A Marine Admiral in the Marvel Universe

“Let’s go take a look.” Cao Gui pulled Meifu up and walked over first.

Maeve gritted her teeth. Damn bastard, how dare he bother people like that!

……

Marvel World.

In a basement in Los Angeles, Beth was strapped to a laboratory bed, her body connected to numerous testing devices.

Beside her, Maya was rapidly adjusting numerous devices. Beth pursed her lips nervously, her heart pounding uncontrollably. She hadn't informed Cao Gui beforehand about this decision.

I was just about to explain to Cao Gui when I discovered that the bastard's phone was out of service; I don't know where he's gone again.

"Beth, I'm going to begin." Maya picked up a bright yellow syringe and slowly injected it into Beth's arm.

Instantly, fiery red lines lit up on Beth's skin, following the veins and blood vessels.

"Ah..." Beth couldn't help but gasp softly. She felt a burning sensation in her body, like someone with a fever of over 40 degrees Celsius.

The injection was slowly administered, and as the liquid from the syringe flowed into Beth's body, the fiery red markings gradually disappeared.

Seeing Beth's heavy breathing, Maya picked up another syringe and injected her a second time. Before Beth could react, Maya picked up another syringe and injected her a third time.

However, with the injection of the third injection, Beth, whose face had been contorted in pain, let out a long breath, and the heat in her body immediately disappeared.

"Alright," Maya clapped her hands and chuckled.

Beth got off the lab table somewhat bewildered: "This...is this all it takes?"

Maya didn't say anything, but pulled over a full-length mirror: "Here, look for yourself."

Beth looked at herself in the mirror in surprise. Originally, her figure wasn't very good; she was very thin and only around a C cup. But after these few injections of the Extremis virus, she had reached a D cup. Her body proportions had also changed; her legs looked longer, and her body lines looked more graceful.

"How was it?" Maya asked with a smile. Although she hadn't perfected the Extremis virus, she had proposed it, which gave her a great sense of accomplishment.

“It feels…very good…” Beth murmured, clenching her fist, and her arm immediately lit up with a fiery red light, her body tissues becoming transparent.

"What a strange feeling..." Beth murmured, the intense heat emanating from her arm. With a flick of her wrist, she struck the experimental bed from before, instantly creating a large gash in the steel bed board, from which molten iron dripped slowly.

However, as soon as she finished doing all that, Beth felt a strong hunger pang in her stomach, and the fiery red light quickly faded.

"I'm so hungry... Let's go eat!" Beth exclaimed happily. Although she used to be very thin, that was because she controlled her diet. Now... Hmph, watch me eat five meals a day, and every meal will be different!

"Now I have superpowers too!" Beth thought excitedly. She was looking forward to Cao Gui's expression when he came back... No, she wouldn't tell him yet, she'd let him find out for himself. His expression would definitely be interesting!

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Chapter 398 Maeve's Decision

A world shrouded in black robes.

In the woods surrounding the amusement park, with a loud thud, Countess Crimson crashed to the ground, her body slamming into the mud.

Behind him, a bearded man in a green Stars and Stripes uniform, holding an eagle-shaped shield, stared coldly at her, slowly smoking a cigarette.

Nine out of ten bearded men are handsome, and the remaining one is Xiu Rui... cough cough. In any case, this bearded man is indeed quite good-looking. However, Countess Crimson would not think so.

"Ben? Damn it... How did you escape?" The Countess Crimson's face changed drastically, her expression filled with panic, fear, and even extreme terror.

Hearing her question, the soldier boy took a deep drag on his cigarette: "That's interesting. I always thought you hadn't betrayed me..."

"Ben, this wasn't my idea, you have to believe me... I didn't lay a hand on you," the Crimson Countess cried out in despair, tears streaming down her face.

"Oh?" The soldier boy finished his last drag of his cigarette and asked slowly, "That time in Nicaragua, the one who put the nerve agent on me from behind... wasn't you either?"

"..." Upon hearing this, the Countess Crimson fell silent. She knew that everything she had done had been exposed, and there was no point in trying to deny it.

Seeing her like this, the soldier boy's lips twitched. This was her lover, and she had actually participated in betraying him.

"How much money did those Russians give you?" the soldier boy asked.

"...No money was paid." The Countess Crimson shook her head, her expression becoming calm. Approaching death, she no longer had any extravagant desires.

"What?" the soldier boy exclaimed in shock, "They didn't give you anything?"

The Countess Crimson slowly raised her head, her lips pursed, her eyes narrowed, showing great disdain for the soldier boy's words.

"I love you!" The soldier boy's face trembled, and his voice trembled as he said, "Do you know that for so many years, those bastards have been using me for experiments!"

"They forced all sorts of compounds into my stomach! I kept hoping you would come and save me!"

Listening to the soldier boy recount his tragic experiences, the Countess Crimson felt no shame whatsoever; instead, a hint of pleasure appeared on her face.

She was happy, very happy to know that this bastard had been tortured like this.

"I've always held onto this hope because I love you!" the soldier boy said earnestly. "I love you more than anyone else, and I believe you won't give up on me!"

The Countess Crimson looked into the soldier boy's eyes, took a deep breath, grinned, and slowly said, "I don't love you. On the contrary, I hate you! We all hate you!"

"I wish you were dead! We all wish you were dead!"

The hateful words silenced the soldier boy, his eyes glistening with tears and his eyelids twitching slightly. But at the same time, a brilliant light shone from his chest.

In the nearby bushes, Cao Gui and Maeve exchanged bewildered glances. Both were members of the Blood Debt Repayment Squad. The Crimson Countess was rumored to be the soldier boy's lover, but unexpectedly...

