The woman in leather, who could have played a considerable role in the battlefield, couldn't make a move in front of Luke before she was cleanly put down.

  "You are so incompetent!" ??

  A sturdy man whose body is made of steel, with a strong Russian accent, spoke contemptuously.

  This was the Soviet Colossus. Luke couldn't help but wonder why he became a subordinate for Sebastian Shaw, a Nazi scientist?

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

  "If they are all incompetent, how strong can you be?"

  Luke threw down the Satan Azazel in his hand and stomped on both of his opponent's legs.

  Crack crack!

  The sounds of bones cracking and Azazel's painful cry echoed clearly in the dungeon.

  The crowd who witnessed this scene couldn't help but feel their scalps go numb.

  "You can try to escape —— but remember, don't let me catch you. I won't be as gentle as I am now. "

  Luke lowered his head and looked down at the shivering Azazel.

  The latter slumped to the ground; the severe pain made his body twitch involuntarily.

  Looking up at Luke, who looked incredibly tall, Azazel shook his head vigorously. His miserable face was filled with fear.

  He didn't even want to try and see if he could use teleport to escape!

  This extremely young Allied Captain was so mighty that people can't rise against him at all.

  "You think you are invulnerable to guns and weapons, and no one can beat you … "

  Seeing the big and strong man striding forward, Luke greeted him without fear.

  The two of them collided with each other. It was like Mars colliding with Earth!

  Boom!

  The turbulent airflow filled the narrow tunnel!

  The whole place seemed to shake, and Dugan, hiding behind a Maxim machine gun, stood unsteadily and fell on his behind.

  He looked shocked and turned his head to say, "I really want to know now if that Steve Rogers guy is like the Captain … such horror!"

  Manelli had the same horrified look on his face, feeling that his Captain was beyond the realm of 'human.'

  The rest of the Howling Commandos were utterly shocked by Luke's horrific power.

  Witnessing a real battle and watching someone lift an SUV were two different things.

  At least, the impact is very different!

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

  Luke showed a hint of appreciation. With a steel-like body that even a bullet couldn't penetrate, he collided with the sturdy man. It was as if hit with a hammer, emitting an ear-splitting dull sound.

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

  "You …"

  The sturdy man's eyes were wide, and he was speechless.

  For the first time since he awakened to his powers at the age of 17, he felt pain!

  His sore and numb arms, trembling slightly!

  'This man is a monster!'

  A similar thought occurred to the burly man, as it did to several of his teammates.

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

  "Don't come here!"

  Before the big man could speak, Luke shook his fist and concentrated his whole body on one point.

  Dong!

  Like a bronze bell ringing, the big burly man was sent flying.

  Leaving a straight trail through the thick walls of the dungeon.

  A violent noise shook the surrounding space, almost causing the solid tunnel to cave in.

  The Howling Commandos, who were watching the battle from the sidelines, have already retreated towards deeper passages of the dungeon with a very horrified Mussolini in tow.

  They don't want to be buried alive!

  Getting involved in this level of fighting usually didn't end well.

  "What kind of monster are you …?"

  The sturdy man with a steel body staggered to his feet with his arms supporting his body.

  Boom, boom, boom!

  Luke, striding in, followed closely behind.

  Three punches in a row. Before the liquid metal surface could recover its body, the terrifying force struck again!

  "I think that …"

  The words of the softly yielding man were blocked back by the power of the punches. The big strong sank deep into a hole in the ground. Like a pile driver on full throttle, Luke hammered like crazy!

  Gradually, the metal shell that covered the body's surface could no longer take shape, turning into a silvery liquid.

  The sturdy man's mouth and nose were spilled with wisps of bright red blood.

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

  "Uh … sorry! I was having a bit of a good time and couldn't stop. "

  Luke stopped swinging and said with some regret.

  "It's only seventeen punches. I thought you could at least take twenty punches from me before you die."

  Fortunately, the big strong man who sank in the hole had his body firmly embedded in the ground and couldn't hear this sentence.

  Otherwise, there was a good chance that he would vomit blood and die again!

  As he watched the liquid-like metal disappear, Luke sighed and lifted his foot to stomp on the burly man's chest.

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