The Mutants brothers, out of Beast's instinct, focused on Luke outside the battlefield.
Perhaps it was their remaining sanity that told them that they should deal with the outsiders first, and then consider continuing to fight.
With just a few exchanges of glances, Victor and Logan made a decision.
The former is on all fours, like a tiger climbing up a mountain.
The sharp claws scratched the wall and were firmly nailed into the concrete.
Using his hands and feet, he rushed up and reached the second floor in a few breaths.
That rough face full of beards was full of ferocious aura.
Compared with before, Sabretooth injected with Adamantium moves faster and responds more quickly.
"I just admire you iron-headed boys."
Luke said to himself.
Trask and a group of researchers had already evacuated under his order.
After injecting Adamantium, conventional firepower had no effect on the two brothers.
Especially Wolverine Logan, this guy can successfully survive the shock wave of the Atomic Bomb explosion.
Unless Luke is cruel enough to destroy the entire Dam Base and bury these two crazy Beasts under an incalculable weight of reinforced concrete.
Of course, that's only if he doesn't want to take action.
With the strength of Superman, it is not difficult to wake up the crazy Wolverine and Sabretooth.
"Just think of it as a warm-up exercise."
Bang!
Luke, who thought he was a passerby, had not waited for Sabretooth Victor to pounce on him.
A high whip kick that exploded the air, and was thrown directly on the opponent's body.
The hard skull injected with Adamantium exploded like a bursting watermelon.
The scene is quite bloody!
The outer skin tissue is like a ball of eroded paste.
The terrifying power peeled off the flesh and blood, exposing the silver-white skull.
At first glance, it looks a bit like Ghost Rider without the fire effects.
"Hiss! It's really hard."
Luke took a breath. As expected of Adamantium, this kick left no trace at all.
If I replace it with the previous Sabretooth, I'm afraid my whole head will explode.
Bang!
Victor, which rushed to the second floor, flew backwards faster than when it came, and smashed deeply into the concrete ground.
Although he is now a veritable "iron-headed boy", relying on the hardness of Adamantium, he was not shot in the head by Luke.
But the powerful force was like a 10,000-ton hammer hitting his head, causing Beast to faint.
Wolverine Logan, who was originally in a manic mood, suddenly woke up like a bucket of cold water when he saw his brother's miserable end.
who I am? Where am I? What am I going to do?
The three ultimate questions of life suddenly came to mind.
"Why don't you come up and give it a try?"
Luke asked with a slight smile, holding the railing with both hands.
Logan glanced at Victor, who fainted, and quickly shook his head.
As a former sparring partner, he didn't feel like fighting Luke again.
That feeling of being hollowed out and sore all over is simply too bad!
"In that case, get dressed. I really don't want to see two men naked."
Luke turned around and disappeared into the laboratory.
He decided to find Marlena at night and wash his eyes well.
Logan stood there, staring blankly at the pair of silver-white alloy claws.
I feel like my life seems to be different.
"I've become stronger."
He thought so.
Evening, 7:20.
The black car stopped at the entrance of a high-end restaurant New York, and Luke walked out first.
Tonight, he took off his crisp military uniform and put on a hand-made three-piece suit that fit perfectly, looking like a young aristocrat from the upper class.
"Come, hold your arm with me."
Luke stretched out his hand and held Marlena in a gentlemanly manner.
This Sicily beauty is absolutely gorgeous in a red backless evening gown.
Like a radiant ruby, it attracts the attention of passers-by.
"Shouldn't you be very busy recently?"
Marlena held Luke's arm and asked in a low voice.
"I heard from Peggy that there are a lot of tasks that need to be handled by S.H.I.E.L.D.."
Luke raised his eyebrows and caught a keyword.
"Peggy? Do you have a good relationship?"
he asked curiously.
"It's a secret."
Marlena did not answer, but smiled softly and said, "Alessandro has always wanted to see you. He has many ideas about Las Vegas's business."
Luke frowned slightly, shook his head and said, "Let him talk to the Irish gang about this kind of thing. The current Las Vegas is a gold mine, but no one has discovered it."
"Irish gangsters have made a fortune recently. They are prospering thanks to the connections of the Kennedy family. Ask Cosa to find Uncle Frank, get a few leaders to buy shares, and work together to make the cake bigger."
