Chapitre 79: Communal Property!!!
"Hehehe..."
Kilgrave looked at the two people in front of him, laughing sinisterly.
Although he didn't understand why Jessica suddenly broke free from his control, it didn't matter because he was extremely confident in his own abilities.
All he needed to do was issue another command, and these two superhumans in front of him would become his puppets!
From then on, where in the world couldn't he go?
"Kneel, both of you!"
Kilgrave laughed wildly and shouted his command, then looked at the two expectantly.
Sure enough, Jessica crouched down as ordered, but...
Lynch remained silent and charged straight at him!
"Stop him! Jessica!"
Kilgrave, panicking, retreated while hurriedly shouting commands to Jessica.
His face showed shock and confusion—he had no idea why his power didn't work on Lynch.
In all his life, this was the first time he had encountered someone immune to his ability.
Jessica, following Kilgrave's command, immediately rose and launched a surprise attack on Lynch from behind.
Lynch was frustrated, having missed the chance to capture Kilgrave, but had no choice but to turn back and fight Jessica again.
Lynch knew that just because Jessica temporarily broke free didn't mean she wouldn't be controlled again—it was likely a momentary lapse in control.
He remembered that the only ways to neutralize Kilgrave's power were to stop him from speaking or inject him with a tranquilizer.
Since he had no tranquilizers on hand, Lynch had no choice but to fight Jessica head-on.
After trading blows with Jessica for over a dozen strikes, Lynch finally understood why she was so fierce.
Once controlled, her body wasn't hindered by emotions, mindset, or other psychological factors, allowing her to exert her full strength.
Moreover, being controlled made her fearless of injury and death, making her a relentless opponent.
Though Jessica was not as powerful as Lynch, her reckless assault left him no chance to deal with Kilgrave.
As the two battled fiercely, destroying everything in their path like bulldozers, Kilgrave's eyes flickered with fear.
He had to make sure Lynch didn't leave this place alive today!
He silently vowed to himself.
Lynch was so powerful and immune to his control—if he escaped, Kilgrave feared that he might be the one dead next time!
In just a few seconds, their fight had torn the room apart. As Lynch's movements grew more intense, Jessica began to lose ground—the gap in their real strength was just too large.
"Ugh!"
With a roar, Lynch overpowered Jessica, pinning her down despite her desperate struggles.
Kilgrave, watching this, broke into a sweat.
He couldn't interfere with this monstrous battle and could only hide and observe.
Now, things didn't seem to be going well...
Just as Kilgrave was racking his brain for a solution, a woman dressed in a black tactical suit appeared at the door—it was Natasha.
Seeing the sudden appearance of Natasha, dressed as a special agent, Kilgrave's anxious face lit up with a smile.
"Don't move, or I'll make this lady kill herself!"
He shouted his threat, clearly recognizing that Natasha was with Lynch.
Hearing this, Lynch had no choice but to stop, allowing Jessica to get up and resume her attack on him.
Natasha, why now of all times? Couldn't you have picked a better moment?
Seeing Lynch stop, Kilgrave was overjoyed and immediately ordered Natasha:
"You, come here."
Natasha's body stiffened, and she began walking toward Kilgrave uncontrollably.
"Kilgrave."
Lynch, enduring Jessica's crazed assault, spoke with a grim face.
"Don't struggle pointlessly, or you'll die a more painful death."
"Oh?"
Looking at Natasha approaching, Kilgrave sneered with a twisted grin.
"And how exactly are you going to kill me?"
As he spoke, his eyes gleamed as he leered at Natasha.
To his surprise, this woman who had come to trouble him turned out to be so stunning.
"What a sexy and captivating woman!"
He laughed wildly and reached out with his right hand, trying to touch Natasha's face.
"Enough!"
Lynch snorted coldly, unable to contain his anger any longer.
In an instant, he twisted his body, grabbed Kilgrave's filthy hand with his right hand in a claw-like grip.
"You! You want her to die?"
Kilgrave, his hand gripped tightly by Lynch, tried frantically to control Natasha, shouting:
"You will…"
Before he could finish, Lynch's other hand clamped over his mouth, silencing him completely.
Without being able to speak, Kilgrave lost the ability to control others, rendering him powerless.
"Mmm! Mmm!"
Kilgrave whimpered in terror, struggling to scream but producing only muffled sounds.
Lynch's eyes burned with fury, as Kilgrave had crossed his final line.
If Kilgrave had tried anything else, Lynch might have played along for a bit.
But the moment Kilgrave tried to lay hands on Natasha, Lynch couldn't tolerate it anymore.
Glaring at Kilgrave's repulsive face, Lynch twisted his wrist, ready to end him.
But suddenly, he heard footsteps.
The sound was coming from below, likely from the basement of the room.
