Plunder the Heavens from American Comics

MM felt helpless.

Does right or wrong matter now? Shouldn't survival be the most important thing?
In desperation, he could only humbly say: "It's my fault! Okay?"

His tone was full of helplessness and compromise.

But my heart is full of anxiety.

"But we can't argue now!" MM tried to explain the seriousness of the matter to Monica.

His voice was a little anxious.

His eyes kept scanning the surroundings.

As if worried that danger might come at any time.

But he was interrupted by Monique.

"You put our lives in jeopardy without thinking it through! Marvin!" Monica's voice rose a few notches.

His eyes were full of reproach.

After saying that, Monique ignored MM and turned aside.

"Monique, it's just..." MM was interrupted by her daughter before she could finish.

"Dad!" The daughter's voice was clear and loud.

MM squatted down.

A gentle smile appeared on her face.

Said: "Hey, baby! Come here! Hug me!"

His eyes were full of love.

With arms open, waiting for her daughter's hug.

"What are you busy with?" MM asked.

His voice was soft and full of curiosity.

"I was just drawing a picture for you," said the daughter.

She had a proud smile on her face.

"Really? Can I take a look?" Although MM was very anxious, she said patiently.

His eyes were full of anticipation.

He reached out and took the painting from his daughter's hand.

"Oh my God! It's so beautiful!" MM praised without reservation.

There was an expression of surprise on his face.

"Thank you, baby!" MM said to her daughter.

His eyes were filled with emotion.

At this time, Monica also came over.

"Baby Jenny, Daddy is taking us to a friend's house to spend the night. Can you help Mommy pack up your toys?" Monica asked her daughter.

Her voice was gentle and her eyes were full of anticipation.

The daughter nodded and agreed happily.

But now was no time for her to put away her toys.

So MM said to Monique, "Baby, it's too late. We don't have time to pack up the toys. We have to go."

MM's heart was filled with anxiety.

His eyes kept scanning the surroundings.

As if looking for the fastest way to leave.

. . . . . .

Water International, inside a spacious and bright office.

Madeleine held the phone, her fingers tightly clenched around the receiver, a look of anticipation on her face.

"I knew you would vote your conscience, Senator. Thank you. Goodbye." Madeleine hung up the phone.

She sighed softly, as if a huge stone in her heart had fallen to the ground.

She said to her fellow countryman sitting on the sofa, "There are still three votes!"

Madeline's eyes sparkled with excitement, and her body leaned forward slightly, as if she was conveying this joy to her fellow countrymen.

When the people of our country heard the news, they also clapped their hands excitedly.

A big smile appeared on his face and his eyes were full of pride.

"Insiders say that the Pentagon is going to support the purchase of low-end weapons for $350 billion, which gives us an advantage over Lockheed Martin," Madeline said excitedly to Homelander.

Her voice was full of excitement and her hands kept gesturing, as if she was depicting a bright future.

The motherland listened and nodded.

"It's great! It's incredible!" exclaimed the native.

His eyes were gleaming with excitement, as if he saw endless glory and wealth.

"Edgar, he must be very happy!" said the Homelander.

"Who cares about Edgar!" Madeline seemed unhappy when Edgar was mentioned.

Her brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of dissatisfaction flashed in her eyes.

"This is our achievement, you and me! What's important is us!" Madeline emphasized to her fellow countrymen.

Her eyes were full of determination, as if she was showing her determination to her people.

Homelander gave Madeline a smile in return.

His eyes were full of tenderness and love, as if telling Madeleine that he agreed with her point of view.

Then he changed the subject: "Hey, do you remember that girl in the marketing department?"

There was a glimmer of reminiscence in the eyes of the motherland, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if he was recalling the good old days.

"Ashley? I'm sorry, I was forced to fire her. She..." Madeline was interrupted by Homelander before she could finish.

"No, no, no, not her, the one from seven or eight years ago, Becca!" said Homelander.

