Marvel’s Big Villain

Watching the shield thrown with all his strength being caught by Alex with one hand, Steve frowned slightly in surprise.

As a World War II hero, he has used this move countless times on the battlefield, even tanks can be cut.

So far, no human enemy has been able to catch this shield made of Edman alloy head-on, because those stupid people all ended in failure and death.

He seems to have become stronger!

He obviously killed his opponent in seconds just now, but at this moment Steve felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

Alex stopped, not knowing if he didn't want to run away, or because he heard the roar in his ears and knew he couldn't run away.

He put the shield in front of his eyes, and tapped it with his fingers, as if he wanted to know what the iron plate was made of, and it was so hard.

"Give it back to you!"

After a few glances, he stretched out his arms and threw the shield forcefully.

Steve had expected it a long time ago, and immediately stood firm and stretched out his hands to catch it.

But after thinking about it, Alex just caught it with one hand, wouldn't it be embarrassing if he caught it with both hands.

Thinking of this, Steve retracted his left hand, his right hand was clawed, and his muscles tensed.

boom!

With a crisp sound, he firmly caught the shield without taking a step back.

"Humph……"

Alex snorted with a laugh.

In the long dark night, the bright moon hangs high.

On the roofs of two high-rise buildings, two men stood facing each other, and countless secret agents and special police were lurking beside them.

"Oh, it's better to come early than coincidentally, just in time for a good show."

On the top floor of the apartment not far away, Jason was sitting on the edge of the roof, holding a cup of steaming coffee in his hand.

"With me here, you won't be able to escape tonight!" Steve declared solemnly before the battle.

"Escape?" Alex didn't know how much courage he took just now, but he stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips and said, "I still want to devour you."

Steve clenched his shield tightly and put on a fighting stance: "Then come on!"

After finishing speaking, he sprinted vigorously and leaped vigorously at the edge, easily flying across the distance between buildings more than ten meters wide.

When Steve started to move, Alex also rushed forward.

He was going to punch Steve down from the roof of the building before he landed and his body couldn't take advantage of it in mid-air.

Abacus Beads played very well, but the opponent was Captain America after all, and his fighting experience and skills were unrivaled in the human world.

Steve immediately raised his shield and put his weight on it.

boom!

The fist collided violently with the shield, making a crisp metallic sound.

After the momentary stalemate, Steve relied on his jumping power, body weight, and the energy-absorbing effect of the shield to shatter Alex's arm with a bang, and knocked him flying more than ten meters away with his remaining strength.

The moment he fell to the ground, Alex immediately jumped up from the ground, and the flesh and blood in his body quickly repaired his right arm.

But Steve, as a fighting expert, would definitely not give him this time.

As soon as he raised his head, Nuo Da's fist hit him in the face.

Alex quickly lowered his head to dodge, and then stretched out his left arm to attack Steve's abdomen.

Steve reacted quickly, stretched out his left hand to grab his left arm, and broke his left arm in reverse with a knee.

Both arms were crippled, and Alex completely lost the ability to resist.

But Steve didn't stop, and pulled him down with his left hand.

Holding the shield with one hand, he slammed his legs twice, cutting off his legs.

This time, Alex lost even the ability to escape.

The onlookers sighed.

From the beginning to the end of the battle, it probably didn't take more than ten seconds.

Although not as straightforward as the instant kill just now, Captain America's terrifying strength still shocked them.

How many years?

Can not remember!

Anyway, since the rise of the Clown Organization, the government officials have never won such a hearty victory.

The name of Captain America is well deserved!

Sitting on the roof, blowing the hot coffee, Jason nodded and said in admiration: "In terms of fighting experience and skills, he is considered the ceiling of human beings. It's a pity, he is an ordinary person after all."

Alex was covered in blood, lying on the ground panting.

Steve stood aside, shield in hand, watchful eyes.

As soon as he tried to escape, alive to try to regain the limb, he chopped it off again with his shield.

Although the victory came easily, Steve was amazed at how quickly he had grown.

"The strength is almost twice as strong as before. How many people have you swallowed up?"

Hearing this, Alex grinned and looked at him jokingly: "Do you remember how many slices of bread you have eaten so far?"

The cold-blooded expression that disregarded human life deeply stimulated him.

This man's thinking and growth are too dangerous, he must be killed!

Steve's veins burst into a rage, and he raised his shield with both hands and slashed at his head.

"Captain! Don't!"

A rapid roar came from the wireless earphones.

Steve woke up instantly, and at this moment the edge of the shield was less than ten centimeters away from his neck.

The agent begged: "Captain, don't kill him, it's very useful to keep him."

Of course Steve understands this.

A living psychic is of great research value to the government.

But as long as he thought of his expression just now, and thought of the tragic death of passers-by and Agent Coulson, he felt very uncomfortable, feeling that everyone died in vain.

"Could it be enough for him to kill so many people?"

The agent knew that the captain's sense of justice had broken out, and quickly comforted him: "Don't worry, captain, I promise to make his life worse than death. After all the value in him is used up, let him finally pay for the sacrificed agents and civilians."

What he said was the same as if he didn't say it. The ghost knows when his value will be used up.

Steve was in a bad mood, but he didn't continue to do it.

He is only an executor, not a decision maker, and he is not qualified to bargain with the people above.

Perhaps this is the greatest tragedy of soldiers.

Steve said angrily: "I won't kill you tonight, but you are going to spend your whole life in prison."

Alex laughed: "Captain, as I said, I will devour you."

Swish!

In the darkness, several squirming blood vessels attacked like a cobra.

Steve was startled, and quickly evaded sideways, and then Lightning shot and grabbed all the blood vessels.

"You are swallowed by it!"

Furious again, Steve yanks hard, trying to yank the vein out of him.

"Haha, you were fooled." Alex smiled slyly.

The peristaltic blood vessels suddenly became hard, and Steve's tug directly dragged Alex out.

When his body left the ground, he took the initiative to cut off the blood vessels, and then he was thrown to another building.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, a large amount of flesh and blood gushed out quickly, covering Alex's whole body.

Steve finally understood his trick, and hurried to run wildly, trying to cut off his limbs again before he recovered.

"you are too slow!"

Alex is now recovering much faster than usual.

As soon as Steve jumped over, his severed limbs were all back together.

"I just lost two games in a row, this third game will be fun for you to watch!"

After the flesh and blood repaired the limbs, all flowed to the fists.

A few seconds later, the flesh and blood subsided, and three curved sharp blades appeared on each of Alex's fist peaks.

Steve stopped quickly, with a surprised and puzzled expression on his face.

Seeing his curiosity, Alex took the initiative to explain.

"This is a new ability obtained after a full meal. I call him 'claw form'."

After speaking, he stretched his arms and sprinted over.

Steve moved his feet and blocked with his shield.

clang! ! !

In the dark night, the sharp claws collided with the shield, drawing sparks of sparks.