Marvel’s Superman

The mutant brothers, out of beast instinct, set their sights on Luke outside the battlefield.

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

After just a few glances, Victor and Logan made a decision.

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

Sharp claws slashed against the wall, nailed firmly into the concrete.

Using both hands and feet, dashed up, and reached the second floor in a few breaths.

On that rough face full of beards, there was a fierce aura.

Compared with before, the saber-toothed tiger infused with Edman alloy has become faster and more responsive.

"I admire you iron-headed babies."

Luke said something to himself.

Teslak and a group of researchers had long since evacuated under his orders.

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

Especially Wolverine Logan, who managed to survive the shockwave of an atomic bomb.

Unless Luke is ruthless and destroys the entire dam base, burying these two crazy beasts under an incalculable weight of steel and concrete.

Of course, that was only when he didn't want to shoot.

With superhuman strength, it is not difficult to wake up the mad Wolverine and Saber-toothed tiger.

"It's just a warm-up exercise."

Bang!

Luke, who thinks he is a passerby, hasn't waited for Victor, the saber-toothed tiger, to pounce.

A high whip leg that blasted the air was thrown directly on the opponent's body.

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

The scene is quite bloody!

The outer skin tissue is like a mass of eroded paste.

The terrifying power stripped the flesh and blood, and the silver-white skull was exposed.

At first glance, it looks a bit like Ghost Rider without the flame effect.

"Hey! It's really hard."

Luke took a breath, as expected of Edman Alloy, he didn't even leave a trace of his footsteps.

Changed the previous saber-toothed tiger, I am afraid that the whole head will burst.

Bang!

Victor, who rushed to the second floor, flew out at a faster speed than when he came, and smashed deeply into the concrete floor.

Although it is said that he is now a veritable "iron head baby", relying on the hardness of the Edman alloy, he was not shot in the head by Luke.

But the powerful force, like a 10,000-ton hammer smashed on the head, directly caused the beast to faint.

Wolverine Logan, who was in a manic mood, immediately woke up when he saw his brother's miserable end, like a basin of cold water pouring it down.

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

The ultimate three questions in life suddenly came to mind.

"Aren't you going to try it?"

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

Rogan glanced at Victor, who had passed out, and quickly shook his head.

As a former sparring partner, he didn't look like he was fighting Luke again.

That feeling of being hollowed out and feeling sore all over is simply too bad!

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

Luke turned away and disappeared into the laboratory.

He decided to find Malena at night to wash his eyes.

Logan stood there, staring blankly at the pair of silver-white alloy claws.

I feel like my life has changed.

"I'm getting stronger."

He thought so.

...

...

In the evening, seven twenty.

The black car stopped at the door of a fancy restaurant in New York, and Luke stepped down first.

Tonight, he took off his straight military uniform and put on a three-piece hand-made suit that fit well, like a young nobleman in the upper class.

"Come on, hold me."

Luke stretched out his hand and held Malena in a gentlemanly manner.

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

Like a radiant ruby, it attracts the attention of passersby.

"Aren't you supposed to be busy lately?"

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

"I heard from Peggy that there's a lot of work that needs to be done by SHIELD."

Luke raised his eyebrows and caught a key word.

"Peggy? Are you on good terms?"

he asked curiously.

"It's a secret."

Malena didn't answer, she smiled softly: "Alessandro has always wanted to see you. He has a lot of ideas about business in Las Vegas."

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

"Irish gangsters have made a fortune recently, relying on the relationship of the Kennedy family, and they are getting along very well. Ask Corsa to find Uncle Frank, pull a few leaders into shares, and make this cake bigger together."

"It's such a trivial matter that I don't need to come forward at all."

Malena hummed, she was only responsible for spreading the word, and would not do anything like blowing the pillow.

The two stepped into this well-known high-end restaurant in Manhattan. The manager had been waiting for a long time and led the guests to the private box on the second floor with a smile.

Luke chose the position by the window and helped Malena pull out a chair.

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

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

Luke suggested.

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

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

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

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

Malena asked while looking at the menu.

"After knowing that you are Italian, that kid John specially introduced this restaurant. I wanted to come here a few weeks earlier, but so many things happened. After a while, I will fly to Paris again to prepare for the peace summit. Maybe I don't have time for you."

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

"John? That young man from the Kennedys? I don't like him."

Malena raised her finger and tapped her lips, as if remembering the identity of the other party.

"What? Did he hit you?"

Luke narrowed his eyes, revealing a hint of danger.

Although he did have a friendship with the Irish gangster, his relationship with the Kennedy family was not bad.

But when it comes to the most intolerable issues of men, then nothing can be taken care of.

"That's not true. Who would dare to think of Major General Cavill's woman in the whole of New York."

Malena said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

After following Luke to New York, she gained the respect she never had before.

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

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

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

"It's all over, forget about that."

Luke raised his goblet and ended the unpleasant subject.

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

As it turns out, JFK still has some research on eating, drinking, and having fun.

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

King crab legs, prawns, squid, clams and mussels, delicious seafood adorns the noodles in a rich sauce.

Luke rolled it twice with a fork and found out that it was Italian Angel Pasta. While it was soft, it retained a certain toughness and tasted very good.

With the tomato sauce that absorbs the sweet and sour tomato sauce, with the rich seafood, it makes people want to eat.

After drinking two glasses of red wine, a blush appeared on Malena's face.

Under the orange light, it is breathtakingly beautiful.

After enjoying dinner, Luke wiped the corner of his mouth.

He signaled to the waiter to remove all the plates, leaving only the high-end red wine with one-third remaining.

"It's a tip."

He held a large denomination banknote 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 a problem, General Cavill?"

The waiter gratefully took 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 me."

Luke regained his composure, and when the waiter left, he reached out and grabbed the funny beautiful leg under the table.

"Malena, you're a little drunk."

Changed to normal, this Sicilian beauty would not make such a bold and daring astonishing move.

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

The slightly drunk Malena was in a happy mood, her red lips lightly parted.

In the blink of an eye, there is a charming aura.

"Are you sure you want to be here?"

Luke leaned forward, the corners of his mouth slightly curled.

"Will you refuse me, Major General?"

Marlene asked with a wink.

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

Luke put aside his serious side and showed his true manhood.

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

hiss!

The Major General took a decisive breath.

As he said to Rodgers, an occasional romance can often pay off handsomely.

ps: I'm starting to think about whether to write an uncensored version, hehe~