Black-robed Superman from a certain American comic book

"The Homelanders will come to our rescue."

A little girl, about seven or eight years old, was watching the bandits and muttering to herself.

"No! He won't. No one can save you."

The bandit heard the little girl's voice, glared at her fiercely, and said in a deep voice.

"Shh..."

The little girl's mother hugged her child tightly, gently covering the girl's mouth, and looked at the bandit with pleading eyes.

"She's just a child..."

The young mother spoke softly to the bandits.

Countless tourists around the mother and daughter watched their suffering, but no one dared to step forward. On the plane, men and women, the elderly and children alike were all terrified.

"Even children must pay the price for their words."

As he spoke, the bandit pulled out a dagger from his pocket, seemingly intending to give the talkative man in front of him some punishment.

"boom!"

Just as the bandits were about to do something, the entire passenger plane shuddered, and the next second, several exclamations came from the first-class cabin.

"Um!?"

The bandit instinctively turned his head and looked towards the corridor leading to first class.

A tall, strong man with blond hair, wearing a blue bodysuit and draped in the flag of the Free Nation, walked in.

"sh*t!"

The bandit stared wide-eyed at the man, for the person walking towards him was none other than the person he feared most: Homelander.

"Tsk tsk tsk~"

“If I were you, I wouldn’t play with such props in front of children.”

Homelander looked at the bandits with a relaxed and carefree expression. It seemed more like he was there to perform or put on a show than to rescue people.

"Zizzizi..."

Homelander didn't give the bandit a chance to continue speaking; his eyes instantly flashed with a scarlet light.

"Ah~"

The bandit, feeling the dagger in his hand gradually getting hot, reluctantly threw it away. He looked at his hand, which was red and swollen from being burned by the branding iron, and kept grimacing in pain.

"Go to hell!"

Taking advantage of the moment when the bandit was looking at his injured hand and crying out in pain, Queen Maeve appeared in front of him and knocked him to the ground with a punch.

Meanwhile, Homelander easily took out the other bandits as well.

"You're all alright now!"

After quickly taking down the hijackers, Homelander put his hands on his hips and inquired about the situation of the passengers on the plane. His calmness, handsomeness, and confidence instantly won the favor of all the passengers.

"Clap clap clap..."

"Homelander, you are my idol!"

"Well done, people of our motherland!"

"Homelander! As long as you are here, evil cannot run rampant!"

Instantly, thunderous applause erupted throughout the passenger plane as hundreds of passengers praised their motherland!

"This is all I should do!"

No praise needed!

"I am like the flag behind me, I will always protect you."

The man raised his left hand and waved to everyone.

"Homelander, there seems to be another one of their companions in the cockpit..."

Just as Homelander was enjoying the enthusiastic cheers from the crowd, Queen Maeve stood up, came to Homelander's side, and whispered in his ear that she had just heard from the group of subdued thugs below that one of their accomplices had hijacked the captain in the airport.

"OK……"

The people of the motherland nodded slightly.

"It seems there's still one little mouse hiding, but don't worry, I'll find him soon."

The man straightened his back, faced the passengers, and spoke softly.

We believe in your countrymen!

After hearing what the man from the motherland said, the passengers shouted loudly.

"certainly……"

The man smiled slightly, turned around, and left everyone with a 'spirited' back view.

"bump!"

Homelander arrived at the captain's cabin, cleanly and decisively smashing the plane door open with a single punch, then walked in with an easy expression.

"What!?"

The hijackers in the cockpit were pounding their hearts as they watched Homelander suddenly appear. Their hormones were surging, and their foreheads were covered in sweat.

"Relax, relax."

Homelander smiled slightly at the hijackers inside the airport and whispered words of advice, then his eyes flashed with a red light.

In an instant, the incredibly powerful red light killed the hijacker, and also destroyed the pilot behind him, as well as the aircraft's control panel.

"what are you doing?"

Queen Maeve stared wide-eyed at Homelander, who had destroyed the hijackers, the pilot, and the control panel. She couldn't understand what Homelander was doing.

"Ha ha……"

"I'm sorry, but they were too close."

Homelander waved his hand helplessly, but his indifferent demeanor showed no remorse, as if... it was all part of Homelander's plan.

"Meve, we need to leave..."

Homelander approached Queen Maeve and spoke softly.

"Are you saying we're going to disregard the lives of hundreds of passengers on the plane?"

Queen Maeve's mouth dropped open; she couldn't believe that the Homelanders had become so ruthless.

"Listen, it's not that I don't want to save them! It's that I can't."

Homelander pointed his finger at Queen Maeve's nose as he spoke.

"Can't be saved!? Why?"

"You can fly out the window and lift the airplane up!"

Queen Maeve spoke, pointing out the window.

"F*ck! I can't possibly lift a plane. That's not scientific at all. The plane will either fall apart or I'll just smash it through."

Homelander cursed angrily, "He's not Magneto, how could he possibly lift an airplane?!"

"Then you'll send everyone to the ground, one time after another!"

Queen Maeve continued her sermon.

"You mean you want me to run back and forth 123 times? Don't fucking kid me!"

Homelander smoothed his hair; he was a man who cared about his image.

"There's only one thing we can do now."

As he spoke, Homelander walked out of the cockpit and headed towards the door.

"F*ck! F*ck! F*ck!"

Queen Maeve gently stroked her cheek, overwhelmed with pain. She was filled with anger and anguish at her inability to save the passengers on the plane.

"Homelander, will you save us?"

"Homelander, you wouldn't abandon us, would you?"

"Homelanders..."

The passengers looked at the Chinese national standing at the door of the plane and asked him questions.

"Of course! Of course I will save you, I will not abandon any of you..."

Homelander smiled, looked at the passengers, and then turned to look at Maeve.

"Meve, hurry up. I hope you can be rational and not die with the people on this plane."

At this moment, Homelander no longer concealed his actions; he addressed Queen Maeve in a hoarse yet cheerful voice.

"Homelanders, don't abandon me!"

"Homelanders..."

Hearing Homelander's words, the passengers stood up and crowded around him, pleading with him to save them.

"F*ck!"

“If any of you dare touch me with your filthy hands, or take a step forward, I’ll tear you all to shreds!”

Homelander's eyes gleamed crimson as he looked at the crowded passengers.

"Forehead……"

Seeing the gleam in the eyes of the man from the motherland, the passengers quickly retreated to the back of the group.

"Maeve!"

Homelander saw that all the passengers had been frightened away by him, and then turned to look at Queen Maeve.

"call……"

Queen Maeve sighed helplessly, tears welling in her eyes.