The punch that accumulated strength in symbiosis was extraordinary, especially when the captain himself took anger, the punch directly fought the war Hulk's body rose from the ground.

Several bloody teeth were sprayed out of Hulk's growing mouth.

"Clang"

Steve lifted up and kicked Hulk in the abdomen, like a kung fu movie, kicking Hulk like a hill away. The blue symbiote extended from his arm stuck to the shield on the ground, bringing the shield back to the captain's hand.

Steve patted his shield, looked at the War Hulk in front of him in the impact crater, rubbed his chin and stood up, shaking the dust on his body.

He took a deep breath, adjusted his state of himself and the symbiosis, and said to the person behind him in the communicator:

"Take Betty away! I'll entangle it."

The symbiota is warning that it feels a fatal crisis, and Steve senses the symbiota's fear, which proves that he may not be the opponent of the War Hulk.

but...

So what?

"Bang"

The captain knocked on the shield, and he raised his head and provoked the War Hulk who was holding the warhammer:

"Come on, big guy! I can fight you all day!"

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In Las Vegas, the lights are on, and night falls.

The casino is the most prosperous moment of the day, and the casinos are already full of people. The corrupt life of capitalism makes people waste their will and spend their time.

Miss Lingdie, wearing a sexy long dress and her hair was covered with disheveled hair, pushed open the door of the box in a little disappointed manner, leaned against the corridor, and lit a cigarette.

As the smoke rose, a lonely breath came to my face.

The black mixed with long purple hair, slim figure, perfect legs, slender waist, healthy wheat-colored skin, and the temperament that has experienced the world immediately attracted the attention of all the men coming and going.

But people who often hang out here will definitely not dare to come forward and talk to each other.

Only those young men who don’t know the sinister nature of the world will pretend to move over and try to have a gentle and unforgettable one-night stand with this full-marked beauty.

The spirit butterfly is sad.

It’s not that this mercenary, who is free by nature, misses his lover, it’s not.

She has long been accustomed to loneliness, and after a night of warmth, she goes her separate ways and enjoys her own independent life.

The Raven Lord has a noble status, but in the eyes of Ms. Lingdie, it is just a little man to rely on when she is lonely.

What she really sad about was that just a few minutes ago, in a big gamble that she lost all the cash on hand.

Alas, I'm going to say goodbye to the decadent and beautiful life again.

Tomorrow, it’s time to live a life of blood licking from the knife.

Lingdie shrugged, stood up, extinguished the wine glass in the hand of the chattering guy beside him, then shook his hair and strode towards the casino door.

The powerful mercenary seemed to be back.

"Buzz"

The fluctuations of teleportation sounded behind Lingdie. She stopped stepping on her high heels and looked back.

Behind her, in just a blink of an eye, the entire boiling casino became silent, and the noisy gamblers seemed to have lost their lives in an instant and were driven to another world.

The spirit butterfly can smell a strong smell of blood. On the spiral stairs on both sides of the casino, blood is dripping from the second floor.

She looked at the blue-lipped monster behind her with a cloak, and the unconscious mutant Domino who was held in his hand by him. She was also a female mercenary and an old acquaintance of Lingdie.

"Bang"

The unconscious Domino was thrown at the foot of the butterfly, and the apocalypse bounced his fingers, and the phoenix fragments were suspended in the palm of his hand.

He looked at the butterfly with an admiring look, and he said:

"Elizabeth Braddock."

"The folding of yours and this lucky lady will make you the deadliest assassin in the world...I will give you the name of a knight, and you will sweep the world for me and test this era."

Lingdie looked at Domino who was unconscious under her feet, and then looked at the apocalypse that killed hundreds of people with waves.

She sighed, held her five fingers in her left hand and a straight blade of crimson energy appeared in her hand. She clasped her weapon tightly, and her wings of energy as gorgeous as a butterfly were slapped behind her back.

She said softly helplessly:

"You know who I am, but you don't know who I represent, just as you never expect when he will come."

"Tell me in advance. Even if I lose, it doesn't mean you will win, weirdo."
Chapter completed!