Superman of the American Comics

Chapter 32

When that uppercut came into close contact with the Red Devil's chin, Asazuo only felt a "buzz" in his head, making a deafening sound.

Like a dull thunder, blasting directly into the skull!

After a burst of severe pain, the whole person lost consciousness!

If the Red Devil could see his own appearance, he would cry bitterly, and then he would have the idea of ​​having plastic surgery.

His mandible was shattered and cracked, half of his face seemed to have been blasted by a gunpowder barrel, all his teeth fell out, and his cheeks were pierced and torn, making it almost impossible to see the original appearance.

The blood all over his face flowed out like an open faucet.

This miraculous amount of bleeding made one wonder whether he would die directly due to excessive blood loss.

Frankly speaking, the Red Devil is still alive, completely relying on his strong physique and a certain degree of healing ability.

"That's only [-]% of the power."

Luke said gently.

then!

He pulled the tail again and pulled back the red devil that fell to the ground.

The poor mutant fell obediently into Luke's hands like a flying insect entangled in spider silk.

With five fingers together, they strangled the Red Devil's neck like iron clamps.

"Mutants are nothing more than that."

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

But feeling that the arm holding his neck was gradually tightening, and a suffocating pressure was coming, he chose to shut up rationally.

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 squeezes a little harder, he will bid farewell to this world.

Not to mention using teleportation to escape, the Red Devil didn't even dare to move now, for fear of arousing the other party's murderous intentions.

"It's fairly acquainted."

Luke picked up the red devil, which looked like a dead dog, and strode towards the dungeon.

The battle outside has long attracted the attention of other mutants.

It's just that they don't feel that there is any terrible opponent who can threaten the elusive, ghost-like Asazo!

This group of mutants during World War II has not yet seen the superheroes that have sprung up like mushrooms in later generations. Naturally, their vision is shallow, and they think that they are the future rulers of this world.

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

"Azazzo!"

The woman in leather who released the toxin couldn't help but exclaimed when she saw the red devil who was held in her hand and lost the ability to resist.

Raising his hands slightly, a cloud of green mist rushed over.

The ability of the woman in the leather coat is to release nerve gas, causing indiscriminate fatal attacks in a large area.

If it weren't for Mussolini's survival, the roaring commandos in the corridor would not have lasted so long.

"Vulnerable."

Luke didn't change his face, he didn't show any fear.

One step, the ground shakes!

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

Before the green smoke got close, it was blown away by the air waves.

A hand knife cut lightly on the neck, and the opponent's neck seemed to be broken, and he immediately pulled it down.

His eyes turned black and he fell straight down!

The speed at which this battle ended was beyond anyone's imagination.

The leather-clothed woman, who could play a huge role in the battlefield, could not make a move in front of Luke, and was brought down cleanly.

"You guys are so incompetent!"

The burly man made of steel, with a thick Russian accent, said contemptuously.

Obviously this is a Soviet furry bear, and I don't know why it turned out to be a subordinate of the Nazi scientist Sebastian Shaw.

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

"They are all incompetent people, so how strong are you?"

Luke dropped the red devil in his hand, and stepped on the opponent's two legs.

Click!

The sound of bone cracking, as well as the painful wailing of the Red Devil, echoed clearly in the dungeon.

Everyone who witnessed this scene couldn't help but feel their scalps go 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 lowered his head and looked down at the shivering Red Devil.

The latter was lying on the ground, the severe pain made him twitch involuntarily.

Looking up at the extremely tall Luke, the Red Devil shook his head vigorously, his horrible face was full of fear.

He doesn't want to try at all, can he escape with teleportation!

This extremely young captain of the Allied Forces was so powerful that no one could resist.

"Since you think you are invulnerable to swords and guns, no one can defeat you with steel and iron..."

Seeing the burly and menacing man approaching with strides, Luke went up to him without fear.

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

Boom!

The violent air flow filled the narrow corridor!

The whole space seemed to tremble. Dugan, who was hiding behind a Maxim heavy machine gun, couldn't stand steadily, and sat down on the ground.

With a face full of shock, he turned his head and said, "I really want to know now, is that guy named Steve Rogers as scary as Commander!"

Manelli showed the same horrified expression, feeling that his commander was beyond the category of "human".

The rest of the Roaring commando team were completely shocked by the terrifying power displayed by Luke.

Witnessing an actual battle with your own eyes is two different things from watching others lift off-road vehicles.

At least, the shock force received is completely different!

"Not bad! It's rare to have a sandbag like you!"

Luke showed a look of admiration. The steel body, which could not even be pierced by bullets, collided with the burly man, as if being hit by a hammer, making a harsh muffled sound.

This is one of the few opponents who can compete with him in strength!

"you……"

The burly man stared wide-eyed, unable to speak.

For the first time since awakening his ability at the age of 17, he felt pain!

The numb arms trembled slightly!

This man is a monster!

Like several of his team members, the burly man had similar thoughts.

Then, he saw Luke laugh out loud and said excitedly, "Come again!"

Don't come here!

Before the burly man could say anything, Luke swung his fist, concentrating all his strength on one point.

Boom!

Like a bronze bell striking, the burly man was directly sent flying.

Pull out a swift straight line, piercing through the thick walls of the dungeon.

The violent sound shook the surrounding space, almost causing the solid corridor to collapse.

The Roaring commando, who was hiding on the sidelines and watching the battle, led the terrified Mussolini to evacuate towards the passage deep in the dungeon.

They don't want to be buried alive!

Getting involved in a battle of this level usually doesn't end well.

"What kind of monster are you..."

The burly man with a steel body supported his body with his hands, and stood up unsteadily.

Boom boom boom!

Luke, who was striding forward, followed closely.

After three punches in a row, the liquefied metal surface has not yet recovered the body, and the terrifying force strikes again!

"I think……"

He was blocked back by several tons of fists, and the burly man sank deep into a pothole in the ground, as if being hammered madly by a pile driver at full power!

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

Streaks of bright red blood spilled from between the muzzle and nose of the burly man.

The eyes are empty and lifeless, without the color of life.

"Uh...sorry! I had so much fun playing, I kind of confiscated it."

Luke stopped waving and said with some regret.

"It's only seventeen punches, I thought you could make up twenty punches."

Fortunately, the burly man who fell down in the pothole, his body firmly embedded in the ground, could no longer hear these words.

Otherwise, he is likely to vomit blood in anger and die violently again!

Watching that layer of liquid metal disappear, Luke sighed and stomped on the burly man's chest.

For the enemy, don't forget to make up the knife, this is the way to be cautious!

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