Halting his movements, Lynch turned his head toward the hallway where the sound was coming from.
The footsteps grew louder and finally stopped in the room.
Its owner was a woman, covered in bruises, with a vacant expression.
From her appearance, you could easily imagine the horrors she had endured here.
And by the sound of the same breathing, there were likely several more people like her in the basement.
"Heh..."
Lynch let out a bitter laugh and released Kilgrave.
He felt sadness and frustration because he recognized this woman.
Daredevil had been severely injured by Jessica while trying to save this woman. Lynch had seen her photo in her file, but he hadn't expected her to end up like this so soon.
If he hadn't wasted time on flashy tactics, he might have saved her earlier.
Kilgrave, suddenly released, was momentarily confused but quickly overjoyed. He pointed at Lynch and commanded everyone in the room:
"Kill him, all of you!"
Jessica paused for a moment, showing signs of breaking free again. Natasha pulled out her gun and aimed it at Lynch's head. The bruised woman charged at him, teeth bared.
But Lynch sighed as his body slowly began to float.
He was done holding back.
Lynch unlocked a portion of his powers, regaining a small fraction of his abilities!
Because now, he finally understood something.
Power should be used at the right place and time!
And that place was here!
That time was now!
His power was meant to be used against vile monsters like Kilgrave!
"I told you, you're finished."
In an instant, everyone under Kilgrave's control—those rushing at Lynch—froze as if someone had cast a binding spell, unable to move.
"What's happening?"
Kilgrave yelled in furious disbelief, realizing that the floating Lynch and the frozen crowd meant things were far beyond his control.
What kind of monster had he encountered?
As the thought crossed his mind, Kilgrave suddenly realized…
He was floating too!
"Ahhhhh!"
Under Lynch's telekinetic control, Kilgrave screamed in terror as he shot up into the sky, disappearing from sight.
Even his terrified shouts were silenced when Lynch used his psychic power to damage Kilgrave's vocal cords.
Soon, the people in the room, now beyond Kilgrave's range of control, regained their freedom.
Natasha's face was frosty—being controlled like that was an awful experience, and she was itching to take down the perverted Kilgrave.
Jessica, however, gazed at Lynch, her eyes filled with admiration and joy, practically sparkling like stars.
Seeing they were all free, Lynch maintained his telekinetic grip on Kilgrave, suspending him 100 meters in the air, and descended in front of the group.
He first looked at Natasha and ordered:
"Natasha, get someone to take care of this guy."
"Take care of him? How? Without you here, we can't control him."
Natasha frowned. She had experienced Kilgrave's twisted ability firsthand. His control wasn't mental but a direct manipulation of the body—no matter how strong-willed you were, your body would become his puppet.
"It's fine, just bring a tranquilizer to keep his powers in check."
At Lynch's words, Natasha glanced at Jessica, then nodded and left.
"Jessica."
Lynch turned to the slightly excited Jessica, wondering why she was so emotional.
But he didn't ask such trivial questions, as his now-enhanced vision revealed the horrors of the basement.
"Go find some clothes for this lady, and for the others down there."
The hellish scene weighed on his mind, filling him with hatred for Kilgrave.
That's why Lynch didn't want to simply kill Kilgrave. Instead, he wanted him to suffer over a long period.
...
In a notorious maximum-security prison.
Two guards pushed a bed down the hall as prisoners in the cells on either side curiously eyed the figure lying on it.
"Hey, who's the new guy?"
"Why does this bastard get his own bed?"
"I saw him! He's a pretty boy!"
The guards ignored the comments and headed for the center of the prison block. One of them, with a cruel expression, raised his baton and slammed it against one of the cells.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The loud clanging echoed through the block, silencing the commotion.
"You better all shut up! Anyone who makes noise gets a private beating!"
The guard glared fiercely at the prisoners.
Under his intimidating gaze, the block gradually quieted down.
Satisfied with the silence, the guard looked around, pleased with the prisoners' compliance.
"Since you've been so good, I've brought you a little treat."
With a wave of his hand, he pulled back the blanket covering the bed.
The prisoners squinted to see a skinny, delicate-looking man lying there.
"That's him! From now on, he's the property of everyone here. Make sure to take good care of him!"
At those words, the prisoners erupted into cheers and laughter.
The man on the bed, hearing words like "property" and "care," nearly passed out again.
That man was none other than Kilgrave, but his powers had been completely suppressed.
His vocal cords were damaged, and he was pumped full of tranquilizers, making it impossible for him to use his abilities no matter how hard he tried.
Lynch had thought at the time: since Kilgrave loved controlling and dominating others so much, it was only fair he experienced it himself.
And so, Kilgrave was sent to this prison full of philosophical bodybuilders to become their "communal property."
It was what he deserved!
[AN - Bitch ass MC and Bitch ass Author]
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