The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics

"That doesn't sound like a small problem."

Natasha looked to her side; people were already questioning the staff and even calling the police.

"I'll take care of it as soon as possible," Steve said, watching Killian climb out of the burning car.

The parking lot was also full of people, all of whom screamed and tried to escape upon seeing the scene, turning the entire parking lot into chaos.

"I am Captain America! Please, everyone, don't panic! Leave here in an orderly fashion!"

Steve tore off his hat and shouted at the crowd, but with little effect; the people, focused on escaping, barely reacted to his voice.

While Steve was trying to calm the crowd, Killian had almost recovered from his injuries. The orange-red flames on his body dissipated, revealing his true appearance. Unfortunately, although his injuries could heal, his burned clothes obviously could not. Killian could only stand naked on the ground.

However, Killian didn't have time to consider the issue of shame at this moment; he had to find a way to escape.

Killian took a large step and rushed towards Steve, wanting to deal with the immediate problem first. Before Killian could reach Steve, two sharp sounds of "whoosh! whoosh!" were heard, followed by severe pain coming from his legs.

Killian looked down and saw two arrows gleaming brightly, stuck in his left and right calves. Killian gritted his teeth, increased the temperature in his legs, and melted the arrows on his calves while healing the injuries.

After taking care of his injuries, Killian ignored everything and continued to rush towards Steve. At this moment, Steve was calming the crowd. In Killian's eyes, this was the best opportunity to strike. If he wanted to escape, he absolutely couldn't let it go.

"Your delivery, Captain!"

Steve heard Oil Slick's shout and looked in the direction of the sound, seeing a red and blue object flying towards him, and also noticing Killian preparing to attack him.

Steve caught the flying object, used the momentum to turn around, and threw it towards Killian.

Killian didn't have time to dodge and was hit squarely by the flying object. A "clang" sound was heard, and the flying object hit Killian's head, splashing a lot of Extremis virus-generated sparks. The latter fell to the ground.

The flying object then bounced back and flew back to Steve. Steve reached out and caught it, putting it on his arm, and was then able to see its full appearance. It was a round shield with the colors of the American flag, and also Captain America's symbol.

"Look! It's Captain America!"

"Really! It really is him!"

"Look here, Captain! Look here!"

Some of those who were slow to escape happened to see the scene of Steve knocking down Killian. When they saw the shield in Steve's hand, they recognized Steve's identity and immediately shouted, attracting many people to turn around. The people who turned around also saw the shield.

And now, instead of escaping, they all took out their phones to take pictures. It was rare to see Captain America in uniform, let alone in casual clothes.

"There is danger here! Please evacuate in an orderly manner!" Steve was helpless at the sight. What was wrong with this generation? He could only warn them loudly again.

"Looks like you're very popular, Captain," Oil Slick said, no longer in the appearance of the previous strong man. He had changed his appearance again, looking very handsome. He had modeled it after a young Leonardo DiCaprio.

"How was my pass?"

"Great, very timely. You could consider playing football," Steve praised.

"Then I might need to add more muscle," Oil Slick said, looking at his current appearance. The Leonardo DiCaprio who hadn't mastered the water gun was still too thin.

"Stop chatting, you two," Hawkeye said over the communicator.

"We still have business to attend to."

The two looked over and saw that Killian had already gotten up from the ground. He walked to the nearest car, tore off the car door with his hot hand, and threw the somewhat melted car door towards the two of them.

"My car!"

Ignoring the wails of an unknown passerby, Oil Slick quickly walked in front of Steve. The melting car door kept spilling molten iron, which was too dangerous for the crowd. Steve's small shield couldn't block it.

Oil Slick stretched out his right hand and waved it forcefully. His arm grew longer and larger with the wave, eventually becoming as big as a person, and fanned the car door away.

"Hoo hoo hoo!" Oil Slick blew on his retracted right hand.

"This is too hot. I need to apply for heat-resistant gloves."

This kind of enemy that can generate high temperatures is not very friendly to Leno Pans. High temperatures will cause Leno Pans to set and crack, just like real mud. It's best to let Diamond Warrior deal with this kind of enemy. His heat resistance is very good, and he can even withstand the high temperature of the Flame Man.

If that doesn't work, Poo-Bah can also do it. He can fuse a freezing gas similar to liquid nitrogen, although it will freeze him as well.

Four Arms can also withstand a certain amount of high temperature. On the contrary, I am the one with the worst compatibility, but there is no way, they are all too conspicuous and do not fit the tone of this operation.

Looking at his somewhat cracked right hand, Oil Slick couldn't help but smile wryly, fortunately he had teammates.

"You are not my opponent." Although Killian was surprised by Oil Slick's ability, he also saw Oil Slick's weakness of fearing high temperatures and mocked with a smile.

Damn! If I wasn't afraid of exposing my identity, I would directly turn into the Flame Man and let you see who is the daddy!

Oil Slick, who was still rejoicing that he had teammates, immediately changed his face when faced with Killian's mockery.

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"Don't worry, Little Mud," Hawkeye comforted Oil Slick over the communicator. Little Mud was the nickname he gave Oil Slick.

"I gave him a hard one."

Another sharp sound came, and Killian, who had been shot several times, also became angry. He turned around and caught the arrow flying towards him.

"Ha..."

Before Killian could laugh, the arrowhead of the arrow he was holding suddenly exploded, and a white mist with ice crystals instantly enveloped him.

"I'll have to ask Thor later if this Killian is also from Asgard," Hawkeye joked, then he said with a serious face.

"Don't let your guard down, guys, this arrow is still a prototype and doesn't have much power."

"It's enough, Hawkeye," Oil Slick praised. "Anyway, I feel very relieved watching it."

"As long as you like it."

Killian dissipated the ice mist. At this time, his whole body was covered with white ice shards, looking very embarrassed.

"Whoosh!" Oil Slick suddenly noticed something. He whistled and said with a smile.

"Guys! This guy's stuff is shrinking from the cold! I remember that's your Earthlings' promotion air, right?"

While Oil Slick was mocking, he didn't forget to play his role well.

"Really? I can't see it from here, Captain?" Hawkeye asked curiously.

"I refuse to answer that question," Steve said with a straight face.

The three men who were having a lot of fun obviously forgot that there was a lady on the channel.

Natasha, who hadn't spoken for a long time, shook her head helplessly when she heard the voice coming from the communicator.