"Hiss~ That was too fcking awkward!"
Luca, who had just acted all "cool" and pretentious, felt goosebumps all over his body after speaking.
However, the three people opposite him didn't care about that. After recovering from the shock of his skills, they immediately regrouped and opened fire in his direction.
Even while pouring out firepower, these three didn't forget to retreat methodically.
However, Luca was still carrying a fully armed corpse in his hand.
Facing the enemy's hail of bullets, he didn't even bother dodging. He just held the corpse high in front of him as a shield and charged again.
For a moment, dense bullets pfft pfft pfft sank into the human shield in Luca's hand.
The thoroughly dead corpse in his hand gained more than a pound in just this moment.
Sure enough, as long as you hold a shield, the enemy will only aim at the shield~
Of course, this was just a joke.
In fact, the reason Luca dared to hold a human shield and pretend to be Captain America was firstly because this "shield" was large enough, fully armed, and had excellent bulletproof quality.
Secondly...
Well, the [Tuxedo] itself possessed unscientific bulletproof capabilities.
Let alone the small-caliber submachine guns for urban combat used by the opponents, even conventional kinetic rifles hitting him would at most cause pain, swelling, or slight fractures. It was completely impossible to kill Luca.
Right now, he actually only needed to protect his exposed head.
It sounds long-winded, but in reality, it only took a few seconds from Luca raising the shield for cover to charging through the bullet rain.
Seeing that he was close enough to the enemy, Luca ignored the seemingly endless alternating fire.
In an instant, all his muscles exerted force simultaneously, and the tingling sensation unique to the [Tuxedo]'s stimulating current spread throughout his body.
Immediately after, the bullet-riddled corpse in Luca's hand was thrown out violently by him.
This corpse, forcing its way against the kinetic energy of the bullet rain, like a bullet sponge, smashed directly towards the three shooters.
"Watch out!"
The captain with the fastest reaction shouted immediately, but it was too late.
The unlucky guy standing beside him was smashed directly by this corpse and flew backwards.
Helplessly, he could only roll on the ground to dodge.
However, just at this moment when his vision was blocked by the dodge...
A grappling hook shot out from Luca's elbow, nailing into the sewer ceiling. Then he ran two quick steps and jumped.
Just like Spider-Man, he swung directly in front of the captain's last remaining subordinate.
One leg straight, one leg curled, with an absolutely standard Rider Kick, he kicked the person in the face.
Crack~
A crisp sound of fracture.
This person's neck bent 90 degrees directly, enjoying the rapid sleep brought by bone setting.
At this time, the captain who had stood up again could no longer maintain his previous calm and professionalism. His face was full of ferocity and fear, screaming crazily while pulling the trigger.
"Die! Monster!!!"
However, no matter how he pulled the trigger, the gun in his hand only emitted a series of click-click sounds of the empty chamber mechanism striking.
Turns out, having lost his reason, he hadn't noticed at all that the magazine in his hand was empty.
Seeing this scene, Luca just shook his head and laughed, walking towards him step by step with a calm expression.
In the empty sewer, each footstep sounded like stepping on the captain's heart.
"Alright, stop screaming. I don't plan to kill you. I still want to ask you some questions~"
Looking at the bloody, ferocious smile on Luca's "shattered face"...
The captain seemed to have a premonition. With a crazed expression, he threw the gun in his hand at Luca.
At the same time, he quickly drew a dagger from his waist and held it in a reverse grip.
But just when Luca thought this person was stubborn and wanted to rush up and fight desperately in close combat...
He just shouted loudly with fear and pleading in his eyes.
"Don't kill me! I still have a chance!"
Hearing this, Luca naturally had a head full of question marks.
"I said I won't kill you, you..."
Who knew, Luca had only spoken half a sentence when the left eye of the person in front of him seemed to explode.
Surrounding blood vessels swelled, the eye socket protruded slightly, and the entire eye was filled with blood color.
The dagger he held tightly earlier fell to the ground with a clang.
Then the whole person, with a look of horror, fell straight forward onto the ground.
"This?"
Luca, who just felt he had settled everything and was ready to knock the opponent out, suddenly had a solemn expression.
"Is this a remote-controlled micro-bomb installed in the head?"
Somewhat uncertain, Luca raised his wrist and fired a grappling hook directly.
However, this time the grappling hook didn't "auto-aim" into the fallen captain's chest, but just quickly sank into his arm.
"Really dead!"
Luca didn't believe the opponent was pretending to be dead to counterattack.
But he absolutely believed in the rule power inherent in his Gold Finger.
The [Sweet Surrender], as long as aimed at a living creature, would inevitably auto-lock onto the enemy's chest, penetrate and fix itself to ensure dragging back.
Only when aiming at non-living things would it truly hit wherever aimed, facilitating Luca's rapid movement.
The current situation of hitting the arm meant the opponent could only be a lifeless corpse.
However, the weird scene of the opponent's eyeball exploding just now gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
Taking two quick steps, he went forward to flip the corpse over for inspection.
Touching it with his hand.
"Sure enough, it's a mechanical eyeball!"
At this moment, Luca recalled. It seemed there was a lurking Hydra executive within S.H.I.E.L.D. who used similar means to control his subordinates.
Seems to be called Clairvoyant?
More importantly, this scene triggering memories also reminded Luca of another person he had just met.
Heinrich von Stein!
Damn, that guy's eyeball was glowing. Could he also be Clairvoyant's subordinate??
Name has 'von', and has connections in Europe! Rebirth Capital!
Hydra's slogan was "Cut off one head, two more shall take its place," and its core composition was Nazi remnants.
"Fck! I should have thought of it earlier!"
Wait, my fcking name also has 'von'! And Rebirth Capital invested right when the company started!
Could they be lying to me too?
At this moment, Luca only felt his scalp tingling.
He, a promising old American capitalist, wouldn't inexplicably become a flag-bearer for Hydra, would he?
Looking again at the group of unlucky bastards lying dead on the ground.
What is this? The flood washed away the Dragon King temple (friendly fire)?