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Wanda slapped Odin's small hand on his chest and drove his soul out with one palm.

"How is it possible?" Odin's soul was dumbfounded: "Ancient One's magic skills can't even shake my soul. How old is she?"

"This is not the power of magic, this is the power of technology." Lin Hao smiled and took the red gloves that Wanda took off.

This is a red fingerless glove with a white skull pattern with black flames printed on the back of the hand.

In Bleach, Rukia used this to knock Ichigo Kurosaki's soul out of his body.

The power in different worlds has different standards. Odin has lived for more than five thousand years. He is full of divine power and has a soul strength that even the Supreme Sorcerer cannot shake.

However, this glove made of leptons does not care about these. It only recognizes one criterion: whether there are leptons in the target's body.

If the target's spiritual pressure exceeds the threshold, this glove will inevitably be unable to shake it. After all, everything in the world of "Bleach" is simply a comparison of spiritual pressure.

But there was no spirit in Odin's body, which was even worse than the weakest spirit on the Street of Souls.

This is called using rules to defeat rules, playing to one's strengths and avoiding one's weaknesses.

However, when Lin Hao transferred a little of the spirit particles in his body to Odin's soul, it instantly caused a violent reaction.

After Odin obtained this little bit of spiritual energy, his five thousand years of accumulation instantly burst out.

His spiritual pressure surged almost in the blink of an eye.

The golden spiritual pressure seemed to be real, and the golden flames surrounded Odin's spirit.

A surge of impact force swept in all directions, directly affecting reality. The coffee table, desks, chairs, and sofas all flew out, and even cracks appeared on the walls in an instant.

"Very good, from now on you will be my spiritual pressure power bank!" Lin Hao said happily.

"This..." Odin was stunned again: "My aging has actually stopped."

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Chapter 96 Captain America and Daredevil's First Encounter (First Order Request)

Hell's Kitchen, on the west coast of Manhattan Island.

The real captain, Steve Rogers, was making an international long-distance call downstairs in a noisy apartment building.

As soon as the call was connected, a long list of questions popped up from the other end.

"David, how is New York? Are you used to it? Are you eating well? Are you sleeping well? When will you be back?"

Steve has complicated feelings when facing Lina Rogers, who treats him as her own son.

Originally, he thought that he was indeed Captain America Steve Rogers, but for some unknown reason he appeared in Sokovia, gained David Rogers' memory, and replaced the other's identity.

Because he believes that the super soldier serum is unique and no one else can have a physique like him, this is the best proof.

After meeting the fake captain, Steve Rogers became shaken again. The other party also had an enhanced physique, which at least showed that the super soldier serum was not unique.

Is it possible that David Rogers was injected with the serum and then gained the memories of Steve Rogers?

After seeing how powerful Dongfang Bubai was and practicing the magical swordsmanship himself, Steve even suspected that his strong physique did not come from the super soldier serum, but from some other magical power.

That would completely put an end to his idea of ​​becoming Captain America.

These days, Steve is being driven crazy by this chicken-and-egg question.

He was no longer sure who he was.

"Mom, don't worry, I'm fine." He finally called out "Mom", which showed Steve Rogers' hesitation.

"It will take some time. I'll go back when I'm done."

"How about you guys? Is everything okay at home?"

"Good, everything is fine." Lina Rogers replied: "Your father and I, as well as Anthony, are all fine, and the neighbors are all fine too."

"The gangsters haven't come back to cause trouble, right?" Steve glanced around as he said this. After all, this is Hell's Kitchen.

Is he going to publicize himself as a superhero who fights gangs in his hometown?

"No, it's very peaceful here." Lina Rogers said happily, "It should be that your warning before leaving worked."

"Okay, I'll call you back in two days." Steve hung up the phone and paid.

Someone has already set his sights on him.

This is Hell's Kitchen, the most chaotic place in New York. Steve Rogers, who broke in alone, has already become the target of drug addicts. If he was not tall and strong and needed to invite a few accomplices to join the battle, someone would have been unable to resist taking action.

Steve Rogers turned into the alley on purpose and waited leisurely.

A few reckless black and white people blocked the entrance of the alley, pointing daggers and pistols at the calm Steve.

"Boy, did you hand it over voluntarily, or did we ask you to hand it over voluntarily?"

Steve Rogers did not draw his sword. These thugs were not qualified to force him to draw his sword. He simply grasped the scabbard and was about to rush forward.

Suddenly, a red short stick flew out from overhead and hit the head of the white gangster in front. Then, it was pulled by the silk thread at the end of the short stick and continued to bounce towards another black gangster.

Steve looked up and saw a man in red tights on the roof.

The guy jumped down, unloaded his legs on the wall, and landed in the middle of the thugs in the blink of an eye. He wielded a short stick and knocked down four or five of them efficiently.

