Marvel's Superman Chapter 47
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Luke collected his thoughts with a playful look in his eyes.
The 'invisible' thin man moved carefully, with his natural ability to distort light, change skin color, and blend in with his surroundings.
"No matter how powerful you are, you need to find me first! I was just careless before!"
The thin man nicknamed 'Chameleon' pulled out a sharp dagger.
He felt that Luke discovered his existence solely because of a random coincidence.
'I've infiltrated so many military sites, stolen intelligence, assassinated dignitaries, and never made a mistake!'
The thin man's eyes looked cold, like a viper that eats people. He quietly approached Luke, ready to slice his throat!
"Go to hell!"
The thin man moved like a cat on the soft carpet, leaving no trace.
He held his breath, not making a sound. The dagger in his hand flung out and stabbed Luke, who was still standing still!
"You can hide your steps and your breath ... but you can't hide your heartbeat, even if it's faint!"
Luke sneered, and his body shifted slightly.
The dagger stabbed his chest, emitting the 'clank' sound of metal colliding!
The sharp dagger made of carbon steel couldn't pierce Luke's skin, only leaving a shallow scar. It soon recovered.
The force that bounced back made his arm numb.
"This ... how is this possible!?"
The skinny man exclaimed.
It's a pity he didn't see the fantastic scene of Luke testing his defense with a medieval sword. Otherwise, he would never have thought that he could kill his opponent with a dagger.
Crack!
Luke smiled, raised his hand, and twisted off the carbon alloy dagger. He then lifted the thin man effortlessly.
"Tell me what I want to know. I might let you live. "
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The other side obviously looked gentle, but his voice was like the Siberian air, making people shiver.
Meeting those cold eyes, the thin man's mouth opened and closed in fear, wanting to say everything he knew.
Da da da! Da da da!
The sound of gunfire from a submachine gun reached Luke's ears.
He could tell that the sound came from the direction of the dungeons.
"It seems that you have companions! I'm sorry, you're useless now. "
Luke casually threw the skinny man off the destroyed balcony as if he was a sandbag.
Accompanied by a shrill cry, the mutant trailed a graceful arc in the air.
A few moments later, the dull sound of a heavy object hitting the ground could be heard.
'Let's see what mutant's look like here. '
There was a smile on the corners of Luke's mouth, and his thoughts moved slightly, 'Wear the suit!'
To protect himself, he still chose to wear the Kryptonian uniform he got for free, which could increase his defenses a little bit.
Who knew what kinds of mutants there were. What if his opponent had laser vision, which is even more potent than heat vision?
"This Superman is obviously powerful but overly cautious. "
Luke complained.
A bit of light spread out. A steel armor-like nano-suit covered his tall body.
It didn't have the 'S' of Superman on his chest, which is the El family's unique symbol.
In its place, there was a golden emblem shaped like a dazzling sun.
The dark red cloak behind him resembled a fluttering flag.
'Although the cloak has no practicality, looking fabulous is a lifelong thing. '
Looking at the tall and upright figure reflected in the mirror, Luke sighed. Fortunately, it wasn't the awkward golden age look with the underwear. Otherwise, he wouldn't have worn his suit.
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Opening the tall, heavy doors of the bedroom casually, from below the quiet Venice Palace, he could hear the sound of fierce gunfire.
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In the dungeons Venice Palace, the Howling Commandos are facing an unprecedented battle.
On the battlefield, their opponents were Nazi soldiers, armored troops, and heavily armed Axis forces.
And now, their enemy was an anomaly, a monster that couldn't be perceived with common sense!
In the tunnel of the dungeon, a sturdy man nearly 2 meters tall stood. His whole body is covered in steel-like skin, reflecting a silvery glow.
A bullet storm swept through, only to send sparks across his body!
"Kenneth, shove that fucking magazine over here!"
With a fierce look on his face, Dugan threw away the empty magazine of his submachine gun.
That damn iron man, at most, will only be hit back a few steps by the momentum of the bullets.
If they wanted to deal some damage on him, they had to use something more powerful!
Moreover, in addition to the steel man, there's a red-skinned and slender-tailed, devil-like monster.
He can appear out of thin air like a ghost and then disappear quickly.
Those Mafia gunmen who kept outside the dungeons were taken to the sky by the red devil. Then they were let go, thrown down.
The sound of the human bodies falling was like a bag full of water hitting the ground. Hitting hard with a muffled 'bang.'
Bone, flesh, and blood were stirred into a sludge-like mass that made people want to vomit.
In addition to these two terrifying intruders, there's a woman in leather who releases toxins and a dozen strengthened fighters wearing Hydra armbands.
They sneaked into Venice Palace by diving in low-altitude.
The 20 elite gunmen recruited by the Mafia were no match for these anomalies.
If not for the terrain's advantage, the narrow tunnel would only allow two people to walk side by side.
The Howling Commandos used fierce firepower to form a bullet storm. Fearfully, they might have already been wiped out by the group long ago.
"There's no way to inform the Captain! Captain Cavill ... may not be able to fight against these people!"
Manelli's face looked grave. Unless a fully armed and armored unit is mobilized, covering a large area with firepower, it won't be possible to kill these abnormal people with their abilities!
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