Superman

The mutant brothers, out of the instinct of beasts, focused on Luke outside the battlefield.

Maybe it's the remaining reason, telling them that they should get rid of the outsiders first, and then consider continuing to fight.

After only a few exchanges of eyes, Victor and Logan made a decision.

The former is on all fours, like a tiger climbing a mountain.

Sharp claws scratched the wall and nailed firmly into the concrete.

Using both hands and feet, he rushed up, and after a few breaths, he came to the second floor.

The brutal face was full of bruises.

Compared with before, the saber-toothed tiger injected with Edman alloy has faster movements and quicker reactions.

"I admire you iron-headed babies."

Luke said to himself.

Teslak and a group of researchers had already evacuated under his order.

After injecting Edman alloy, conventional firepower has no effect on the two brothers.

Especially Wolverine Logan, this guy can survive the shock wave of the atomic bomb.

Unless Luke is cruel and destroys the entire dam base, burying these two wild beasts under the incalculable weight of reinforced concrete.

Of course, that's only when he doesn't want to shoot.

With superhuman strength, it is not difficult to wake up the frantic Wolverine and Sabretooth Tiger.

"Just as a warm-up exercise."

Bang!

Luke, who thought he was a passer-by, hadn't waited for Victor the Sabretooth to pounce.

A high whip leg that exploded the air slammed directly on the opponent.

The hard skull filled with Edman alloy exploded like a bursting watermelon.

The scene is quite bloody!

The skin tissue outside was like a mass of erosive paste.

The force of terror stripped the flesh and blood, and the silver-white skull was exposed.

At first glance, it looks a bit like a ghost rider without fire effects.

"Hiss! Really hard enough."

Luke took a breath, as expected to be Edman Alloy, without leaving a trace on this foot.

I am afraid that the entire head of the saber-toothed tiger will burst.

Bang!

Victor, who rushed to the second floor, flew out at a faster speed than before, and slammed deeply into the concrete ground.

Although he is now a veritable "iron-headed baby", relying on the hardness of Edman alloy, he has not been headshot by Luke.

The powerful force, like a 10,000-ton heavy hammer hitting his head, directly caused this beast to pass out.

Logan Wolverine, who had been in a manic mood, saw his brother's miserable end, as if the same basin of cold water was poured, and he instantly woke up.

who am I?where am I?What should I do?

The ultimate three questions of life suddenly came to mind.

"Don't you come up and try it?"

Luke put his hands on the railing and asked with a chuckle.

Logan glanced at Victor, who passed out directly, and shook his head quickly.

As a former sparring partner, he didn't feel like playing against Luke again.

The feeling of being hollowed out and feeling sore and soft is simply too bad!

"In that case, get dressed. I really don't want to see the nakedness of two men."

Luke turned around and disappeared in the laboratory.

He decided to look for Marlena at night and wash his eyes well.

Logan stood there, staring at the silver alloy claws.

I feel that my life seems to be different.

"I'm stronger."

He thought so.

...

...

In the evening, 7:20.

The black car stopped at the door of a high-end restaurant in New York, and Luke took the lead to walk down.

Tonight, he took off his straight military uniform and put on a three-piece custom-made hand-made suit, like a high-class young nobleman.

"Come on, hold me."

Luke stretched out his hand and held Marlena in a gentleman manner.

This Sicilian beauty, dressed in a red halter evening dress, is simply gorgeous.

Like a radiant ruby, it attracts the attention of passing pedestrians.

"Aren't you supposed to be busy these days?"

Malena took Luke's arm and asked in a low voice.

"I heard from Page that there is a lot of work that needs to be handled by SHIELD."

Luke raised his eyebrows and caught a key word.

"Peggy? Is your relationship very good?"

He asked curiously.

"This is a secret."

Malena did not answer, and smiled softly: "Alessandro has always wanted to see you. He has many ideas about business in Las Vegas."

Luke frowned slightly and shook his head: "This kind of thing asked him to talk to the Irish gang. Now Las Vegas is a gold mine, but no one has discovered it."