His eyes were full of anticipation, as if he was waiting for Madeline's response.

"Becca?" Madeline was a little confused and couldn't remember for a moment.

"Yes!" said the Homelander.

Madeline seemed to remember.

"Becca Butcher!?" Madeline said.

There was a hint of doubt in her eyes, as if she was trying hard to remember the owner of this name.

"Yes, that's her." said the Homelander.

"What's wrong with her?" Madeline asked puzzled.

Her eyes were full of curiosity, as if she was waiting for her fellow countrymen to solve the mystery.

"She's missing," Homelander continued.

There was a mysterious light in his eyes, as if hinting at something. "What do you mean by missing?" Madeline was still puzzled.

Her brows were slightly furrowed, her eyes full of confusion.

"It means, gone, missing, assumed dead," Homelander continued.

There was calmness in his voice, as if he was telling a story that had nothing to do with him.

"Wow," Madeline exclaimed.

There was a hint of surprise in her eyes, as if she was shocked by the news.

"Yes, I've read her file and the police believe it was suicide. Her husband seemed... he was very angry at the time," Homelander continued.

There was a gleam of reminiscence in his eyes, as if he was remembering the angry man.

"William Butcher" Homelander looked at Madeline.

Seeing the Homelander staring at her, Madeline was very confused, so she asked, "Should I know his name?"

Her eyes were full of confusion, as if she was thinking about the answer to this question.

"No, there is no need to know for sure." Homelander shook his head.

"But I just want to know if you know what happened to her?" Homelander asked.

His eyes were full of anticipation, as if he was waiting for Madeline's answer.

"I don't know, I just guessed she quit," Madeline replied.

There was a hint of uncertainty in her eyes, as if she was uneasy about her answer.

"Just resign?" asked the Homelander.

His eyes were full of doubts, as if he was thinking about the authenticity of this answer.

"Is there any specific reason why you ask these questions?" Madeline asked, seeing that Homelander was still pestering the woman.

Her eyes were full of curiosity, as if she was waiting for an explanation from her fellow countrymen.

"No, I'm just curious. It's interesting, right? I mean, it's..." said Homelander.

There was a mysterious gleam in his eyes, as if hinting at something.

Madeline nodded. "Yes, it's very sad."

There was a glimmer of sympathy in her eyes, as if she felt sorry for the missing woman.

"Indeed it is." The motherland said with admiration.

There was a hint of emotion in his eyes, as if he was thinking about the impermanence of life.

"I thought maybe we could let Maria stay a little longer to take care of the baby." Madeline paused here.

There was a glimmer of expectation in her eyes, as if she was waiting for a response from her fellow countrymen.

After a while, he continued, "Maybe we can order takeout?"

"Want to have a good chat about what's going on? Just you and me?" Madeline looked at Homelander.

Her eyes were full of anticipation, as if she was waiting for the consent of her fellow countrymen.

"That sounds great." Homelander reached out and stroked Madeline's cheek.

His eyes were full of tenderness and love, as if he was expressing his feelings to Madeline.

Then she suddenly changed her expression and said, "But you should still be a good mother."

There was a hint of indifference in his eyes, as if he had turned into another person in an instant.

After saying that, he stood up and left Madeline's office.

Homelander's figure gradually disappeared at the door, and a trace of loss flashed in Madeline's eyes, as if she was hurt by Homelander's rejection.

. . . . . .

Inside Shen Hai's small apartment, the light was dim, and a faint smell of damp permeated the small space.

Shen Hai opened the door, with a hint of anticipation and nervousness on his face. In addition to him, there was a woman in white clothes. The woman's eyes flashed with curiosity and excitement.

"I'm telling you, you'll definitely like it here," the woman said to the deep sea. Her voice was clear, pleasant, and full of energy.

Deep sea closed the door.

The girl continued, "Do you like roller coasters?" Her eyes were full of anticipation, as if waiting for the deep sea's answer.

