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Chapter 517 He believed it, he really believed it!
Logically speaking, a well-trained, highly skilled, and meticulously planned team would prioritize efficiency, ensuring that after successfully completing the planned objectives, they would not waste any time, avoid all risks, and leave the scene as quickly as possible.

If the plan goes awry, their reaction will be even faster. They will accelerate their evacuation according to the pre-arranged escape route. In just two or three minutes, they will probably be able to drive several kilometers away from the scene.

Even if Homelander could easily trace the completed search area, he was still just one person, and the limit of his X-ray vision was that he could only penetrate one or two layers of walls. If he searched in the wrong direction and gave these professionals some time, it was not impossible for them to escape.

This is easy to understand. If his X-ray vision could penetrate into the basement of every building, then the safe houses that the CIA used to deal with Vought would be completely exposed, even if they were covered with zinc. If one or two buildings in a complex are not X-ray pierced, it's obvious that there's something wrong with those buildings.

Otherwise, when he and Queen Maeve dealt with that terrorist, there would have been no need for the captain to reveal the terrorist's floor number; Homelander would have said it himself—he never misses an opportunity to show off his divine power.

So, after he completed his mission to silence them and took to the sky, he never expected to see a guy interrogating a member of Shining Radiance right there on the street.

"I didn't expect there would be such an unexpected bonus."

Was this guy either incredibly stupid or incredibly overconfident? Didn't he consider Vought International's superheroes in his plan? Or did he think the superheroes weren't fast enough?
"It actually saved a lot of trouble."

He slowly descended from the sky into the alley, but even then, the man seemed not to have seen him. He was still interrogating the unfortunate member of Shining Glory whose jaw had been dislocated, seemingly completely unaware of his current predicament.

Homelander took a few steps forward, his X-ray vision sweeping over the two people in the middle of the alley. The man lying on the ground had all his limbs broken, just like the people in the basement. He couldn't speak, and he also had tattoos on his skin. All these characteristics and signs indicated that he was one of the escaped members of the Shining Glory group in the basement.

So the person interrogating him is naturally the one who caused that scene in the basement.

But why is he the only one?
Homelander turned to look at the mysterious man dressed like an onion—his outermost garment was a black robe, and his face was covered by a pale ghost mask.

Beneath the outer layer, inside were the attire of the Filipinos, members of Shining Glory, even bearing the same tattoos on his skin—this person was also a member of Shining Glory.

Upon closer inspection, there were wounds and bandages on the right abdomen and left leg of the demon mask, which appeared to be injuries caused by bullets.

He suddenly realized that this was the reason why the group of Shining Glory members and their sentries in the basement had not put up any effective resistance from beginning to end—they were all brainwashed brothers, so who would have thought that there would be a traitor among them?

The man stared at the long, thin, hideous face, his gaze passing through it and imprinting the other's dull, unremarkable features on his mind.

Then, his gaze returned to the tortured person who had been crippled.

Swah——

Two red-hot laser beams instantly pierced the man's brain, and the tormented terrorist finally lost all consciousness, freeing him from this endless, bone-crushing interrogation.

Although his will to live still outweighed his desire to die for the time being, Homelander was in a hurry to silence him and did not want to give him a chance to go to court and explain information.

After Madeline proposed a bill to integrate superheroes into the military system, a significant number of people viewed Vought as a thorn in their side. If anything were to happen at this critical juncture, they would certainly not miss the opportunity to kick him while he was down. Losing the bill was a minor matter; the most important secret, Compound V, was a major one.

This time, the mysterious masked man finally turned his head to look in Homelander's direction. "That's strange, you don't seem very scared?"

Homelander noticed that Ghostface seemed expressionless and wondered, "Why aren't you running? Or have you resigned yourself to your fate? Where are your teammates?"

"What teammates?"

Ghost Face retorted, "Do I need any teammates to deal with this group?"

Homelander, not expecting this answer, continued, "So you're a superhuman? You can see in the dark? Or glow?"

After saying this, he waved his hand again before Ghost Face could speak again.

"Forget it, whatever your abilities are, it doesn't matter."

"I just want to know why you attacked your own teammates, and why you wanted to get the location of something from them?"

"You want to know?"

"It's okay if you don't want to talk about it now."

A cold smile appeared on Homelander's face, and his eyes flashed red: "In that case, I can play a little longer—"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

As Homelander spoke, Ghostface suddenly pulled out two pistols, firing three shots each. The six rapid gunshots rang out almost in one breath, and the six bullets, with unbelievable accuracy, hit the same spot in succession—Homelander's right eye.

With the clanging of bullets hitting the ground, Homelander reached out and tightly covered his twitching right eye. In that instant, he was preparing his laser beam and didn't have time to close his eyes. All six bullets hit his eyeballs. Although he didn't feel pain or even suffer any injury, the fact that something had entered his eye still caused severe discomfort that interrupted his heat vision.

Anger surged and burned within him. He reopened his eyes, staring intently at the man opposite him who dared to draw his gun on him, his face now extremely grim.

At the same time, he also figured out some things—in the attack two days ago, there was also a skilled gunman whose shooting skills were comparable to those of the superhero "Gunpowder," who possessed shooting superpowers. In that firefight, that gunman also only wounded and did not kill.

Furthermore, the gunshot wounds on his body perfectly matched the description of the dazzling light that day, and his tattoos added up everything—because they were members of the same organization, he didn't go all out that day or today, but because he wanted something, he attacked their stronghold again today.

Once he understood this, the red light in Homelander's eyes immediately disappeared. The other party had a lot of information he wanted to know, and thermal imaging was too easy to accidentally kill.

He charged straight at the other person.

(End of this chapter)