Captain America felt relieved and his tone became slower. He asked Hawkeye: "Have Leon's clones been defeated? How many are there in total?"

The slumped Hawkeye raised his head, his brows knitted into knots: "There are dozens of clones in total, and when we left to cover them, there were probably less than ten left.

The enemy... is really strong!"

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"You know I will be here soon. What I said: I, of course, am my real body."

In a semicircular pit that was as vast as a large bowl, Leon's three clones stood side by side, still smiling at the tall, thin, young white man with blond hair in front of them.

"From the moment you killed the first [me], the main body has already learned everything about what happened.

Congratulations, although I don’t want to say this, but fortunately you didn’t kill us all in an instant, otherwise, the main body would definitely not be able to react.”

Looking at the burned hole in his chest, the talking clone turned to the two "Lions" who were exactly the same as him and said: "This bitch is really good at beating, damn! I look like this

Dying!

You two, please wait a little longer. If the real body doesn't come, I guess there will be no one who can be found on the earth who can be his opponent."

After saying that, the clone cursed and turned into a rain of light and disappeared.

The remaining two clones moved to the middle and coughed twice: "Ahem! Um...we can't beat you anyway, and it won't do any good if you kill us both.

How about this, since you have nothing to do, let’s tell you a cross talk!”

Another clone tugged on his arm and whispered: "...That thing is called a talk show here..."

"Oh! Talk show! Yes, we will tell you a talk show...fuck!"

The clone lowered his head and looked at his smoking chest: "How the hell can you sneak attack!

Mader! I’m going to die too... You’re the only one left, just keep dragging it on..."

There is a separate dog leash.

There was only the last one left, and the clone coughed again: "Ahem! That... talk show is most reliable if only one person says it, or else..."

The blond young man wearing a strange cloak and a golden combat uniform looked back at the edge of the pit, where seven people were standing.

The man standing in the middle shouted: "Robert! Do you remember our previous conversation!"

The blond young man turned around, his eyes became firm. He looked at Leon's last clone, his pupils gradually heated up, and finally turned red, and quickly emitted two heat rays, killing Leon's last clone.

Two holes were burned.

"Gan!"

The last clone raised his finger on his deathbed: "I delayed it the shortest time! I am embarrassed this time..."

Spirit Pill!”

After the last spiritual pill was fired, this clone ceased to exist.

And the blond young man named Robert, faced with this spiritual pill that most super criminals feared, didn't even try to dodge, but directly received the attack with his face.

Then, the smoke cleared and he was unharmed.

………………

The seven people standing on the edge of the pit were naturally the seven people sitting on the chairs that Captain America and Tony had guessed.

As for the one at the bottom, he was not in that room at the beginning.

The one wearing a suit and standing in the middle of the seven people was the one who was tapping his fingers in the room.

Of course, it is not easy to take the C position casually. Although they are said to be allies, it is obvious that among these seven people, he is vaguely the leader.

After flexing his hands behind his back and moving his fingers slightly, the man in a suit with a hooded head looked at the blond young man wearing a strange combat uniform in the pit and said: "What a terrifying power this is... even if we temporarily [control]

I lost him, but I will still be afraid of his powerful power.

I hope... this great power will not come back to take revenge on us. Otherwise, I think this guy is not necessarily less dangerous than Leon.

Judging from the data we have learned, this lucky idiot seems to be more powerful than Lyon..."

As soon as these words came out, several of the seven people nodded unconsciously.

It's not that they are cooperating with men in suits and slicked back hair, but that's what they really think.

Who would have thought that this homeless man who doesn't even have a serious job and steals things on the streets every day could be such a powerful guy!

"Oh, fortunately, when we kidnapped those homeless people, we used a less... direct method. Otherwise, before Leon's problem is solved, we would have messed with this guy again!"

The big man with his hands full of rings patted his head and said angrily: "Special code! This world is really becoming more and more incomprehensible. There are so many powerful and unreasonable guys. Who are they?"

Where did it come from!”

The woman in white clothes and white hair glanced at him and did not answer his words. Instead, she seemed to be muttering to herself: "Leon can't be controlled. Someone tried, but it wasn't me. The following...

To be honest, I don’t even want to try to control him. There won’t even be a chance for a mistake in this kind of thing. If you fail, you will definitely die!”

"Don't worry."

The man standing in the middle moved his fingers and chuckled: "No one asked you to control the guy below. Everyone knows who everyone is. If you really control that guy, the first time, my

His head will be ripped off, right?"

The white-haired woman smiled but said nothing.

"Coming!"

The expressionless old man standing on the edge suddenly looked up to the sky.

"Is that...an airplane? A meteorite? A comet?"

The old man looked at his companions with a look that looked like a fool: "...Are you stupid? Of course it's Leon!"

…

Rapidly piercing the air, carrying a high-temperature air wave, Leon made an emergency stop in the air, stood in the center of the pit, slowly descended, and stood on the ground.

"Ha, it's actually you..."

An ugly cloak, a tight-fitting yellow combat uniform, yellow pants, and a big S on the belt...

This is the pirated version of Superman:

"...Sentinel..."

Hehe... Counterfeit goods...
Chapter completed!