"It's the Fire Cloud Evil God!"

After seeing the photo of the Fire Cloud Evil God before leaving, Steve recognized his identity at a glance.

"He was hit and killed here alive, and there are obvious strangulation marks on his waist and abdomen, which shows the strength of the man!"

Subconsciously analyzing, Frank's figure flashed in his mind, and Steve frowned slightly.

He was under the impression that Frank was good at using firearms, and if he used his fists and kicks head-on, or slammed them against the Fire Cloud Evil God......

"It's not him."

Shaking his head, Steve ruled out Frank's option in his mind.

And Barton, as an archer, could not have done that, that is......

"There's a third person here!"

Drawing conclusions in his mind, Steve examined the cracked metal door, and on the edges of the left and right sides, the marks of his palms were clearly visible.

"Could it be... Luke? ”

Luke Cage's face flashed to his mind, but he knew that Luke was already dead.

Steve glanced around, and after seeing that he couldn't find any other clues, he strode in along the torn passage in the metal gate.

......

Central Hall.

Peng!

A kick left a shoe print on Luke's chest, and Wesker rolled back, pulling the distance.

Luke Cage's defense is already excellent, and he can withstand the bullets of small arms even at close range.

After fusing with the Umbrella Company's T-virus, his skin defense has been further improved incredibly, and it is just a simple punch and kick on his body... Nothing works.

Even West had to endure the pain in his feet, twitching the corners of his mouth and praised: "The Huoyun Evil God died unjustly, although his Yijin Sutra is good, he is still a mortal body after all." ”

"So, when he was held by you and couldn't break free, it already decided his defeat!"

The data inside the umbrella shows that the warriors of the Eastern Kingdom are not bad unless they cultivate the Golden Bell Jar, the King Kong is not bad divine skill, the iron cloth shirt, the thirteen Taibao Hengzi practice and other magical body refining techniques in the Eastern Kingdom.

Otherwise, no matter how powerful the flesh is, wipe the neck with a sword, or shoot a bullet at the temple, the damned will still die.

Although the defense of the Fire Cloud Evil God's Yi Jin Sutra is also good, in front of Luke Cage, who has fused the T-virus, it still can't continue to block dozens of tons of impact.

"Strong and physically defensive, Luke... You are a qualified test subject. ”

The evolution of the T-virus is perfectly demonstrated in Luke, and if the Umbrella Corporation can study the mysteries of Luke's body thoroughly, then they can mass-produce a tyrant named Luke.

[Mood from Luke Cage: +1989]

"Phew!"

Luke hated this kind of gaze, the kind of gaze that didn't treat people as human beings, as laboratory animals.

His hands were back and forth, his legs bent, his hind feet kicking the ground, and his body was like a high-speed arrow that missed Wesker.

"Ahem......"

Clutching his chest, Frank stood not far away, his muzzle aimed at Wesker, trying to distract him.

But Wesker was just disdainful, his figure flashed, and his body suddenly came to Luke's side, and his outstretched left palm pressed lightly on Luke's temple with a fine electric current.

Thump!

His eyes rolled up, and Luke fell to the ground, his body shaking.

Bang bang!

Frank sensed something was wrong and fired a bullet, and Wesker flashed again, kicking him out with a kick that shattered his sternum.

The black shadow flew backwards, and Peng slammed into the metal wall, and Frank's body bounced to the ground, spitting out blood.

"Ahem......"

The ghost blood in his body would not let him die immediately, but at this time he had no strength to fight again.

Although Luke's body can block ordinary electric shocks, it has no effect on the electrical current that Wesker has specially strengthened, and his temples are extremely close to his brain, and Luke easily collapses in just one moment.

Seeing that the two did not have the strength to fight again, Wesker slowly pulled out a pistol from his body, he said.

"The world will be cleansed, and I... It will give humanity a whole new meaning. ”

"Any obstacle will be removed by me, and you are only an insignificant 1st batch!"

"Hehe......"

With a sneer, Frank wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and rolled over against the wall.

He looked at Luke Cage, who fell to the ground and fell into a fainting state, and his clever brain didn't need to analyze it, he knew that he couldn't dodge Wesker's shot.

"What are you laughing at?" The muzzle of the gun was aimed at Frank's eyebrows, and Wesker asked.

"Hehe, Wesker, people like you are destined to go to hell, and I'll wait for you down there first!"

"Hmph... That's your last words? ”

Shaking his head slowly, Wesker pulled the trigger expressionlessly.

"That's really pitiful......"

Bang!

Clang!

The spinning bullet was fired at one shield, leaving no white mark.

The bullet whizzed back, leaving a trail of blood on the left side of Wesker's face.

His body didn't move, the blood stains on his face healed in an instant, and Wesker looked at the man who suddenly appeared coldly.

"Steve Rogers, Captain America, a World War II veteran who has been asleep for 70 years, the first superhero, America's hip ......"

The name and title of the other party were solemnly spit out in his mouth, and there was no trace of fear in Wesker's eyes.

Leaning in front of Frank, Captain America Steve held the shield in his hand with a slightly embarrassed expression.

He recognized the previous titles, but when the latter titles were said, weren't you embarrassed Wesker?

[Mood from Steve Rogers +1983]

Wesker didn't care about his mood, he just told the information collected by the red queen, and seeing Steve's face change slightly, he praised the red in his heart and continued to add pressure.

"Steve, after 4 tyrants, how much strength do you have now?"

“......”

As Wesker on the other side said, he was exhausted after fighting the 4-headed tyrant, but Steve just raised the corners of Yang's mouth and put on a classic fighting stance.

"Wesker, I can fight you all day!"

"Hmph, useless struggle, since you want to die so much, then I'm... Fulfill you! ”

The murderous intent in his eyes was undisguised, and Wesker was about to pull the trigger coldly.

But the Red Queen's sudden voice interrupted his movements, and he frowned and asked the Red Queen what was going on.

"Your Excellency Wesker, the giant baby's brainwaves have reached our preset critical point, and if we don't set off, Onimai Tsuji will wake up soon."

A huge projection appeared above the two of them, and Wesker glanced at it and lowered the firearm in his hand.

Team Steve looked at him puzzled, he saw Wesker extinguish his killing intent and his body slowly rising.

He was wearing an improvised flying device on his calf, and the soles of his feet were spewing fire downward, as if he was about to get out of here.

"What is the tipping point? Wesker, what the hell are you trying to do?! ”

Steve naturally couldn't watch him leave like this, he roared and threw the shield in his hand, Wesker's body was extremely flexible, and he dodged the shield with a random flash in the air.

Bear!

The crimson flames burst into flames in his right palm, and Steve was about to jump up in pursuit, but Wesker just turned his gun and fired a shot at Frank's feet, immediately stopping Steve's body in place.

Raising his hand to grab the rebounding shield, Steve subconsciously blocked in front of Frank, if he chose to continue the pursuit, then Wesker would kill Frank with one shot, which was a silent threat.

"Hehehehehe......"

Without answering Steve's interest, Wesker's chuckle echoed in the central hall, and Steve and Frank could only watch helplessly as he walked away through the big hole that the giant baby had drilled before.

[Mood from Steve Rogers +1991]

[Mood from Frank Custer +1993]

......

"So, what's the tipping point?"

Standing on the top of a high-rise building thousands of kilometers away from the giant baby, the black-robed old man wearing an ice mask turned around and asked.

“......”

The man in the army red coat squinted slightly, he clasped his hands on his chest, and his tone was clear.

"The tipping point is ......"