Hughie had already wrapped up the teddy bear and walked over, only to notice that something felt off in the air.
Alex turned around and took out a credit card, "Much appreciated."
Hughie felt flattered. He took the card, quickly completed the transaction, and handed the bagged, gift-wrapped teddy bear to Alex.
Alex said, "I am leaving it with you for now. I'll come back for it later. Right now, I want to have a few words with the agent."
He smiled as he passed by Butcher, pushed open the door, and walked into an alley behind the video store.
He stood there with his back to the alley.
After a while, he heard footsteps.
Alex turned around and saw Butcher walk in, his face dark.
"Billy Butcher", one of the main characters of The Boys.
He spent his entire life trying to overthrow superhumans, trying to take down Homelander.
The driving force behind all this was that Homelander had put a green hat on him.
At this moment, Butcher habitually showed a roguish grin, "Looks like you know who I am. So, are you going to kill me here?"
"You've got recording on, right?"
"Or a livestream?"
"Where's the camera? Want me to smile toward it? I'm pretty good at that," Alex said casually.
Butcher froze for a moment.
Indeed, just as Alex said, he had started a livestream, planning to expose Homelander's ugly side directly to the internet.
But he hadn't expected Homelander to not care at all.
Now that he was stuck riding the tiger, Butcher decided to go all in and said in a low voice, "Didn't you want to talk about 'Becca'?"
"Then tell me, who is Becca?"
At this moment, a line of text floated across Butcher's livestream, [Who is Becca?]
No one answered. The number of viewers was even under ten.
There was no helping it. He had too few followers.
However, very quickly, one viewer typed, [Oh my god, Homelander, it really is Homelander.]
[This livestream is insane. It actually got Homelander on camera.]
[Can I go promote this in other livestreams?]
At this moment, Butcher obviously had no time to respond.
He stared at the man wearing the Stars and Stripes in front of him.
Alex smiled, "Isn't Becca your wife?"
Butcher laughed, "Then why do you know my wife's name?"
Alex pointed at him, "Don't you already know the answer in your heart?"
"I want to hear you say it out loud. What, even the great Homelander has things he doesn't dare admit?", Butcher's eyes began to light up, like a hunter who had caught his prey.
Alex smiled and said, "I'll just pretend I don't understand your little provocation."
"Why do I know your wife's name? Probably because she told me when she was sleeping with me."
"Is that the answer you wanted?"
The corners of Butcher's eyes instantly filled with dense red veins.
In the livestream, the number of viewers had already exceeded a thousand, and it was still climbing.
Messages began flooding the screen, no longer quiet like before.
[Oh my god, did I hear that right? Homelander slept with this guy Butcher's wife?]
[Massive bombshell. Absolute bombshell. Brothers, spam the chat. Homelander 666!]
[No, this can't be real. The Homelander in my heart isn't like this. Homelander, please, don't destroy the image I have of you.]
[The idiot upstairs shut up. Homelander's a human too. What's wrong with sleeping with a woman?]
[But the problem is, he slept with a married woman. That's immoral!]
[How do you know? Were you there? Are you Butcher? Do you know if they were already divorced?]
The livestream instantly erupted into chaos.
At this moment, Butcher let out a heavy breath, "Did you and her just sleep together?"
"No. You forcibly took her, against her will!"
"You're a despicable bastard. A filthy coward who doesn't dare admit it, doesn't dare tell the truth!"
'I think you're right.'
'But what does Homelander sleeping with your wife have to do with me, Alex.'
He pushed aside the messy thoughts.
Alex spoke with a smile on his face, "This matter is indeed a bit complicated. But I didn't come tonight to defend myself. I came to resolve things between us."
"Maybe you won't believe it, but the me today is already very different from the one you think you know."
"But it doesn't matter."
"I don't need your approval."
"I just want to solve this problem."
"Mr. Butcher, if you're willing, I'll give you ten million dollars."
"Also, I'll help you find Becca and send you both out of this country."
"I'll find you a place no one knows about, where you won't be disturbed."
"You can start over, live a new life together. What do you think of my proposal?"
Butcher was stunned once again.
He had imagined Homelander flying into a rage. He had also imagined Homelander flatly denying everything.
But he never expected Homelander to make such a proposal.
'And also, Becca isn't dead?'
'No, that is impossible!'
'That's right. This bastard must know I'm livestreaming and is saying this on purpose.'
The slight wavering in Butcher's eyes quickly turned firm again.
In the livestream, messages poured in like rain, flooding the screen.
[Homelander's a real man. He dares to do it and dares to admit it. I'm officially a fan now.]
[Trash. He actually slept with someone else's wife. I'm done liking you, Homelander.]
[Come on, ten million dollars. Even if you don't want to wear Homelander's hand-me-downs, you can just find someone else.]
[Idiot. Can feelings really be measured with money?]
[I declare that Homelander fell from the altar tonight!]
[But knowing it's a livestream and still daring to admit it, that courage alone, I dare say 90 percent of the men in this chat don't have.]
Butcher laughed and shook his head, "Money, money, money!"
"You people are always like this."
"Every time, you try to brush us off with money."
"But do you think it works every time?"
"No!"
"Homelander, I'll be watching you."
"I'll peel off that fake outer shell of yours, layer by layer."
"I'll let the world see just how ugly you really are!"
"This ain't over between you and me."
Alex laughed. His feet slowly lifted off the ground as he rose into the air, looking down at Butcher from above, "You know something?"
"This is the worst possible turn."
He felt the urge to kill.
He had no intention of playing cat and mouse with Butcher.
Since Butcher had no intention of reconciling, then between the two of them, only one could die.
Alex, of course, had no intention of dying.
Nor did he want to wait until Butcher came looking for trouble later with "Soldier Boy."
But at this moment, Alex's ears twitched. He suddenly looked to the left.
In a window of a nearby building, a red light flared. Then the glass shattered, and a sniper round tore through the air at high speed, shooting straight for Alex's forehead.
Alex didn't move at all, letting the bullet strike his forehead. The projectile instantly compressed layer by layer, then exploded into countless tiny fragments that fell to the ground.
At the same time, Alex heard faint gunshots ring out in the distance.
He looked back toward the alley. Butcher had already taken advantage of the moment to leave, slipping into the crowd.
BANG!
Another bullet shattered against Alex's face, bursting into fragments.
Alex's expression immediately darkened.
Being interrupted twice while handling serious business made him very unhappy.
His figure instantly blurred, leaving behind a blue afterimage as he shot off at high speed toward the sniper's location.
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