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Chapter 578 The Soldier Boy's Famous Quote
Seeing that Ma Zhaodi's plan was quite detailed and feasible, the butcher immediately called on the others to get ready to go—but there was a slight hesitation on the face of the breastfeeding woman.

"What's wrong?" Butcher asked while putting on his coat. "Hurry up, or are you scared of those old ghosts? We have two superpowered people and a cat, what are you afraid of?"

"I'm scared of damn it."

Breast milk rolled her eyes: "But Soldier Boy is one of the symbols of American spirit, and the Blood for Blood Squad is also an American war hero. If we make this kind of thing public, they will all be finished. What will be left of the Americans? Wouldn't we become the sinners of America?"

Upon hearing this, Becca looked reluctant, Franky and Kimiko were slightly taken aback, while Kenji's eyes lit up.

Able to retaliate against both the US and Vought at the same time? Is such a thing even possible? It's a deal! Double happiness!
"What are you afraid of?"

The Butcher was a bastard to begin with, and he quickly prepared himself mentally: "You have to think about it. Although this will cause America to lose Soldier Boy and the Blood Debt Pays Off Squad, it will also cause America to lose Vought. For so many years, Soldier Boy has been practically dead. So, if you calculate it this way, now that Vought is going to die along with him, America is only gaining and not losing!"

"So you've already equated Walter with a liability for the United States?"

"It's a liability, and I know that all too well."

After hesitating for a moment, she picked up the gun, tucked it into her waistband, and put on her coat.

"Forget it, things have come to this point, there's no point in backing down now—let's go."

"Ha, this is my perfect partner."

Ma Zhaodi, riding his motorcycle at breakneck speed, was rapidly approaching Edgar's location.

The Invisible Man's cell phone signal had disappeared, but that wasn't surprising—Edgar was taking him along, so of course he wouldn't allow him to bring his cell phone.

Even the car that departed today was carefully selected by Edgar; it had no GPS, no in-vehicle intelligent system, and not even a single connected camera.

But Ma Zhaodi was still able to locate the person—this time the principle was quite simple and crude: Edgar informed the Invisible Man where to meet, the time was given, and the location was also given. Edgar's car and people did not carry electronic devices, but the cars and people passing through this area did.

Among the thousands of people passing by, finding a car door that inexplicably opens and closes might be difficult for the naked eye, but it's no problem for a machine. The three-wheeled motorcycle, with its super-fast detection, instantly identified the unregistered vehicle Edgar was in.

“Edgar’s car seems to be heading towards the suburbs,” the tricycle driver warned. “Once it’s out of the suburbs, we won’t be able to track it in real time with the cameras. We need to close the distance.”

"Getting closer makes you easier to be detected. Even the most skilled stealth master can't hide a buzzing motorcycle along with it."

Ma Zhaodi rejected the proposal.

"If that's the case, there are very few cameras on suburban roads, so it's possible to lose track of them."

"Don't use cameras, use satellites."

Ma Zhaodi suggested, "Xingguang told me something. She said that when Shenhai first joined the team, he introduced the company and mentioned that WOT has two Earth Observation 4 satellites, both in Earth orbit. At an altitude of 600,000 meters, they can directly see car license plates. We can hack those two satellites and have one of them help take pictures and locate the car."

"A brilliant idea, I'll execute it right away."

"The other one will be used to assist the Butcher and his team in tracking down the Blood Debt Repayment Squad."

"no problem."

Thus, the three-wheeled vehicle entered automatic navigation mode.

Ma Zhaodi overheard Butcher and his team preparing to depart over the communication, and then spoke up again: "There's one more thing I need to mention."

Why are you so long-winded?

"Don't think I'm being long-winded—did you see that the silly cat is wearing a hat on its head?"

"I saw it, how was it?" "Here's a suggestion for you: it's best to go find Mind Storm first, but this guy has mind-based abilities, so he's quite dangerous. If any of you get controlled by him, put the hat on his head."

"Is this yet another of your magical sorcery tools?"

"I already said that's not witchcraft."

"Okay, let's talk about the Bomb Twins. Why don't you suggest going to them first?"

"Because these two have such extensive connections—do you remember the secret hideout we investigated before?"

"I remember it very clearly."

"That place is nothing compared to the Silverpa party venue for superpowered individuals held at the Twin Stars."

The breast milk couldn't be contained any longer: "??? What the hell does this mean?!"

"It means exactly what it says—they bought a suburban mansion more than a decade ago and turned it into the largest superpowered party club in the United States. Only superpowered people with strong abilities or good looks can go there. They hold a party there regularly, and it's a veritable paradise of wine, meat, food, bands, and ice."

"Fuck Jesus Christ!"

The desperate breast milk murmured, "Is this America's hero? America is doomed."

"They call this the Gathering of Superpowered Individuals. When they have nothing to do, superpowered individuals gather at secret hideout bars in the city, but those who are qualified to attend will never miss the Gathering of Superpowered Individuals in the suburbs. This has resulted in the Gemini not fighting with anyone for the past ten years or so, but they know and have many friends among superpowered individuals. If they were to run away, they would definitely find a few old friends strong enough to act as bodyguards."

"It doesn't matter, hiding one person is easier than hiding two anyway." The Butcher shrugged. "It's a pity that Mind Storm's ability is quite troublesome; finding a place to put him will be a bit difficult."

“I had the cat bring the wallpaper room.”

"Perfect, just lock him inside that piece of paper."

Inside the car, Edgar and the soldier boy chatted happily.

“Say more, old man.”

The soldier boy asked with great interest, "My old teammates seem to be having quite an exciting life these past few years. Tell me more about them?"

“I’ve already told you everything.” Edgar said expressionlessly, showing no sympathy or favoritism towards the man before him, only pure exploitation and a hint of disgust. “What else do you want to hear?”

“Tell me more about the Gathering of Heroes,” the soldier boy replied. “You only mentioned it briefly and didn’t go into detail.”

"What's there to say? Isn't this the very gathering you and the Liberty Girl originally created? It's just that the Gemini Stars continued to run it."

"Things must have changed by now, right?"

"Nothing has changed. It's as disorganized as ever, and it's going further and further down the path of seeking novelty, moral decay, and violating ethics. If I hadn't stopped them, they would have already started inviting those dignitaries from the White House."

"Oh, what about the libertarians?"

"She's now called Storm Girl, but she went missing a couple of days ago."

"What a pity, I was hoping to meet her."

"She is already in her fifties or sixties."

"Women are like fine wine, the older they get, the more fragrant and mellow they become."

(End of this chapter)