The moment they saw those eerie crimson eyes, the three men's expressions froze.
"Damn it, take him out!"
Without the slightest hesitation, one of the white men's hands suddenly blazed with brilliant red light.
The air around them warped under the terrifying heat of the glow.
Boom!
A terrifying wave of searing heat erupted from the white man's hands in an instant.
The blazing shock wave ripped through the air and slammed into Lynn.
He saw the man before him, who looked a lot like Wolverine, stagger from the impact.
"I'd advise you not to struggle for nothing. There are three of us, and we're all Level Three Mutants.
No Mutant has ever escaped us."
A mocking smile curled across the white man's lips.
He had originally thought Wolverine, Logan, would be the one left in the room.
But judging by those eerie crimson eyes, this had to be their target.
As Lynn staggered, the other Black woman vanished into the shadows.
When she reappeared, she was holding a razor-sharp dagger that gleamed coldly.
She had appeared behind Lynn and pressed the blade against his neck.
Her eyes narrowed as she watched the struggling man, a cold smile on her face.
"I'd advise you to behave and not try to fight back. Otherwise, you'll die horribly."
They had assumed their target must be powerful, since he'd taken out an entire well-trained armed unit all by himself.
But in the end, hadn't the three of them ambushed him and taken him down?
A cold smile played on the Black woman's lips as she looked down at the man she had pinned.
The next second, the expression on her face froze.
Where was their target?
This was clearly one of her own teammates!
Her eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at the white man pinned beneath her.
Blood was streaming from his abdomen. It had to be the wound inflicted by the other white man's blast.
The Black woman hurriedly looked up and saw their target standing before her, a mocking smile on his face.
"So, how does it feel to kill your own teammate? Pretty good?"
Anger flooded the Black woman's face.
She gritted her teeth and vanished into the shadows.
When she reappeared, she was behind their target.
The Black woman gripped her dagger with all her strength and lunged, aiming for his heart.
Their target dodged instinctively, but in the blink of an eye, the Black woman appeared in front of him again.
In an instant, the dagger stabbed toward his heart.
A brilliant flash of white steel gleamed.
A cold smile appeared on the Black woman's face.
"Looks like you're not as powerful as I thought."
Having finished, the Black woman picked up the bodies of the two targets and gradually disappeared into the shadows.
Lynn stood in the room, sensing the Black woman as she vanished.
"So there are Mutants who can exist within shadows..."
The dark-skinned woman had fallen under his illusion. When she returned, she would mistake her employer for Lynn.
Then she would kill her employer, and finally use her knife to carve herself to pieces.
Of course, Lynn hadn't forgotten that several snipers outside were still aiming at him.
Without a moment's hesitation, he vanished from the room, now reduced to rubble.
Inside a distant building.
Watching the scene unfold in the hotel, Alick swallowed involuntarily.
Th-this was terrifying!
One moment, sound waves were destroying walls; the next, someone was slipping into the shadows to appear behind someone else and stab them.
The three Mutants had even attacked their own teammate in a frenzy.
At the sight of the horrifying scene, Alick and Jeremy couldn't help shuddering.
"Figures. These Mutants are all monsters. They ought to be wiped out." Alick took a few deep breaths to calm himself.
He raised his sniper rifle again, preparing to aim at the man in the hotel.
However.
Beneath the night sky, a figure suddenly charged toward a nearby building.
Seeing it through his scope, Alick's heart lurched, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Holy shit! He's coming, boss!" Jeremy cried in panic.
Before Alick could pull the trigger, the tall, heavily muscled Mutant was standing right in front of him.
Then he witnessed something he would never forget for the rest of his life.
The man's face was shrouded in darkness, his expression impossible to make out.
His massive, muscular hand grabbed Alick's sniper rifle and crushed it into the shape of a long knife.
"This will be a lot easier to use."
The man's low voice rang in their ears.
Alick felt his legs trembling uncontrollably, as if he were facing some apex predator.
Beside him, Jeremy was drenched in cold sweat.
"W-what do you want?" Alick asked, his voice trembling.
"What do I want?"
Lynn raised an eyebrow and looked at the two men.
"How did you find me?"
S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters, New York.
Nick Fury sat in his office, watching the intercepted footage frame by frame.
"He can generate extremely high-pressure air shock waves directly. That means his strength is at least a hundred tons, and his punches are faster than the speed of sound.
Only strength this terrifying, combined with that kind of speed, could produce an effect like this."
The analyst beside him began recording the information Lynn had demonstrated in the combat footage.
Just then, Black Widow Natasha walked in, carrying Bruce Banner over her shoulder.
"Director, Bruce Banner doesn't look too good."
At Natasha's words, Nick Fury frowned and turned to look at Bruce Banner, whom she was carrying.
Bruce Banner's eyes were vacant. He was panting, his chest heaving violently, as though he had seen something horrifying.
"What happened to him?" Nick Fury asked, rubbing his smooth, bald head.
"Did he run into a psychic Mutant? Or..."
Black Widow Natasha replied:
"We found that Mutant earlier, and I had Bruce turn into the Hulk and stand in his way."
"And then?"
Black Widow hesitated before continuing:
"Then the Hulk didn't react in time, and the other guy punched him. He went flying dozens of meters. After that, he changed back into Bruce, and... well, this is how he ended up."
Nick Fury: "..."
He felt the corners of his eyes twitching.
What did she mean, the Hulk didn't react in time and got punched dozens of meters away?
Nick Fury knew the Hulk's combat power very well.
He could take on entire armies and wasn't afraid of any of humanity's conventional weapons.
The only way to destroy the Hulk was with a nuclear weapon.
With power like that, she was telling him the Hulk had been reduced to this by a single punch?
Suddenly, Nick Fury thought of the combat footage he had just watched.
That Mutant had thrown a punch that unleashed a white, high-pressure shock wave and sent an entire armed unit flying.
Wait...
Could the Mutant in the footage be the same one who had punched the Hulk?
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