Simultaneous traversal: All Abyss difficulty.

Chapter 335 still reached out to Stephen Fang.

Stephen Fang's figure blurred for a moment in the factory.

Captain America's pupils contracted sharply, and his vibranium shield instinctively tried to protect Bucky but missed.

"Too slow." The voice in his ear sent chills down Steve's spine, followed by a nuclear-explosion-like pain in his abdomen! He was curled up like a shrimp, crashing through three concrete walls like a cannonball, and finally embedding himself in a rusty boiler!
Amidst the gushing steam, the shield clattered to the ground.

Stephen Fang coldly addressed Captain America: "That shorty became a giant thanks to the super serum improved by his father's technology, and he even uses the shield designed by his father as a weapon. He keeps saying that without the suit you are nothing. Laughable. And what are you?"

"Captain!" Falcon's wingsuit had just unfolded when suddenly the world spun before his eyes!
Stephen Fang grabbed his ankle and swung him around like a hammer, sending him flying!

"boom!"

The falcon crashed into the wall, sealing it so tightly that its beak couldn't be pried off.

Stephen Fang commented again: "Rogers is still a white man, no matter what. What are you, some bastard, doing pretending to be Captain America? You think you can save the world as a mere ordinary person?"

"Ah!" Black Panther roared and leaped out, its vibranium claws tearing through the night, but were caught by two fingers before they could reach Stephen Fang's neck.

T'Challa was shocked to find himself being lifted up by two fingers!
"With the most advanced technology on Earth and the most powerful vibranium resources, war is just about sharpening vibranium into spears. Go back to Africa and make mosquito cakes! Remember to shout 'Get inside!'" Stephen Fang flicked his finger, and Black Panther fell straight into the mud.

The moment Hawkeye's arrow left the bowstring, Stephen Fang caught it in his mouth and flung it at Hawkeye! The arrow exploded at Patton's feet, the shockwave sending the archer flying twenty meters.

"give it to me!"

Ant-Man suddenly grew taller under Stephen Fong's feet. He wanted to flip Stephen Fong over and then crush him with his body, but just as Ant-Man grew bigger, he suddenly convulsed and a phantom image of Guanyin appeared in front of him.
“You…” Stephen Fang thought for a moment as he faced Ant-Man, “You use this divine skill no differently than a caveman, you’re a complete waste.”

Ant-Man reads quite a lot in his spare time, and he certainly knows that Guanyin is a mythical figure. Even though his body has grown larger now, he still has a strong sense of awe for this thing.

However, Guanyin clapped her hands at Ant-Man.
Boom——

Ant-Man was slammed to the ground, sprawled out on his back, unable to move.
The entire process of defeating this superhero team took less than 30 seconds. The whole team had handled the action with fluid and seamless movements, a combination of witty banter and swift kills that left Iron Man completely dumbfounded!

Bucky's metal arm spun wildly, and the hydraulic pumps hissed like they were dying.

He lunged at the nearest weapon, unwilling to sit idly by and wait to die!
"Crack!"

Stephen Fang stepped on his mechanical arm, and the Winter Soldier grunted. With his other hand, he pulled out a dagger and stabbed at Stephen Fang's knee, but a crisp "clang" was heard! The blade broke!

“Didn’t you say you didn’t want to live? Why are you starting to resist?” Stephen Fang grabbed Bucky by the hair and lifted him up, while his other hand “thud” shoved into his mechanical shoulder joint.

A sickening metallic tearing sound rang out.

"Aaaaah—!" Bucky screamed as his entire robotic arm was ripped off, wires and hydraulic fluid splattering like blood.

Stephen Fang casually tossed the scrap metal to Tony's feet like it was trash.

“There’s one last thing left.” He grabbed Bucky by the neck and walked toward Iron Man, the Winter Soldier’s toes leaving long trails of blood on the muddy ground.

Captain America struggled to climb out of the rubble and saw Bucky being held high in the air.

Stephen Fang's hand gradually tightened, the Winter Soldier's face began to turn purple, and his legs twitched unconsciously.

"Stop!" Captain America roared as he crawled forward, only to see Stephen Fang suddenly grin.

"Crack!" The crisp sound of a cervical vertebra breaking echoed in the rainy night.

Bucky Barnes' body was thrown in front of Tony like a rag doll, his head tilted at an odd angle, his gray-blue pupils completely unfocused.

Stephen Fang shook the blood off his hands and turned to look at the stunned Iron Man: "Remember the five-star review."

The sound of raindrops hitting the bulletproof glass of S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters was like countless tiny hammers striking Nick Fury's nerves.

He stared with his single eye at the scene playing repeatedly in the holographic projection—the moment Stephen Fang snapped the Winter Soldier's neck with one hand, the movement as fluid as breaking a dry branch.

“This is the thirty-seventh time, sir,” Maria Hill’s voice came from behind. “The data analysis team has submitted a preliminary report.”

Fury didn't turn around, his fingers tapping on the holographic keyboard, the image frozen on the moment Stephen Fang crushed the Falcon wingsuit's thrusters. "Call everyone here, including Rogers and Stark. One hour later, in the conference room on the seventh basement level."

When the elevator doors opened on the seventh basement level, the bruises on Steve Rogers' face were particularly glaring in the pale light.

He gripped the vibranium shield tightly in his right hand, his knuckles turning white.

Black Panther T'Challa followed behind him, the scratches on his vibranium suit silently telling the story of that one-sided battle.

There were already more than a dozen people sitting in the conference room.

Fury stood in the main seat, with General Thaddeus Ross of the Strategic Defense Agency and his counter-surveillance team on his left, and senior agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. on his right.

Most striking was Tony Stark sitting in the corner, his gold and red suit stained with mud and blood, his visor open, revealing his bloodless face.

“Everyone’s here.” Fury tapped the table, and the holographic projection switched to a 3D model of the abandoned factory. “Ten hours ago, a Hydra Winter Soldier died.”

General Ross sneered: "Just a brainwashed assassin."

Steve's shield slammed onto the metal table, making the water glass rattle. "He's the victim! You should be discussing the murderer now!"

"Calm down, Captain." Nick Fury's voice was like a bucket of ice water. "The problem we're discussing is, how do we deal with a monster that can take you all down in thirty seconds?"

The holographic view switched to combat data analysis, where every movement of Stephen's was broken down into hundreds of data points, including muscle contraction speed, movement trajectory, and power output.
The numbers jumped wildly, eventually turning into a glaring red warning.

“According to calculations,” Leopold Fitz, chief scientist at S.H.I.E.L.D., pointed to the data, “his basic strength is at least at the Hulk level, his speed surpasses Thor, and…”

The scene shifts to the moment Ant-Man is flattened by the illusory image of Guanyin, "He also seems to have mastered some kind of energy manipulation method that we cannot explain."

General Ross frowned deeply. "A yellow-skinned man with this kind of power? And S.H.I.E.L.D. is still employing him?"

The conference room fell silent. Tony looked up, his eyes bloodshot. "I hired him," he said hoarsely. "To deal with aliens and an even bigger threat."

"And now he's killed someone!" Captain America jumped to his feet. "Right in front of you!"

"Nonsense, I let him kill him." Tony Stark felt a surge of satisfaction at getting his revenge, and his words immediately infuriated Captain America.

"You! Bucky is innocent! I've said it a thousand times! Bucky was controlled! It was unintentional! You are responsible for his death!"

(End of this chapter)