hotmtlnovel 069 The Water Group Undergoes a Major Change
069 The Water Group Undergoes a Major Change
The atmosphere inside the Super Seven's meeting room was heavy.
Ashley opened her mouth, trembling, wanting to explain on behalf of the Vought Group's executives.
Los's combo showed no sign of stopping.
He rose from his seat, looked at Homelander at the head of the table, then glanced around at everyone. "Mr. John, gentlemen, think about this!"
"If Vought Group's intelligence department had been in our Super Seven's hands from the beginning, even if Stormfront encountered an unexpected situation, we could have resolved it immediately!"
"Instead of what we're doing now, where we only get to hear a bunch of belated, useless information and receive pointless instructions!"
"From the Invisible Men to the Stormfront, how many more heroic comrades must we sacrifice?"
Los's angry words were infectious; he pounded his chest and stamped his feet, his voice strong and forceful, as if he were the leader of the meeting.
Queen Maeve's beautiful face looked haggard, but when she saw Ross standing and speaking, her beautiful eyes couldn't help but sparkle, and she barely managed to suppress the urge to smile.
This guy is something else.
As a veteran hero who has been around for many years and mingled in high society, Queen Maeve quickly grasped the current situation.
At this moment, what exactly happened on the front lines of the storm last night, whether they lived or died, is no longer so important.
Los's remarks completely dictated the direction of this internal meeting of the Super Seven—
The important thing now is to clarify the relationship between the Seven and Vought, and get to the bottom of things!
The man from the motherland, his eyes deep, murmured to himself:
"You're right, absolutely right. That's the biggest problem the Super Seven are facing right now."
His previously angry face suddenly broke into a relieved smile.
"This has always been the biggest drawback of the hero system: why should a bunch of incompetent high-ranking officials order us heroes around?"
The other members of the Seven were terrified, realizing that the situation had completely escalated.
Los's opinion is fine, but if Homelander agrees, then there will be big problems.
Ashley had collapsed to the ground, her face pale.
The Water Group is likely about to undergo a major transformation.
Under the nano-metal mask, Los smiled slightly.
Actually, what he just said was pure nonsense, and I believe some of the hero members have already seen that.
But it doesn't matter.
Los knew that Homelander had long been fed up with the orders from the Vought Group's top management.
Now, he has simply given the Homelander a good reason to purge the top leadership at the right time.
For Los, this was also a case of using one evil to control another.
"The Seven, obey my orders."
Homelander tapped the table lightly, silencing the meeting room, and said authoritatively without anger:
"From this moment forward, subdue all security personnel at the Vought Corporation headquarters."
He paused, looking at Ashley who was slumped on the floor, "Especially you, you are forbidden from leaving the conference room and from communicating."
"Xuanse, come with me to a place. Before we return, no one is allowed to leave headquarters."
After saying that, Homelander waved to Los and led him out of the Seven meeting room.
"It seems the Water Group is about to change hands."
The starlight whispered to itself.
Her eyes gleamed, and she looked at Los's retreating figure with a burning gaze, feeling that what she had learned before was only a superficial understanding.
This is the true leader of the Super Seven; with just a few words, he decided the future of the Vought Corporation.
The locomotive watched Los with awe.
From the start of the meeting, he was constantly sweating profusely, and he couldn't help but feel secretly glad that the other person was a former teammate.
Queen Maeve looked on with a heavy heart as she watched Homelander and Los leave.
New York, one of Vought's secret neighborhoods.
In front of a secluded detached villa.
Homelander led Los through a series of identity verifications before finally arriving here.
Faced with the luxurious and magnificent building in front of them, the people of the motherland had a somewhat complicated look in their eyes.
He took a deep breath before explaining to Los beside him:
"This is the private residence of Stan Edgar, the highest-ranking person in the Vought Group."
Los knew, of course.
Stan Edgar is over sixty years old and still an ordinary person with no abilities.
However, the man standing in front of the villa seemed hesitant and nervous, just like a primary school student standing in front of the headmaster's office.
Homelander clearly harbors a certain degree of apprehension and special affection towards Edgar, the man who controls the Vought Corporation and is essentially the one who indirectly created his life.
Los looked at Homelander and asked, "Mr. John, do you need my help?"
Homelander paused for a moment, then reached out and patted Los on the shoulder. "There's no need for that."
He simply wanted someone to witness all of this.
Of course, the only person who can witness this is Los.
The man from the motherland resolutely reached out and pushed open the villa's door.
As the leader of the Super Seven and Los's predecessor, he must act like a leader.
The main hall of the luxurious villa was dark and the lights were off.
An elderly African American man sat regally on the sofa, dressed in a suit and tie, exuding an aura of absolute authority.
He remained expressionless as he looked at the Homelander who had entered, his eyes even carrying contempt and indifference.
As always, the old man's keen observation failed to detect any signs of fear in his heart, which made him instinctively feel uneasy and awe.
After all, he had devoted countless efforts to the Water Group since childhood, and all he wanted was a little recognition from the person in front of him.
Edgar stared indifferently at Homelander and was the first to question him: "At this hour, are you here to attack me?"
The man from the motherland lowered his eyes and remained silent, like a scolded child.
Edgar continued coldly, his voice laced with disdain, "Useless piece of trash who never learns. You should know that you're just a crippled product of the company, a giant baby with only superpowers!"
"Over the past few decades, I have been able to make you successful, to put you at the pinnacle of fame and fortune, and I have also been able to destroy you. I control the group's resources and distribution channels. Do you really think you can replace me?"
Edgar's aged and stern words almost made Homelander want to give up and turn away.
Edgar, looking at the silent Homelander, confidently believed that the potential crisis had been averted.
No, this crisis never happened.
How could a giant baby dare to disobey its creator?
From the initial genetic selection to various forms of upbringing during childhood, even personality defects in children are specially addressed.
He is a coward and a giant baby; these are flaws that even the strongest superpowers cannot cover up!
Edgar knew the Homelanders too well, and that was why he was fearless and believed he could suppress them.
However, just when he was confident of victory...
The American flag cape fluttered gently as Homelander suddenly took a step closer.
Edgar suddenly sensed something was wrong, something that would never have happened before.
Edgar.
Homelander and Edgar looked at each other, and Homelander said in a low voice, "I've never argued with you before. Maybe even subconsciously I felt that I was just a giant baby, respecting you but having to rely on you, wanting your approval."
"But," he said, pursing his lips, his gaze unwavering, with a touch of melancholy, "I...but..."
Someone told me, "Actually, it doesn't matter what happens, because we are the strongest."