"It's such a trivial matter that I don't need to step forward at all."
Marlena hummed, she was only responsible for delivering messages, not blowing the pillow.
The two of them stepped into this famous high-end restaurant in Manhattan. The manager had been waiting for a long time and guided the distinguished guests to the private box on the second floor with a smile.
Luke selected the position by the window and helped Marlena pull out a chair.
Then, he typed the Snap and signaled the waiter to bring the reserved bottle of high-end red wine.
"You can try the seafood noodles here. Its taste often reminds me of the hotel in Sicily."
Luke suggested.
He took off his windbreaker and handed the menu to Marlena.
Outside the window is the night view of the Hudson River, with cruise ships and passenger ships slowly passing by.
The skyscrapers light up and are reflected in the river, giving it a dreamy feel.
"Why did you think of taking me outside today?"
Marlena asked while looking at the menu.
"After I found out that you were from Italy, the boy from John specially introduced this restaurant. I had wanted to come here a few weeks ago, but so many things happened. I will fly to Paris in a while to prepare for Peace Summit, so I may not have time to accompany you."
Luke smiles very gently, and most of the time he is a perfect lover.
"John? Is he that young man from the Kennedy family? I don't like him."
Marlena raised his finger and tapped his lips, as if remembering the other party's identity.
"What? Did he have an idea for you?"
Luke narrowed his eyes, showing a hint of danger.
Although he does have a friendship with the Irish gang, and his relationship with the Kennedy family is pretty good.
But when it comes to the issues that men can't tolerate the most, they don't care about anything.
"That's not true. Who in New York dares to have thoughts about Rear Admiral Cavill women."
Marlena said half teasingly, half seriously.
After following Luke to New York, she gained respect that she had never had before.
The Major General sitting opposite him had given himself an extraordinarily decent, enviable and comfortable life by virtue of his incredibly fast promotion speed.
"I just don't like... the way Little Kennedy treats women."
Marlena sighed and said softly, "That will remind me of those days of Sicily."
"It's all in the past, forget about that."
Luke picked up the goblet and ended this unpleasant topic.
Not long after, the ordered seafood pasta was served.
Facts have proved that Little Kennedy has done some research on eating, drinking and having fun.
This restaurant is very satisfying, just a simple seafood pasta with luxurious ingredients.
Emperor Crab legs, large prawns, squid, clams and mussels, delicious seafood are dotted on the noodles sprinkled with rich sauce.
Luke rolled twice with a fork, and it tasted like Italian Angel Hair Pasta. It was soft but retained a certain degree of toughness, and the taste was very good.
Coupled with the sour and sweet tomato sauce, paired with rich seafood, it makes people want to gorge themselves.
After two glasses of red wine, a blush appeared on Marlena's face.
Under the orange light, it is breathtakingly beautiful.
After enjoying dinner, Luke wiped the corners of his mouth.
He signaled to the waiter that he could take away all the plates, leaving only the bottle of high-end red wine that was still a third full.
"Here's a tip."
He held a large bill between his fingers and handed it to the waiter.
The smile on his face suddenly twitched, and his expression became a little strange.
"Is there any problem, General Cahill?"
The waiter gratefully accepted the tip and asked enthusiastically.
"No, it's nothing. I want to enjoy the night view here, please don't let other people come and disturb me."
Luke returned to his calm demeanor. After the waiter left, he reached out and grabbed the funny beautiful leg under the table.
"Marlena, you are a little drunk."
Normally, this Sicily beauty would not make such an outrageous and bold move.
"I remember you said before that you like to pursue excitement."
The slightly tipsy Marlena was in a happy mood, her red lips lightly parted.
There was a charming aura in his eyes.
"Are you sure you want to be here?"
Luke leaned forward and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"Will you refuse me, Mr. Major General?"
Marlena asked, blinking.
"Well, I love this after-dinner show."
Luke puts aside his prude side and reveals his true nature as a man.
After getting the answer, Marlena picked up the goblet and took a sip. With the sip of red wine in his mouth, he bent down and squatted under the table.
hiss!
Mr. Major General took a decisive breath.
Just like what he said to Rogers, an occasional romance can often reap huge rewards.
ps: I'm starting to think about whether to write an unabridged version of the extra story, hehehe~