But this guy never attacks vital points, and never finishes off a thug after knocking him down.

"Don't thank me, you..."

Matt Murdock, who hadn't gotten a nickname yet, cast a blank look at Steve, but his super perception allowed him to "see" Steve's strength more intuitively.

Breathing is steady, heart is strong, muscles are full of vitality, and every pore exudes a strong smell of metabolism...

This is clearly a healthy, strong body with good explosive power.

With a body like this, it would be no problem to deal with a few street thugs.

"So you don't need my help."

Matt Murdock, who had just started learning how to be a superhero, was a little depressed. He thought he would have a good start today, but it turned out that no one needed him to save them at all.

With that, Matt Murdock turned and left.

This person doesn't need him to save him, he needs to find a new unlucky person.

Watching the man in red leave, Steve Rogers walked out of the alley, feeling quite helpless: "Are there so many extraordinary humans in America now?"

In Steve Rogers' memory, he was obviously the most special one and the most advanced technological creation ever.

When he came to America, he saw that there were so many extraordinary humans who could rival him that they could form a group.

After sighing, Steve walked towards the apartment he had booked.

Coincidentally, this apartment was the property that Lan Kenian, a level 7 agent of the S.H.I.E., had established in Hell's Kitchen.

Steve chose to live here because this apartment has a strong background, doesn't care about your nationality or skin color, and has relatively good sanitary conditions.

If Steve Rogers, who is already being chased by S.H.I.E.L.D., wants to continue staying in New York, he can only hide in the chaotic Hell's Kitchen.

This area was a gathering place for Irish workers as early as the last century. Even in the era when Steve Rogers lived, "Hell's Kitchen" was notorious. The security conditions in the slums of Brooklyn more than 60 years ago were better than here.

"Hello, my name is Anthony, the person who called to book the room." Steve used his brother's name.

The white burly man behind the concierge looked him up and down, then stared closely at the long object wrapped in cloth in his hand, and said coldly: "There is only one rule here: if you pay the money and don't make trouble, we will guarantee your safety inside the apartment. Do you understand?"

"Understood." Steve Rogers nodded.

The fact that they can open a "safe zone" in a place like Hell's Kitchen shows the strength of the boss behind the scenes.

Of course, the price is really expensive, it costs two hundred dollars to stay for a day.

If it were a star-rated hotel outside, this price would be normal, but this apartment has old facilities and does not include catering. Apart from being relatively clean, it has almost nothing good about it.

But in this chaotic environment, "safety" is the most expensive service.

"How long will you be staying?" asked the burly doorman.

"Stay here for now. I'll renew the contract if the money is not enough." Steve Rogers threw out two stacks of hundred-dollar bills.

The proceeds from the raid on the Sokovia gang have not yet been spent, and this is Hell's Kitchen, so Steve doesn't think he will be short of money.

Veterans who have come down from the battlefield will not be pretentious.

Those who enjoy "American freedom" have never included this group of social dregs.

For the sake of the money, the burly doorman's expression softened a lot.

"If you need it, we provide meal delivery service." The sturdy doorman smiled a smile that all men understand: "Whether it's for you or your little brother to eat."

Steve's expression dimmed instantly, and he responded coldly: "No need."

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Chapter 97 The confrontation between the real captain and the fake captain (first order requested)

When Eunuch Tai taught Steve Rogers martial arts, he did not tell him how long he had to practice sword skills before he could become a master. Steve had to rely on his own feelings.

With the talent of having all meridians open, one can quickly learn any martial arts, let alone the quick-learning Sword Manual of Exorcism.

About two weeks later, Steve Rogers felt that the energy in his body called "inner force" became surging. Whenever this energy was transferred to his hands and feet, his strength and speed would be greatly increased.

If combined with swordsmanship, Steve Rogers' speed and destructive power would become incredible even to himself.

As far as I can remember, scientists decades ago once tested his body after he was injected with serum and asserted that his body had reached the limit of the human body.

However, with the blessing of this magical energy called "inner force", Steve Rogers felt that his previous understanding of human potential had been overturned.

"I've become stronger!"

Inside the apartment, Steve Rogers looked at himself in the mirror and muttered to himself, "I feel like I can beat at least three of my past selves now."

The wall next to the mirror was covered with news clippings about Captain America, and Steve Rogers used them to analyze the movements of the fake captain.

"It's time to go see him again."

Steve sees the fake captain as the key to solving the puzzle. Last time he was busy fighting, but this time he is confident that he can control the other party and start a "calm" conversation.

Leaving Hell's Kitchen temporarily, Steve Rogers rented a second-hand car and headed to Washington, more than 300 kilometers away.

Captain America was eventually recruited by S.H.I.E.L.D., and even though the military wanted him, Nick Fury pushed back, saying that Captain America had already exceeded his service term.