Plunder the Heavens from Warhammer

Chapter 8: No matter how tough a man looks, he is still warm and soft inside
Butcher and Hughie moved the Invisible Man to a secret room in an abandoned factory and stuffed him into a prepared iron cage.

In order to prevent the chip in the invisible person's body from being located, Hughie was responsible for purchasing shielding aluminum foil, while French and Butcher were busy powering up the iron cage.

"You're all dead, you'd better let me go!"

Even though he was locked in an electrified iron cage, the invisible man was still arrogant: "Otherwise, when the motherland comes, he will kill you all!"

"Well, you heard it. He said our countrymen would kill us."

Alvin took out his phone, turned on the camera mode, and pointed it at the people in the cage: "Oh my god, this is terrible. If Homelander finds out that we have kidnapped the Seven, he will definitely use his thermal vision to cruelly cut us open and turn us into minced meat all over the ground!"

"What do you think, Frankie?"

Without saying a word, Butcher stabbed in with an electric baton and turned to look at Frankie.

The invisible man was twitching all over from the electric shock, but he was still cursing and threatening.

"My idea is to stuff your bitch back into your mother's belly!"

Frankie cursed angrily, then lit a cigarette, put it in his mouth, took a deep breath, and exhaled the smoke: "He can reorganize the carbon elements in his skin, making it as hard as diamond. It is difficult to kill him with conventional methods."

This is the reason why the Invisible Man is so arrogant. Although he was caught, his skin is as hard as diamond. It is impossible for these few people to kill him.

He was tortured with waterboarding 183 times in the Middle East and only spoke once in six months.

But do these people have six months?

No, they hadn't even been six hours, he had been out of contact for twenty-four hours, and the Vought Group would find out soon.

It won't be long before our people from our homeland find this place and kill all these damn bastards!
"It's not me who is trapped, it's you." The invisible man laughed wildly and arrogantly: "If you don't want to die, you'd better let me go now."

Butcher and French really couldn't think of how to kill the invisible man in a short period of time, and they fell silent.

"I do have an idea."

Alvin didn't want to waste time, so he leaned against the door frame and said, "No matter how tough a man looks, his rectum is warm and soft, isn't it?"

Hughie, who came back with the shielding foil, looked confused when he heard this.

Butcher and French showed ambiguous smiles on their faces: "He is right, even if the skin is as hard as diamond, the rectum and internal organs must be soft!"

The invisible man in the iron cage finally stopped being arrogant, and his tone suddenly changed: "No, no, no, what do you want? Money? I can give you a lot of money. Let me go, and I swear I won't cause you any trouble. As for the bug, I promise not to tell anyone!"

But unfortunately, his assurance was like waste paper in the toilet to Butcher: "Just get some good sleep!"

Without saying a word, he picked up the electric baton and gave the invisible man an electric shock therapy.

"Frankie, prepare a surprise for this bastard," said Butcher.

"No problem, I'm good at this."

Frankie agreed and left with his bag. He needed to buy some raw materials.

"Wait, wait. Aren't you going to interrogate him?" Hughie next to him finally reacted and said in horror: "You want to kill him? He is a national treasure, one of the Seven Giants!"

"Sometimes, I really doubt whether you have a brain at all."

Butcher sneered, "This guy has seen our faces. You don't really think he can let us go, do you? Or do you plan to wait for the Homelanders to find us and then use thermal vision to turn us into roast chickens one by one?"

"But."

Huey was a little confused.

Originally, he just wanted to take revenge on the locomotive, but why did the results become more and more exaggerated?

"I don't have time to explain to you right now. If you don't want to die, keep an eye on that bastard." Butcher handed the electric baton to Hughie, glanced at Alvin next to him, and motioned for him to go out and talk.

When he got outside, Butcher's mind was now full of his wife Rebecca, and he couldn't wait to say, "Now, we can talk about your deal."

"Of course, no problem, Mr. Butcher." Alvin said slowly, like a shrewd businessman: "I will provide you with information, and then you will be responsible for getting what I want. In return, I will tell you the whereabouts of Ms. Rebecca Butcher. It's that simple. It's beneficial to both parties, isn't it?"

"Why should I believe you?" Butcher said with a cold face, showing deep distrust.

"Your wife was brought into the room by the Homelanders when she attended a Vought Company party eight years ago." Alvin smiled slowly, "Three hours later, Rebecca Butcher left the room, but she has never been seen since. She was officially declared dead. Am I right?"

Butcher's chest rose and fell violently, and his eyes seemed to be spitting fire, but he still held back: "What you said, the CIA also knows, it cannot be used as evidence."

"Well, let me put it another way."

Alvin looked at Butcher with a half-smile, and said in a slightly playful tone: "Your wife was raped by the Homelanders and gave birth to a child, who was then secretly hidden by the Vought Group. This information should be enough to gain your trust, right?"

Boom!

It was as if a bolt of lightning flashed through Butcher's mind.

He was cheated on?!

Moreover, my wife gave birth to a child for my countryman!
"No, it's impossible, this is impossible!" Butcher's blood rushed to his head, veins on his forehead bulged, and he roared at the top of his lungs: "You must be lying to me! This is absolutely impossible!"

"That child is very special. He was born with super powers and inherited the genes of his motherland."

Alvin didn't care whether he could bear it or not, and continued: "So, the Vought Group took it very seriously, and even hid Rebecca and the child in a secret park without telling the people of their country."

"Is it special to be born with super powers?" Although Butcher was very angry, he still keenly captured the key words.

"This is what I want you to help me get."

Alvin narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly: "Compound No. 5, the Water Group secretly injected this drug into the bodies of babies, thus creating natural superpowers."

"Whether it's the people of the motherland or the invisible man."

He stared at Butcher, who looked confused, and said word by word: "It was not God who gave them super powers, but Compound No. 5."

Butcher only heard a loud bang and his mind went blank.

Superpowers. From a drug?!

"No wonder, no wonder the Vought Group can control so many super-powered people!"

Butcher finally figured out all the fragmentary clues in the past, including the reason why his wife disappeared and why she was hidden by Walter!

That child inherited the genes of his motherland and is a true, natural super-powered person without any injections of drugs!
"As long as I get Compound Five, you'll tell me where my wife is, right?"

Butcher already believed the other party because things like Compound No. 5 could be easily verified for authenticity.

"Yes, that's our 'deal'."

Alvin handed over a piece of paper: "It contains clues. I believe that with your ability, it should not be difficult to get it, right?"

"The Claw Girl?" There was a name and a phone number written on the note. Butcher frowned. "You mean, she has Compound No. 5?"

“Not sure, but very likely.”

Alvin smiled and said, "She and the engine have a good relationship. I mean a very close relationship."

Butcher held the note in his hand, staring at Alvin's handsome face, and said viciously: "Okay, I promise you, but if I find out that you dare to lie to me, I swear. I will use all means to make you feel what despair is!"

"Mr. Butcher, you can always trust me."

Alvin slightly sternly said, "As a businessman, I have my own pride in my persistence!"

Then, he silently added in his heart: The premise is that scumbags are the exception!

(End of this chapter)