Superman of the American Comics

When the uppercut was in intimate contact with the red devil's chin, asazo only felt a deafening sound in his head.

Like a dull thunder, directly into the skull!

After a sharp pain, the whole person lost consciousness!

If the red devil can see his appearance, he will cry and have the idea of cosmetic surgery.

His mandible was shattered, half of his face seemed to have been blown up by a powder keg, all his teeth fell off, and his cheeks were pierced and torn. He could hardly see the original appearance.

The blood covered his face was like an open tap, splashing out.

This magical amount of bleeding makes people doubt whether he will die directly because of excessive blood loss.

Frankly speaking, the red devil can still live, completely relying on strong physique and a certain degree of healing ability.

"It's only 30% strength."

Luke said gently.

then!

He pulled the tail again and pulled the Red Devil Back.

The poor mutant, like a flying worm wrapped in spider silk, fell obediently into Luke's hand.

Close your fingers and hold the red devil's neck like pliers.

"So is the mutant."

Hearing Luke's evaluation, out of the pride of the mutant, the red devil instinctively wanted to refute a few words.

However, he felt that the arm holding his neck was gradually tightening, and a suffocating pressure forced him to shut up.

Falling into the clutches of the Allied captain, the red devil felt for the first time that life was so fragile.

As long as Luke squeezed a little hard, he would say goodbye to the world completely.

Don't mention running away with a blink. Now the red devil doesn't even dare to have the idea of playing, for fear of causing each other's killing heart.

"It's pretty sensible."

Luke picked up the red devil like a dead dog and strode to the dungeon.

External fighting has long attracted the attention of other mutants.

However, they don't think there are any terrible opponents that can threaten the ghost like asazo!

These mutants during World War II have not seen superheroes springing up in future generations. Naturally, they have a shallow vision and think they are the future rulers of the world.

If they were smart enough, they wouldn't be brainwashed by Sebastian Shaw.

"Asazo!"

The woman in leather who released the toxin couldn't help crying out when she saw the red devil who was carried in her hand and lost her resistance.

With a slight lift of both hands, a green mist surged in.

The ability of women in leather is to release nerve poison gas and cause a wide range of indiscriminate fatal attacks.

Had it not been for Mussolini's survival, the roaring commandos in the corridor would not have lasted so long.

"Vulnerable."

Luke's face remained unchanged and undaunted.

A step, the ground vibrates!

The tall and straight figure approached the woman in leather in an instant.

The green smoke was blown away by the air waves before it came near.

A hand knife gently cut his neck. The other party's neck seemed to be broken, and he shrugged and pulled it down immediately.

Black eyes, straight down!

The battle ended faster than anyone could have imagined.

The woman in leather, who could play a great role in the battlefield, could not move in front of Luke, so she was put down cleanly.

"You are so incompetent!"

He was like a big man cast of steel, with a strong Russian accent, said contemptuously.

Obviously, this is a Soviet hairy bear. I don't know why it turned into the work of Sebastian Shaw, a Na scientist.

Aren't you afraid of being sent to Siberia to grow potatoes?

"They are all incompetent. How strong are you?"

Luke threw down the red devil in his hand and raised his foot to break each other's legs.

Click!

The sound of bone fracture and the painful cry of the red devil clearly echoed in the dungeon.

The people who witnessed this scene were numb.

"You can try to run away - but remember, don't let me catch you, or I won't be as gentle as I am now."

Luke looked down at the trembling red devil.

The latter lay on the ground with severe pain, which made him twitch involuntarily.

Looking up at Luke who looked very tall, the red devil shook his head hard, and his miserable face was full of fear.

He doesn't want to try. Can he escape by blinking!

The young allied captain was so powerful that he could not rise to the heart of confrontation.

"Since you think you are invulnerable, no one can defeat you..."

Seeing the big stride and the powerful man, Luke met him without fear.

The two people slammed into each other like Mars hitting the earth!

Boom!

The violent airflow filled the narrow corridor!

The whole space seemed to shake. Dugan, hiding behind a macchin heavy machine gun, couldn't stand stably and sat on the ground.

Shocked, he turned his head and said, "now I wonder if that guy named Steve Rogers is as... Terrible as the commander!"

Manelli showed the same expression of horror and felt that his commander was beyond the scope of "human".

The rest of the roaring commandos were completely shocked by Luke's terrorist power.

Witnessing a real battle is different from watching others lift off-road vehicles.

At least, the impact is very different!

"Good! It's rare to have a sandbag like you!"

Luke showed a look of appreciation. His steel body, which could not even be broken by bullets, collided with the burly man, like being hit by a hammer, making a harsh dull sound.

This is one of the few opponents who can compete with themselves!

"You..."

The big man stared and couldn't speak.

He felt pain for the first time since he woke up at the age of 17!

Sour arm, trembling slightly!

This man is a monster!

The burly man, like several of his team members, came up with similar ideas.

Then he saw Luke laugh and say with excitement, "come again!"

Don't come here!

Before the burly man could say it, Luke waved his fist and concentrated his strength on one point.

Dong!

Like a bronze bell, the big man was beaten out directly.

Drag a swift straight line through the thick walls of the dungeon.

The violent sound shook the surrounding space and almost collapsed the solid corridor.

The roaring commandos who were hiding to watch the war, with Mussolini in great fear, had already evacuated towards the channel deep in the dungeon.

They don't want to be buried alive!

Getting involved in a battle at this level usually comes to no good end.

"What monster are you..."

The burly man with a steel body stood up with his hands supporting his body.

Boom, boom!

Luke, striding forward, followed.

Three punches in a row, the liquid metal surface has not recovered the body, and the power of terror strikes again!

"I think..."

If he was soft, he was blocked back by several tons of fist power. The burly man fell deeply into the pit on the ground, like being hammered madly by a full horsepower pile driver!

Gradually, the metal shell covering the body surface could no longer condense into a pool of silver liquid.

Between the mouth and nose of the burly man, streaks of bright red blood overflowed.

His eyes are empty and godless, losing the color of life.

"Er... I'm sorry! I played so well that I was a little confiscated. Stop."

Luke stopped waving and said with some regret.

"It's only seventeen punches. I thought you could get twenty punches."

Fortunately, the burly man who fell in the pit and his body was firmly embedded in the ground could not hear this sentence.

Otherwise, he is likely to spit blood and die suddenly again!

Watching the liquid metal disappear, Luke sighed and raised his foot to crush the burly man's chest.

For the enemy, don't forget to mend the knife, this is the way of prudence!