Watching Kingpin's headless corpse collapse powerlessly, Luca breathed a secret sigh of relief.
Actually, if the [Dominator] pistol didn't have enough charge for that last "bullet"...
Or if Kingpin, with his mortal body, could have continued charging through the hail of bullets to reach him...
Luca would have had to rely on his [Kick Power Enhancement Shoes] to blast some rubble as the "finishing move" for this battle.
Good thing. Although his strength didn't seem like the MCU version of Kingpin, at least it wasn't the animated version. He died fair and square~
With a casual twirl, he holstered the [Dominator], whose LED lights had completely extinguished, at his waist.
Luca turned to look at the other three, who had also relaxed.
It seemed that Kingpin's final moments had indeed put considerable pressure on these elite special forces soldiers who hadn't truly witnessed a supervillain in combat.
However, only now did Luca realize that Baymax's "belly" had deflated at some point.
Clearly, during the battle just now, a stray bullet had accidentally punctured the outermost carbon fiber armor.
Some carbon fiber plates, which relied on the inflatable filling to hold the clasps in place, had come loose and slid off.
The now deflated Baymax was carefully bending down, picking up its fallen armor plates one by one and holding them in its arms.
Just as Luca wanted to go up and tell Baymax not to bother picking them up, as he could make a new set later...
On the other side, Shamila trotted all the way to the bulletproof glass room where Kingpin had hidden earlier. After rummaging through the debris on the floor, she found the two share transfer contracts that had fallen earlier.
"Master, the contracts seem to be genuine."
Seeing this, Luca only glanced casually at the slightly damaged covers of the two contracts and nodded calmly.
"Auntie Shamila, hold onto them for me first. We'll get a specialized lawyer to look over them when we get back."
Saying this, Luca paid no more attention to the two invaluable contracts.
Instead, he took two steps forward and bent down to touch the shoulder of Kingpin's headless corpse.
A pale blue synthesis panel flashed past.
[TUX-1 Tactical Suit]
[The Tuxedo World 1/5]
[Creator: CSA Research Division]
[Core Component: Bulletproof Suit]
[Synthesis Materials: 1L black paint, 1 pair black leather shoes, 1 pair suction cup gloves, 720 micron-level nerve stimulation units, 1 smartwatch, 2 small flexible screens, 1 small flexible battery board, 1 smart chip storing combat data, 1 metal lighter]
[Item Description: A high-tech multifunctional suit designed for secret agents. By stimulating the wearer's muscles, it enables them to execute tactical maneuvers from the database autonomously. Simultaneously stimulating the muscles allows the wearer to exert strength beyond their limits to a certain extent. Additionally, this combat suit possesses a series of auxiliary functions such as bulletproofing, invisibility, anti-gravity, electromagnetic suction palms, etc.]
[Friendly Reminder: Although this suit has dozens of functions and modes, you can always find the one you want within 1 second during actual use. Of course, you might need to pay more attention to a small 'gentleman's bug' left by the creator during the design of this tactical suit.]
The Tuxedo? I think I've heard of that movie.
After the panel appeared, Luca only glanced at it briefly without examining all the information in detail right then.
He immediately called out to Shield Mountain and Green Bull nearby.
"Come help me. Strip this guy's suit and pants off and take them with us."
Saying this, Luca looked at Shamila, who wanted to step forward immediately.
Not wanting her to touch Kingpin's bloody corpse, Luca said directly to her.
"Auntie Shamila, search the room again. See if there are any other important items. We'll take them all."
Shield Mountain and Green Bull looked at each other. As the captain, Shield Mountain hesitated slightly but still whispered a reminder.
"Master Luca, according to Kingpin, his gang reinforcements will arrive in 7 minutes. Should we leave immediately?"
Actually, Shield Mountain's suggestion wasn't unreasonable.
Even though Kingpin was dead...
His incoming subordinates, whether to avenge Kingpin or simply trying to kill them for merit without knowing the situation...
Once the numbers went up, even mere gang members would be a significant trouble for Luca's group, who had just finished a big battle.
However, Luca shook his head firmly, rolled his eyes, and made up an excuse.
"Then hurry up and help. This suit's bulletproof effect is excellent. I plan to take it back for study."
Shield Mountain and Green Bull exchanged a look. Helplessly, they approached quickly and clumsily began to "undress" the dead Kingpin.
But Luca didn't join in this time.
Instead, he turned to Baymax, who was staring blankly while hugging its external armor plates.
"Baymax, put down those plates first. Help me dismantle and take that machine gun turret."
"Okay, Luca." Baymax obediently placed the plates on the ground, then bounced over to the powered-down turret inside the right pillar.
"Hmm, be careful. Don't break it."
As he spoke, Luca walked over himself.
Yes, in fact, not only Kingpin's bulletproof suit, but even this fully automatic machine gun turret emitted a faint white light visible only to Luca.
However, when he first saw the white light, it was the moment the pillar casing rose and the machine gun prepared to strafe.
In that critical moment, Luca didn't have time to think about "Core Components." To avoid being shredded by bullets, he could only rely on subconscious reactions.
Fortunately, Luca had blasted the left turret, and Baymax had stopped the right turret's rotation in time.
This gave Luca the chance to calmly shatter the power-connected column above the turret, preserving the main body.
Watching Baymax hug the turret body and exert slight force...
With a crunch, it twisted and tore the entire metal base off.
The other three watching this sucked in a breath of cold air.
Even Shield Mountain, who was puzzled why Luca wanted to dismantle this damaged turret, kept quiet.
Seeing Baymax's effortless dismantling action, the robot's "work efficiency" was way faster than his.
And seeing Baymax lift the iron lump of a turret as if it were nothing, carrying such a thing wouldn't be a burden even if they had to run for their lives later.
Beside Baymax, Luca, who was picking up the armor plates for it, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Good thing. Even broken like this, it still emits white light.
Walking up to Baymax, he touched the turret body with one hand.
A blue screen floated up.