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 "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Smack! Smack! Smack!"

In the dim alley, the sounds of... well, fists and feet colliding filled the air.

Having shed his full-body weights and activated his BGM, Clark faced Crossbones' fierce attacks without a hint of retreat, countering attack with attack, speed with speed. Clark had no psychological barriers about taking down Crossbones.

From his antics in "Captain America: The Winter Soldier" to causing the "Sokovia Accords" in "Captain America: Civil War" which led to the outbreak of the heroes' civil war, Crossbones had been a constant source of trouble.

Following the civil war, the Avengers' disarray contributed to Thanos's successful invasion, leading to a tragic outcome when the heroes were defeated one by one by the Mad Titan.

Subjectively speaking, could killing him in advance prevent many of these events?

Perhaps delaying the civil war, allowing heroes to unite against Thanos, might prevent the Snap altogether.

Clark might not even need to get involved and still enjoy peace.

Objectively, Hydra is a group of lunatics.

Stepping back doesn't guarantee peace; killing Crossbones might provoke Hydra's wrath, but sparing him doesn't assure safety either. In a situation where conflict is inevitable, why not eliminate one of their top fighters to weaken the enemy's overall strength?

As for the consequences of killing Crossbones, Clark believed that Old Pym, now tied to his fate, would not stand by idly.

At this moment, Clark's determination to kill was set in stone!

Within moments, the two exchanged more than a dozen moves, and the novice Clark actually managed to hold his own against the infamous villain Crossbones! However, Clark noticed his own shortcomings during the fight.

His moves lacked killing intent. Although his divine BGM system accelerated his training and improved his combat skills, he was still someone who had never killed a chicken. Even with a firm resolve, he hesitated when it came to actual combat.

On the contrary, Crossbones, who had killed countless, had extremely ruthless moves and almost tangible killing intent.

The fight seemed somewhat lacking in intensity from Clark's side.

This wouldn't do; he needed to adjust his mindset quickly. Otherwise, how could he even think about killing?

Calming his mind, Clark continued the frenzied exchange with Crossbones.

After another dozen moves, Clark reluctantly realized that his problems weren't just mental. Even in basic physical strength and technique, he was no match for Crossbones.

Crossbones, as Hydra's top enforcer, possessed peak human strength and world-class combat skills. Despite the system's help, Clark, who had only trained for two months, couldn't bridge the gap completely.

Had Crossbones not been on a mission to capture him alive, Clark might have already been defeated.

Acknowledging this, Clark couldn't help but smile wryly. He had been too ambitious in thinking about killing Crossbones outright.

As the fight progressed, Clark became increasingly frustrated, while Crossbones grew more alarmed.

Initially, Clark could barely defend against Crossbones' powerful attacks, seemingly counterattacking but actually being dominated. However, as time passed, Clark began adapting to Crossbones' rhythm, launching attacks that posed a real threat.

This young man not only possessed an alarming level of intuition and judgment but was also improving continuously during their fight.

How long had he been training in combat?

Including fitness and weight loss, less than three months, right?

In less than three months, this young man had grown to a point where he could contend with him. What would happen if he were allowed to continue growing?

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

As the exchange intensified, both began to trade blows for blows.

Different from Crossbones, who mainly used boxing techniques targeting Clark's upper body, Clark's Tan Legs included some hand techniques but mainly focused on leg attacks, often kicking below Crossbones' waist.

Fortunately, neither completely lost their reason, protecting their vital areas well, preventing any fatal injuries that could turn the tide of battle.

Stepping up his attacks, Crossbones taunted Clark, "Your combat talent is indeed the best I've ever seen, but your physical condition is far behind mine. Under these circumstances, how long can you last?"

"Bang! Bang!"

After taking a punch to the chest and kicking Crossbones' abdomen, sending him stumbling back, Clark proudly responded, "I can keep this up all day!"

Crossbones' eyebrows furrowed slightly at Clark's statement, which inexplicably made him uneasy.

Receiving impression points from Brock Rumlow +333!

At that moment, Crossbones finally resolved to kill Clark.

Forget the mission; this boy must not be spared!

With that thought, Crossbones suddenly lunged forward, drawing a short knife hidden in his sleeve and charging at Clark with lightning speed.

Damn! This guy really doesn't play by the rules, using a knife?

Startled, Clark swiftly stepped forward with his left foot and swept his left leg, kicking one of his removed leg weights directly at Crossbones. The weight, however, was sliced in half by Crossbones' knife.

Iron sand scattered, but it couldn't stop Crossbones' advance.

Seizing the moment, Clark grabbed the damaged weight vest and swung it towards Crossbones' head.

Seeing Clark's unorthodox attack, Crossbones merely sneered, flicking his knife upwards.

"Slash!"

The weight vest was torn open with a long gash.

"Sand Iron Sphere!"

Repeating his trick, Clark swung the damaged weight vest again, scattering iron sand at Crossbones. Though harmless, the sudden attack forced Crossbones to shield his face and retreat.

Clark, after executing this maneuver, finally decided to abandon the head-on fight, planning to break free and escape.

However, just then, he heard a shout from behind, "Fear not, Clark! Nalan Qing to the rescue!"

Turning, Clark saw the five thugs blocking his escape route had been knocked down, and Nalan Qing, wielding a metal staff, charged forward.

Without greeting Clark, Nalan Qing brushed past him, swung the staff, and aimed it at Crossbones' shoulder.

"You deceitful villain, take this strike!"