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

Newman, the woman with the headshot, isn't exactly stunningly beautiful, but she's very distinctive, and the more you look at her, the more you appreciate her uniqueness.

Moreover, Newman is very cunning and resourceful; otherwise, he wouldn't have wanted to compete for that unique position.

Conquering such a woman brings a unique sense of accomplishment.

As for forcing Newman to the forefront, that's a matter for the Black Robe Squad to handle.

Next, we'll see why Butcher sought him out.

With a thought, Su Yan vanished from the spot in an instant.

After he left, the terrifying pressure around him gradually dissipated, leaving behind only a black hole that was enough to shock everyone.

......

On a certain street.

"Fuck you, Butcher."

Marvin walked along the streets late at night, his neck hunched. He took out his phone for the third time and glanced at it. The screen was full of posts from Wu Nian's fan forum.

None of the comments, like "Wu Nian was photographed at the Water Tower today" or "Wu Nian's new hairstyle is so cool," are useful.

Marvin shoved his phone back into his pocket, cursing under his breath.

Butcher told him to come find Su Yan, but he wouldn't even give him a seat.

He understood Butcher's logic; among the entire squad, he was currently the only one whose identity was still relatively clean and who could walk on the streets.

The problem is, what's the difference between finding a superhero and finding a needle in a haystack?

Go to Water? He's not asking for trouble.

Marvin sighed and prepared to head home, planning to figure something out tomorrow.

Just then, the streetlights behind him suddenly went out.

Marvin paused, turned around, and glanced back.

The dim yellow light seemed to be swallowed up one by one by something, and darkness was spreading in his direction.

His back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.

"Wha...what's going on?"

Marvin quickened his pace. To avoid arousing suspicion, he hadn't brought any weapons with him today; he wouldn't be able to handle anything that might be involved.

Just then, an unprecedented pressure descended upon him.

Marvin's legs felt like they were filled with lead, and he was pinned to the spot by an invisible force.

A figure slowly descended from the night sky.

Marvin stared wide-eyed at the young man in front of him.

He recognized the face, or rather, he recognized it throughout the United States.

"No...no thought?"

Marvin swallowed hard, his body trembling slightly.

In order to find a way to get close to Su Yan, he browsed a lot of posts related to Su Yan.

At this moment, this person was hovering three meters in front of him, looking down at him.

Marvin's legs stiffened; the pressure that descended from above felt like an invisible hand, pinning him to the ground.

"relax."

Su Yan landed slowly, and the pressure subsided considerably.

Marvin felt his legs regain feeling, but reason told him that now was not the time to run.

If Wu Nian wanted to kill him, he wouldn't even have a chance to react.

Su Yan looked at Ma Wen and said calmly, "You were looking for me?"

Marvin's heart skipped a beat.

No one knew that he was looking for Wu Nian except the members of the Black Robe Squad.

But Su Yan, standing before him, revealed it.

Marvin instantly understood what this meant.

One can read minds without having any thoughts.

Marvin's back was soaked again.

He had just mentally cursed Butcher's ancestors for eighteen generations several times and swore a lot.

Marvin forced himself to calm down and said, "Yes... Butcher sent me to find you. He wants to meet with you and talk about something."

Su Yan thought to himself, "Just as I guessed."

"What are you talking about?"

Marvin shook his head: "I don't know the specifics. He just asked me to pass on a message."

Su Yan sized up Ma Wen.

With a gentle mental scan, Marvin confirmed that he was not lying.

Butcher didn't tell him the contents of the negotiations; he just treated him as a tool to run errands.

"Where is Butcher?" Su Yan asked directly.

Marvin hesitated.

Telling a superhuman your hiding place directly is no different from inviting a wolf into your house.

Seeing Ma Wen's hesitant expression, Su Yan sensed his concerns and casually said, "If I want to take action, I don't need to know the address."

Marvin: "..."

That's undeniable.

Given the strength Wu Nian has shown so far, finding their hiding place might only require using his brain.

The fact that the other party is now willing to follow the normal procedures actually indicates that they have no malicious intent at the moment.

Marvin gritted his teeth and recited an address. "South of Seventh Avenue, three blocks down, there's an abandoned warehouse. There's a red X painted on the iron gate."

Su Yan nodded.

The next second, telekinesis enveloped Marvin's entire body.

Marvin felt as if the world before him suddenly stretched and distorted, and the sound of the wind in his ears was so sharp it seemed to explode in his head.

The streets, streetlights, and buildings all turned into trailing shadows, leaving only blurry patches of color on the retina.

When everything came to a stop, Marvin found himself standing at the door of the abandoned warehouse.

The red X on the iron gate was right in front of me.

"Hold!"

Marvin's legs went weak, and he leaned against the wall, dry heaving twice.

My stomach was churning, and my internal organs felt like they had been thrown into a washing machine and churned over.

Su Yan stood beside him, her expression unchanged.

Marvin wiped his mouth, looked at Su Yan's profile, and had only one thought in his mind.

monster.

A monster through and through.

Without waiting for Ma Wen to recover, Su Yan walked straight into the warehouse.

The warehouse was dimly lit, with a few old industrial chandeliers barely illuminating the central area.

A long table, pieced together from scratch, was placed in the center, with various documents and maps scattered on its surface.

Butcher sat at one end of the table, fiddling with a pistol in his hand.

Hearing the noise, he looked up and saw Su Yan; the moment he saw her, his hand stopped moving.

French stood beside him, a half-smoked cigarette dangling from his mouth. Upon recognizing the newcomer, he took two steps back, nearly dropping the cigarette.

Su Yan glanced around at everyone present, her gaze finally settling on Butcher.

He pulled out a chair and sat down.

"Butcher," Su Yan said casually, leaning back in his chair. "What do you want? Just say it."

Butcher placed the gun on the table, leaned back, and sized up Su Yan.

This person arrived much faster than he had expected.

He told Marvin to go out and try his luck tonight, but before he'd even been gone for half an hour, the person in question showed up at his door.

"Okay, no beating around the bush." ​​Butcher leaned forward, placing his hands crossed on the table. "I need you to kill someone for me."

Su Yan raised an eyebrow but didn't reply.

Butcher continued, "Homelander."

The two words landed on the table, and the expressions of French, Marvin, and Hughie all tensed up at the same time.

"That bastard has lived long enough," Butcher said in a low, menacing voice. "And you're the only one who can possibly kill him."