Black Robe: Private Angel gave me an American-style large seat at the start.

Su Yan had just dropped Maeve off at the Water Company when he saw the Locomotive quickly walk out of the company, its body slightly lowered in preparation for the start.

Upon seeing Su Yan, he quickly adopted a respectful expression and greeted her.

There was nothing they could do; circumstances were beyond their control. The consequences of angering Su Yan were still fresh in their minds.

"Mr. Su, what a coincidence! Or are you also on your way to apprehend a criminal?"

Su Yan glanced at him and casually asked, "Criminal? What criminal?"

The locomotive paused slightly: "Didn't you know? There was just a superhuman attack on someone on West Street, and Mr. Homelander asked me to handle it."

"The surveillance footage shows a white woman who was extremely strong; she killed someone with a single blow."

At this point, a hint of resentment flashed across Locomotive's face. "And the one he killed was Black! I seriously suspect this guy is a racist!"

White woman? Racism?

Upon hearing these two keywords, Su Yan was slightly taken aback, and an image of a curvaceous white woman came to mind.

He looked at the locomotive and asked, "Is there a video?"

"Video?" The train engine thought for a moment, then disappeared instantly, only to reappear in front of Su Yan the next second, handing him a tablet.

A video is playing on the tablet.

A woman dressed in a sexy outfit casually knocked a black man away, and then, as if still not satisfied, stepped forward and stomped on him.

He was killed on the spot.

Those around who witnessed this were terrified and fled in panic.

The video ended there, but even after more than sixty years, Su Yan recognized the person in the video at a glance.

In particular, the other party's signature move—the American-style sitting—was unforgettable for Su Yan.

He tossed the tablet to the locomotive and said, "You don't need to worry about this."

The locomotive was stunned for a moment: "What?"

Su Yan, with his hands behind his back, slowly rose into the air. Before disappearing, he glanced at the train engine and said:

"If you don't want to be discriminated against, do something that earns respect, instead of coming here like a useless whine seeking your father's approval."

"Tell the Homelanders that I will take over this matter."

Having said that, Su Yan unleashed his mental power to its fullest extent, streaking across the sky like a shooting star.

He knew Private Angel's strength very well. Although his combat power was not strong, his super-fast regeneration, which was practically immortal, was enough to leave countless people helpless.

A locomotive alone is no match for Private Angel.

By the time the news reaches Walter, it's likely that Locomotive won't be the only one coming to hunt down Private Angel.

If we add Maeve and Starlight...

Su Yan had no intention of letting them meet right now, so he had to go and meet his old flame in person.

Besides, if things escalate, would the torpedoes and bombs in New York just stand by and watch?

At that point, a battle between the old and new superheroes might break out.

This would ruin the whole of New York!

Just as Su Yan was thinking this, he arrived at the neighborhood where the accident had occurred.

Because everyone around had already run away, Su Yan immediately spotted Private Angel standing in front of a women's clothing store.

Su Yan thought to himself, "I don't know if this girl is confident or just carefree, but she still has the mind to pick out clothes even in this state."

As Su Yan landed silently, he spread out his mental energy, forming an impenetrable barrier within a radius of 100 meters.

They also destroyed surveillance cameras on the street and in all the shops.

He stood behind the Private Angel and smiled slightly, asking, "Which one have you taken a fancy to?"

Upon hearing this voice, the Private Angel seemed to have some kind of seal within him broken, and his eyes burst forth with uncontrollable joy.

Without even looking or thinking, she turned around and opened her arms to hug Su Yan.

"Su!"

"I've finally waited for you! I knew you'd come looking for me!"

The petite and gentle Private Angel before me is nowhere to be seen in the video, where she was the ruthless figure who stomped on someone's head and crushed it.

In a way, this can be considered a contrast.

Su Yan chuckled, reached out and hugged the other person, and casually patted the Private Angel's round, perky buttocks encased in denim shorts, causing her to let out a soft, coquettish cry.

Su Yan said, "Didn't I say I would come to find you? I never lie, especially to an American sweetheart like you."

"It's just that it came more than sixty years too late."

Su Yan said without changing his expression.

"That's all?" Private Angel scoffed at this shameless remark. "If I didn't age, you'd be seeing an old woman right now!"

Su Yan laughed and said, "Hehe, how could that be? Don't assume things that haven't happened."

"Besides, even if you become an old woman, I will continue to love you."

For Su Yan, sweet words are free and cost nothing; they can win someone's heart just by saying them offhand, so why not?

So this doesn't mean he would actually like an older woman.

Hearing the long-lost sweet words whispered in her ear, Private Angel gave a coquettish snort and said, "Tell me honestly, where have you been all these years?!"

Su Yan raised an eyebrow and said, "You really want to know?"

Private Angel nodded seriously.

Su Yan smiled, and with a quick turn of his arms, he picked the other person up by the waist amidst a gasp and carried them into the women's clothing store in front of him.

"It would take a long time to explain, do you really want to delay our long-awaited reunion because of something so trivial?"

Upon hearing this, Private Angel knew perfectly well what was about to happen.

But this was also what she wanted most, and her legs intertwined and began to rub together.

"What are you doing! We're outside!"

"Don't worry, I've checked the area. You scared everyone away long ago."

Su Yan used her telekinesis to select a white dress and led Private Angel into the fitting room.

Private Angel looked at the white dress in her hands and asked suspiciously, "You want me to wear this?"

Su Yan nodded and said, "Don't you think it's suitable?"

Private Angel rolled his eyes and said, "You wouldn't have made me wear this on purpose, while you were doing this to me, would you?"

cough.

Su Yan coughed lightly and said righteously, "Impossible! I just haven't seen you in a skirt before, and I think this suits you very well!"

He certainly wouldn't say that he wanted the other person to cosplay Marilyn Monroe.

Private Angel snorted twice, but didn't expose Su Yan. She changed her clothes in front of Su Yan in a generous and natural manner.

Looking at the exquisite body before him, Su Yan couldn't help but sigh that V1 was truly a wonderful thing; maintaining youth forever was something he could never get tired of.

Su Yan stood up, turned the private angel away from him, and placed his hands on her waist.

A long-awaited reunion of development has begun.

Since Su Yan had said that there was no one nearby, Private Angel didn't deliberately suppress himself and made sobbing sounds.