Silence lingered for a long time, and Lin Feng looked at Jun Dao awkwardly.
"I'll compensate you..."
Jun Dao didn't care, "No need! I have backup data."
A mobile phone was not expensive.
Rather, seeing Lin Feng's performance, Jun Dao was not only not angry but also somewhat pleased.
After all, no one could remain unmoved seeing a compatriot humiliated.
As for the data, he had backups.
Pietro leaned in curiously.
"You have backups? How come I didn't know?"
Jun Dao glanced at Pietro faintly.
"Do you remember Billy?"
"That bearded guy?" Pietro remembered the charging man.
He was a former member of the Black Ops team, skilled in manipulating people and extortion.
His wife had disappeared after being forcibly played poker by Homelander, so this guy was constantly thinking about killing more Supes.
"You're still in touch with Billy?"
Lin Feng interjected with a strange expression.
"You know him?" Jun Dao retorted.
Lin Feng nodded, knew him, and more than just knew him.
Lin Feng had witnessed Billy's tragedy unfold completely.
This guy was a walking cuckold in The Boys.
After his wife disappeared, she didn't die but had a cute baby with Homelander!
Lin Feng, watching the show at the time, had a very strange expression when he saw this.
Melodramatic, unexpected, it was absolutely brilliant.
After recruiting Hughie, Billy began to reform The Boys.
As for Hughie, he was Robin's girlfriend. After his girlfriend was turned into a pulp by A-Train, he was gradually drawn into the fold by Billy.
Tsk, tsk, tsk, it had to be said, watching this show made Lin Feng's adrenaline surge; it was interesting in every sense of the word.
But he had to admit, The Boys reflected the true side of humanity very well.
Although he was a bit confused about how Lin Feng knew Billy, this was not the time to dwell on it.
Jun Dao continued, "Our acquaintance with Billy was an accident."
"But we have similar goals, and the data backups are with Billy and his team."
"I'll go find him for help now, and tomorrow morning, this data will appear in the major media outlets."
"Although it won't be fatal to Vought International, it will give them a headache for a while, which is beneficial for us to rescue Vector."
Jun Dao's approach was correct; this would distract Vought International.
However, Lin Feng directly stopped Jun Dao.
"There's no need to find Billy," Lin Feng said.
To be honest, he didn't have a good impression of Billy, for some reason.
But with Lin Feng's methods, he really didn't need Billy's help.
"I have some of Vought International's data and the criminal records of the Seven."
As he spoke, Lin Feng flipped his hand and produced a mobile phone out of thin air.
He had redeemed it from the system, from his previous life's American dramas.
It contained a large number of edited criminal evidence of the Seven.
Including the dark side of the Seven, and the conspiracy behind Vought International.
It was complete, without any omissions.
"They're going to execute Vector tomorrow, aren't they?"
"I'm sure there will be media reporting it live, and a lot of citizens will be watching."
"What a great opportunity, I have a plan, just wait and see my performance."
Lin Feng said confidently, he already had a small plan for tomorrow.
Killing with a single blow, Homelander and Vought Corporation's actions had successfully ignited Lin Feng's rage.
Lin Feng looked forward to Homelander's reaction when his actions were exposed to the public.
Tomorrow would be a spectacular day.
The night passed without incident.
At noon the next day, the central plaza was packed.
Looking around, a vast sea of people stretched as far as the eye could see.
Several large camera setups had been erected, aimed at the stage in the center of the plaza from multiple angles.
The situation was exactly as Lin Feng had imagined.
Today was the deadline set by Homelander.
With Vought International's deliberate efforts, the incident had fermented rapidly over the past three days.
The number of citizens present today was even larger than three days ago.
People loved to join in the fun, especially when it involved superheroes.
Most of them had arrived in the morning and had been waiting all morning.
Some had even bought small stools since midnight and arrived at the plaza just to secure a good viewing spot.
The square was bustling with noise, more lively than ever before.
After what felt like a long wait, music suddenly sounded from the stage.
The crowd turned their attention to the stage, and a deafening cheer erupted.
Amidst the music, Homelander made his entrance!
He ran onto the stage from backstage.
He wore a blue tight-fitting suit, and his cape bore the pattern of the American flag.
His face wore the familiar, confident smile that the public knew.
Homelander circled the stage, nodding and smiling at the crowd with their hands raised high.
No matter how many times he experienced such a scene, he still enjoyed the public's adoration with gusto.
"Very good! Very good..."
After a lap, Homelander took the microphone from a staff member.
"Today, you all know what I'm going to do!"
"That's right! It's what you love! Executing the pests who harm the public!"
These two sentences went straight to the point.
The crowd erupted in cheers again, a sign of their approval for Homelander.
Homelander surveyed the crowd with satisfaction, then waved his hand towards the backstage.
A-Train from backstage dragged Vector onto the stage.
Vector limped, allowing A-Train to pull her along. Her frail body looked as if a gust of wind could blow her over.
Vought International had not treated her leg, and the bullets had not been removed.
After three days, Vector's injuries had completely worsened. She could no longer move one leg and was dragged onto the stage by A-Train, then pushed to the ground.
"Three days ago, I gave these superpowered criminals a chance."
"However, they did not cherish it!" Homelander, channeling his inner actor, wore an expression of regret.
"Indeed! Why would people like them care about their comrades!"
"Honestly, I don't want to kill anyone!"
"But, thinking about these people!"
Homelander feigned anger, pointing at Vector.
"Thinking about the innocent citizens murdered by them, thinking about the great infrastructure they destroyed."
"Can I let them go?"
Homelander shouted his last sentence, then turned his head and cupped his hand to his ear as if listening.
"No!"
"Kill these detestable criminals!"
"Find their accomplices!"
The crowd exploded, and shouts of condemnation and curses echoed throughout the square.
"Yes, yes." Homelander nodded repeatedly, his smile giving off a strange feeling.
Satisfaction, this kind of treatment made Homelander wish he could fire a blast at the countless people right then and there!
The noisy atmosphere filled the entire square. High up on a tall building, three figures watched it all with cold eyes.