Shen Hai approached the girl, his eyes flickering with tenderness. "I prefer the water park." Then, he kissed the girl. His movements were gentle and affectionate, as if he was expressing his inner feelings.

The girl did not resist and responded to the deep sea enthusiastically. She hugged the deep sea tightly with both hands, as if she was enjoying the warmth of the moment.

"Cedar Point has both," the girl said, kissing the deep sea. Her voice was full of temptation, which was hard to resist.

The two kissed as they moved closer to the bed, their bodies pressed tightly together as if seeking each other's warmth.

When Shen Hai wanted to take off the girl's clothes, the girl stopped him. There was a hint of determination in her eyes. "You take them off first!" the girl said to Shen Hai. Her voice was full of commanding tone, making it impossible to refuse.

Shenhai looked at the girl, paused and said, "Most girls like this uniform." There was a hint of uneasiness in his eyes, as if he was worried that the girl would not like his true appearance.

The girl said, "I am not an ordinary girl." Then, she kissed the deep sea again. Her action was passionate and affectionate, as if she was expressing her love to the deep sea.

"Is what everyone says true?" She asked while being intimate with the deep sea. Her voice was full of curiosity, as if she was exploring an unknown world.

"Come on, baby, you are right in front of me!" The girl said when she saw that Shen Hai was unwilling to speak. Her voice was full of temptation, which was hard to resist.

"I have to see it with my own eyes, please!" the girl continued, with a hint of desire in her eyes, as if she was expecting a surprise.

She seemed to be fascinated by Deep Sea's gills. Deep Sea looked at the girl and didn't understand why she was so persistent. His heart was full of doubts and uneasiness.

"I look different from others." Shen Hai said with a bit of inferiority complex. His voice was full of helplessness, as if he felt sad for being special.

The girl said nonchalantly: "This is exactly what I expected." She licked her lips, with a hint of excitement in her eyes.

Shenhai said helplessly: "Okay." His voice was full of compromise, as if he was making concessions to satisfy the girl's curiosity.

After saying that, he began to take off his clothes. His movements were slow and hesitant, as if he was afraid that the girl would see his true appearance and leave him.

The gills hidden under the clothes were exposed. After seeing the gills and fins under the deep-sea clothes, the girl couldn't help laughing. Her laughter was full of ridicule and disdain.

"Look at these fins! Oh my god! How horrible!" These words hurt Shen Hai's heart a little. He was filled with loss and sadness, as if his uniqueness was being laughed at and disliked.

"Can we..." Shen Hai was a little overwhelmed by her ridicule. His voice was full of helplessness and pleading, as if he hoped that the girl would stop laughing at him.

But at this moment, the girl suddenly leaned forward and put one hand on the gills of the deep-sea fish. Her action was rude and disrespectful, making people feel uncomfortable.

The other hand held Shen Hai's head, and the two began to make out again. However, Shen Hai's gills naturally felt severe pain after being touched by dry hands.

"Be gentle!" Shen Hai said quickly. His voice was full of pain and pleading, as if he hoped the girl would be gentler.

But the girl seemed not to hear him. She pushed Shen Hai onto the sofa. Her action was decisive and powerful, surprising.

Then he rode the deep sea himself and began to put his hands into the gills of the deep sea fish.

"Oh my God! Okay! You hurt me!" Shenhai began to resist. His voice was full of anger and pain, as if he was fighting for his dignity.

The girl seemed to have not heard what he said, and kept touching his gills. Her movements were frantic and obsessive, which made people feel scared.

"Stop, stop, stop!" Shen Hai kept shouting in pain. His voice was full of helplessness and pain, as if he was feeling sad for his own experience.

The girl looked at the deep sea's resistance and said in confusion: "Please, it's just my little finger." Her voice was full of disdain and ridicule, which made people angry.

Hearing this, Shenhai sat up.

"No! I said it hurts!" His voice was full of determination and anger, as if he was fighting for his rights. (End of this chapter)