"The Irish gang has recently made a fortune. With the backing of the Kennedy family, it has become so popular. Ask Xhosa to find Uncle Frank, get a few bosses into shares, and make this cake bigger together."

"This little thing doesn't require me to come forward."

Malena snorted, she was only responsible for spreading the word, and she wouldn't do things like blowing pillow wind.

The two stepped into this high-end restaurant, which is quite famous in Manhattan. The manager had been waiting for a long time, and smiled and led the distinguished guests to the private box on the second floor.

Luke chose the position by the window and helped Marlena open a chair.

Then he snapped his fingers and motioned to the waiter to deliver the pre-ordered high-end red wine.

"You can try the seafood noodles here. Its taste often reminds me of that hotel in Sicily."

Luke suggested.

He took off his trench coat and passed the menu to Malena.

Outside the window is a night view of the Hudson River, with cruise ships and passenger ships drifting slowly by.

The skyscrapers are lit up and reflected in the river, revealing a dreamy feeling.

"Why do you think of taking me outside today?"

Malena asked while looking at the menu.

"After knowing that you are Italian, the kid John introduced this restaurant specially. He wanted to come a few weeks earlier, but so many things happened. I will fly to Paris again later to prepare for the peace summit. Maybe No time to be with you."

Luke smiled softly, most of the time he was a perfect lover.

"John? Is that the young man from the Kennedy family? I don't like him."

Malena raised her finger and tapped her lips, seeming to think of her identity.

"What? He hit your idea?"

Luke squinted his eyes, revealing a hint of danger.

Although he does have a friendship with the Irish gang, his relationship with the Kennedy family is pretty good.

But when it comes to the most intolerable problem for men, then nothing can be done.

"That's not true. In New York, who would dare to have an idea about the woman of Major General Cavill."

Malena said half jokingly, half earnestly.

After coming to New York with Luke, she gained respect that she had never had before.

The major general sitting across from him, with his incredible speed of promotion, gave himself an exceptionally decent and enviable comfortable life.

"I just don't like... the way Kennedy treats women."

Malena sighed and said softly, "That reminds me of those days in Sicily."

"It's all over, forget those."

Luke raised his goblet to end the unpleasant topic.

It didn't take long for the seafood pasta to be ordered.

Facts have proved that Kennedy still has some research on eating, drinking and having fun.

This restaurant is very satisfying, it is just a simple seafood pasta, and the ingredients are all luxurious.

King crab feet, prawns, squid, clams and mussels, delicious seafood dotted on the noodles sprinkled with rich sauce.

Luke rolled it twice with a fork and ate that it was fine Italian angel noodles, which was soft, while retaining a certain tenacity, and the taste was very good.

Coupled with the sweet and sour tomato sauce and the sumptuous seafood, it makes people want to eat.

After two glasses of red wine were eaten, Malena's face was flushed.

Under the orange light, the beauty was breathtaking.

After dinner, Luke wiped the corners of his mouth.

Instructed the waiter to remove all the plates, leaving only the one-third of the high-end red wine left.

"This is a tip."

He held a big bill between his fingers and handed it to the waiter.

The smile on his face suddenly twitched, and his expression became a little weird.

"Is there any problem, General Cavill."

The waiter gratefully accepted the tip and asked enthusiastically.

"No, it's nothing. I want to enjoy the night view here, please don't let other people come to disturb you."

Luke returned to his calm look, and when the waiter left, he reached out to catch the weird beautiful leg under the table.

"Marlena, you are a little drunk."

As usual, this Sicilian beauty would not make such a bold and daring act.

"I remember you said before that you like to pursue excitement."

The slightly drunk Malena was happy, her red lips lightly opened.

There was a charming breath as the eyes flowed.

"Are you sure you want to be here?"

Luke leaned forward, his mouth curled slightly.

"Will you reject me, Mr. General?"

Malena blinked and asked.

"Well, I like this after-dinner show."

Luke put aside his pretense, revealing his man.

Malena, who got the answer, took a sip from the goblet, with the sip of red wine in her mouth, and crouched under the table.

hiss!

The major general took a breath decisively.

Just like what he said to Rogers, the occasional romance often reaps great rewards.