"Their relationship seems complicated?" Cao Gui muttered, stroking his chin.

“No, it’s not complicated…” Maeve looked at the two of them, her expression somewhat complicated: “I hate Homelanders as much as she hates Soldier Boy. The ‘we’ that the Countess of Crimson was referring to must be the entire Blood for Blood Squad.”

"From their conversation, we can learn that the soldier boy was captured by the Russians for experiments because someone betrayed him, and the person who betrayed him was the entire Blood Debt Repayment Squad!"

Maeve said in a low voice, "That soldier boy is a bastard just like Homelander!"

"I've thought countless times about teaming up with the Russians to deal with the Homelander, but he can fly, and he's very fast. Even a powerful country can't do anything about him..."

“So that’s how it is…” Maeve’s analysis immediately made Cao Gui understand the complicated relationship between the two. Just then, the light on the soldier boy’s chest grew brighter and brighter.

With a deafening roar, an enormous beam of laser light shot out, and a powerful shockwave instantly swept through the entire forest, snapping countless trees in half, sending leaves flying and sand and gravel tumbling about.

A moment later, the gale subsided and the dust settled. The Crimson Countess, who had been directly struck by the laser beam, was reduced to a charred corpse. Charred flesh occasionally peeled off the remains, and the charred human shape was still faintly visible.

The soldier boy, however, seemed dazed, standing blankly in the woods, turning around in circles: "Where am I? Why did I get here..."

His eyes darted around and he saw the corpse of the Crimson Countess. He hesitated for a moment before realizing what was happening.

Maeve stood up from the bushes, took off her high heels and mask, and walked out with a stern expression.

"What are you going to do?" Cao Gui asked, puzzled.

“I’m going to kill this soldier boy!” Maeve said resolutely. “He’s a piece of trash just like Homelander!”

She immediately kicked off with her delicate white feet, leaped up, and swung her iron fist, delivering a powerful punch to the back of the soldier boy's head.

With a muffled thud, the soldier boy stumbled and fell headfirst to the ground.

Maeve, having landed a successful blow, grinned maliciously, grabbed a large rock, and hurled it fiercely at the soldier boy.

However, the soldier boy sprang to his feet and smashed his head against the stone, shattering it with a loud thud.

"Damn it..." Maeve's lips twitched. This guy seems to be stronger than her?

You'll only know how strong it is after you've fought it!

Maeve's expression hardened, her gaze sharpening.

"I don't know who you are, but... you seem to dislike me?" The soldier boy shook his neck, raised his hand to wipe the stone dust from his forehead, and said calmly.

"Nothing, I just want to kill you!" Maeve sneered, stomping her foot and creating a crater in the ground with a thud.

Using this force, Maeve reached her maximum speed and punched the soldier boy in the face.

The soldier boy's expression changed drastically; this speed far exceeded his expectations.

Bang!

The soldier boy tilted his head back, staggered a couple of steps, and two streams of blood slowly flowed from his nose.

"Sang Bichi!" The soldier boy touched the blood flowing from his nose, and was immediately enraged. He swung his hand, and the shield spun out and flew towards Maeve.

Maeve let out a sharp shout, swung her long leg upwards, and then slashed down like a prisoner of war, like a taekwondo kick splitting a wooden board, with a clang, directly splitting the shield in two.

But Maeve isn't like those taekwondo athletes who chop at wooden planks that would shatter into pieces over speed bumps; she's a heavy shield made of cast iron.

"Who the hell are you?" the soldier boy asked fiercely, wiping the blood from under his nose.

"The one who killed you!" Maeve shook her neck, grinned, and clenched her two delicate white fists, making a cracking sound.

If I can't kill my homelander, I refuse to believe I can't kill you, soldier boy!

The soldier boy's face gradually darkened. This woman's fighting ability was on par with his, but he had just returned from Asia and hadn't offended anyone.

"Damn crazy woman!" The soldier boy gritted his teeth and pulled out a dagger he was carrying. "You want to kill me? Then try!"

He's never been a good-tempered person; since she wants to fight, then he'll take her down!

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Chapter 399 Addicted to Cultivation, Unable to Extricate Himself!

The soldier boy tiptoed, like a boxer, slowly searching for a weakness in Maeve's defense, while in his hand he held a gleaming dagger.

Maeve's breath hitched as the Soldier Boy's wolf-like gaze locked onto her. If it were an ordinary dagger or gun, she certainly wouldn't care, but the problem was, this person was the Soldier Boy, a powerful figure from the Homelander era.

Even if the opponent doesn't have Homelander's overwhelming strength, they shouldn't be underestimated.

Whoosh-!

With a sharp whistle, a cold light pierced through the void and stabbed into the ground at Maeve's feet. The hilt of a longsword trembled slightly and emitted a faint hum.

Maeve chuckled softly, stretched out her jade-like hand, and drew the longsword from beside her feet.

The soldier boy's pupils suddenly contracted. Damn it, this crazy woman has companions here... No, the speed of that sword was extremely fast, and that person's strength is definitely above this crazy woman's!

The soldier boy's eyes were gloomy. He had only been away from the United States for two or three decades, and several powerful individuals with strength no less than his own had appeared here.

With the weapon in hand, Maeve's confidence soared. With a sharp cry, her longsword instantly transformed into a cold gleam, piercing towards the soldier boy's eyes.

This soldier boy, like herself and the already dead Homelander, had a body of steel; ordinary attacks couldn't break through his defenses.

But the eyes are a different story; they are the weak point of any living being, including her.

That's because Homelander is different; he has the ridiculous ability of heat vision, otherwise how could I have been so badly suppressed by him!

"Fuck you!" the soldier boy cursed angrily, as this woman had attacked his vital points with her first move.