain of the Seven.

"Wujin? Why are you here? Shouldn't you be in the Seven-Man Tower now?"

MM now inexplicably feels hostile towards relatively unfamiliar superheroes. The reason is that in his opinion, these unfamiliar guys are not good people.

"And, Huey, why did you call him here?"

"Emmm... Guys, he was actually the one who brought me here. The door to the vault was locked tightly, and it was Jonathan who opened it for you."

MM was speechless when she saw this, but Frankie on the side became curious.

"So, Hughie... you're Neverjin's follower now? You're one of our team members, you... we said we'd fight Homelander together."

"Oh... Frankie, I'm not on the side of the Homelanders. On the contrary, we have to deal with the Homelanders. The situation outside may be completely different from what you think."

After Huey's summary, several people vaguely understood the current situation.

"So, the motherland has entered a state of war readiness? How dare he... Isn't he afraid of causing panic among the people?"

Starlight's face crumpled.

"What kind of press conference is this bastard holding?"

In the face of the current tense situation, the black robe team did not delay and hurriedly prepared to set off to the Water Tower to rescue people. Under the old and dilapidated rented apartment, two supercars sped away with angry noises, attracting the attention of the people around them as they watched them go away.

----split line----

The elevator to the 82nd floor of the Water Building was opened.

Queen Maeve, Butcher and Soldier Boy walked out of the elevator together, all with blood stains on their faces.

They walked through the empty offices and came to a relatively empty file room.

However, he did not expect that his compatriots had already been waiting here in combat uniforms, with their hands behind their backs and eyes full of scrutiny.

"Oh... you bastard, are you here to die so early?"

Butcher shook his head with a hideous, evil smile on his face.

Queen Maeve stood with her hands on her hips, staring at her homelander with eyes burning with hatred.

However, their fellow countrymen, who pretended to be calm, were not much better than them.

He just received a call from the soldier boy last night. He thought he could confirm the family relationship and see if the fatherly love that was originally missing could be found again.

As a result, today, his great daddy just came with two enemies who had sworn grudges against him to his headquarters and confronted him. It seemed... everyone knew that they were not here with good intentions.

Thinking of this, Zu Bao became more and more angry, and cursed angrily:

"Soldier boy, I'm your son, your own flesh and blood. Our family reunion is the most important thing."

"Look, not only do you have me, you also have a lovely grandson. Come... Ryan, come and see your grandpa."

As he spoke, Homelander carefully led out a boy from the side. The boy had blond hair and blue eyes, and looked somewhat similar to Homelander and the soldier boy.

"Look, this is your grandson. He inherited all our good genes..."

"Ryan, come and call me grandpa."

"Grandpa...Hi, Grandpa."

Ryan looked at the soldier boy in front of him with some strangeness, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

However, the word "grandfather" not only failed to move the soldier boy, but instead aroused resentment and disdain in his heart.

He didn't expect that his substitute, the culprit who harmed him, was such a... giant baby.

He immediately turned his head away speechlessly, not wanting to see this physically uncomfortable scene.

Unexpectedly, the countryman began to shed tears again, his expression full of sincerity and longing for family affection.

"In fact, I am you."

The soldier boy put his hand on the motherland's shoulder and said:

"I know."

"But you are such a disappointment. You keep crying like a giant baby. How could I have a weak son like you?"

The soldier boy's words were full of disappointment, helplessness, and a hint of hidden hatred.

"Really, it's so disappointing."

"What?"

Before Homelander could react, the soldier boy's hand, which was originally on Homelander's shoulder, suddenly shot up, grabbed Homelander's chin tightly, and slammed it back.