Black-robed Superman from a certain American comic book

Billy Butcher thought about it seriously for a moment before answering.

"No, no, no, you don't seem to understand what I mean. My question is not about how to kill Homelander. If it were about killing Homelander, I could eliminate him at any time without your help. What I'm asking is how we can make Homelander die in the hearts of the Free People. To put it simply, I need your help to bring Homelander down from his pedestal."

The man, dressed in a white bodysuit, explained his meaning.

"To put it simply, you want us to help you destroy the sanctimonious image that the people of our motherland have built up in their hearts, right?"

Upon hearing this, Billy Butcher suddenly became interested. This was exactly what he wanted to do. He wanted to show everyone in the world the true face of Homelander, then take Homelander to court and make that scum pay for his debt to his wife and children with his life.

"Yes and no."

The man in white nodded slightly at first, then shook his head.

"It's not just about destroying him; it's best to make him a public enemy, drive him insane, and make him go on a killing spree! Then..."

The man in white explained his plan.

"Then let the already driven Homelander become a tyrant, a demon king, a nag, so that everyone fears and hates him. Then you step in and kill him! You'll gain both fame and fortune?!"

Billy Butcher continued, gritting his teeth, and almost shouted it from his throat as he roared angrily.

That's what I mean...

The man in white nodded; that was exactly what he meant.

"I understand……"

"So what do you want me to do?! Or rather, when do you want me to make my move?"

Billy Butcher nodded and continued to ask.

"First, you need to gather enough evidence to make the Homelanders die..."

The man in white raised the first point.

"No problem, leave the evidence to me."

Billy Butcher said there was no problem.

"Secondly, why don't you introduce me to the deputy director of the CIA office?"

The man in white looked at Billy Butcher and asked.

"Deputy Director? Oh, of course, I'll take you there tomorrow."

Billy Butcher was taken aback. He was curious as to why the man in white knew that he knew the deputy director of the CIA office. However, considering the man's background, Billy Butcher could understand. It wasn't something that was difficult to investigate.

"very good……"

"In that case, let's leave it at that for now."

"Oh right, I'll take this guy with me."

The man in white walked into the cage and pulled out the muddy, deep-sea creature with a look of disgust.

"Ok."

Billy Butcher nodded slightly upon hearing this.

"Goodbye."

After the man in white finished speaking, he transformed into a blur and flew into the sky through the large hole in the roof, disappearing into the night sky.

"So, do we really want to cooperate with him?"

After the man in white flew away, Hughie looked at Billy Butcher and asked him a question.

"of course."

Billy Butcher nodded slightly in agreement.

Aren't you afraid he's a fraud?

Hughie looked at Billy Butcher and asked him with some suspicion.

"Do you think we have anything that would make that man want to deceive us?"

“The gap between us is too big. If he really intends to attack us, he can simply fly down and punch us twice, and then we will become a pile of helpless, unwanted mud.”

As Billy Butcher spoke, he lit a cigarette, the aroma of which stimulated every nerve in his body. He felt that today was the closest he had ever come to achieving his revenge.

Everything will be alright.

Billy Butcher consoled himself.

the next day……

When a white woman who looked to be in her forties or fifties walked into the office with high heels, carrying a handbag, and walking briskly, her face immediately fell upon seeing the people inside.

"Hey! What the hell are you doing in my office, you bastard?"

The woman looked angrily at the man in the room and asked.

"I came in from the front, and no one stopped me."

The man was Billy Butcher, a familiar face in the office.

"Listen, get out of the house right now."

The woman looked at Billy Butcher and spoke with utmost seriousness.

"Don't be so heartless, Susan!"

"Our relationship should allow me to chat with you for a bit, right?!"

Billy Butcher listened to Susan's words and said with some helplessness.

"My impression of you is only from when I was young and naive, during the days when we messed around in the bar bathroom. You're the bastard who only wanted to take advantage of me."

Susan spoke angrily.

"Don't be so heartless. Maybe I'm here to help you."

Billy Butcher frowned slightly, his eyes filled with pain and sorrow, and an endless rage like a volcano about to erupt.

"Help me? Tell me, how do you, a beggar who's even lost his job, plan to help me?"

After hearing Billy Butcher's words, Susan smiled slightly. She wanted to see how this man, who had fought so hard for his wife and was covered in wounds, would help her.

"I'll help you resolve the Vought family's potential interference in the military, and I'll help you completely eliminate Homelander, this lawless and enormous threat."

Billy Butcher faced Susan, his eyes filled with affection.

"f*ck out!"

Susan looked into Billy Butcher's affectionate eyes and spoke softly.

"If you're going to daydream, then go home and do it alone, don't drag me into it! You asshole!"

Susan looked at Billy Butcher with eyes full of disgust.

"I'm heartbroken, Susan. I'm really heartbroken."

“I’m not kidding you, I’m really confident I can take down Homelander.”

Billy Butcher's eyes were complicated, and he appeared to be in great pain.

"Spit it out, don't waste my time."

Susan sat domineeringly in her leather chair, legs crossed, and spoke coldly.

"What do you think is the best way to deal with a Superman?"

Billy Butcher asked Susan in a mysterious tone.

"Nuclear bomb."

“Hey! Asshole! Listen to me, don’t think I’d sacrifice an entire city to deal with Homelander.”

Susan answered without hesitation, while warning Billy Butcher.

"No, there's only one way to deal with a superman like Homelander: find a superman who's even more powerful than him."

Billy Butcher shook his head, raised an eyebrow, and explained the answer.

"what?!"

Susan was taken aback when she heard this; she realized she didn't quite understand what Billy Butcher meant.

"Please allow me to introduce someone to you."

Billy Butcher said, turning to look outside the office.

"He possesses a speed faster than a locomotive, skin tougher than an invisible man, and strength greater than that of the Homelander, the renowned Free Man... Mr. Jupiter!"

Billy Butcher smiled and spoke softly to the door.

then……

The entire office fell silent.

"?"

Susan stared silently at Billy Butcher, her eyes seeming to ask, "You bastard, if you dare to mess with me again, you'll never get out of prison."

"f*ck!"

Billy Butcher cursed under his breath and walked out of the office.

As Billy Butcher stepped outside, he finally understood why Jupiter wasn't coming in...

Jupiter is signing autographs for CIA staff who are lining up.

"f*ck!"

Billy Butcher cursed at the scene before him and then ran up to the staff.

“Listen up, you bunch of idiots who come here during working hours to ask for autographs, go back to your lines and get ready. If you want an autograph, you need to learn to wait patiently and not interfere with our work.”

Billy Butcher was yelling at his staff.

"Hey! Who are you? How dare you talk to us like that!"

Some staff members were indignant and shouted angrily.

"Shh..."

"That man is Billy Butcher, the deputy director's mistress."