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Chapter 160 The Hate That Must Be Strong For Life (Subscribe)

A large number of fully armed soldiers broke into one of the apartments under the leadership of General Ross.

In one of the messy and laboratory-like rooms, Rose first caught Bruce Banner with a weak face propped up on a metal workbench, and then heard his daughter Betty shouting.

"Father?"

General Ross shifted his gaze to Betty who was supporting Bruce Banner, and said in a deep voice with no expression on his face, "Bruce, you made a wrong decision. Go to them, withdraw, and everything else here, Bronski, I want to destroy it all.

"Yes, General!"

The captain of the soldier called Bronski nodded, his eyes flickered, and he made a gesture. The rest of the soldiers surrounded General Ross and left the apartment.

Bronski looked at the only person on the scene, that is, Lan Hirota, who helped Bruce Banner eliminate the influence.

In the restless expression of the latter, he stepped forward, stretched out his hand and knocked on the table top where the blood test tubes were stored, and finally took off the communication headset hanging on his ear, turned off the communication, and walked in front of Dr. Lan.

"You know? Since I was seven years old, my father instilled a concept, that is, I am the best person in the world, have the best blood in the world, and I must become the strongest no matter what I do, and I will join the army by myself After that, I relied on my hard work and madness to become one of the strongest fighters in the army."

"But this is not enough for me, because I was born strong, and I want to be the strongest, but there are existences in this world that are stronger than humans, those Awakening Abilities, Mutants."

"Even that playboy has built an armor that is beyond the age, but I am still only a so-called commando captain in the army."

"No matter how hard I try, I can't break through the limit of human blood. I was disappointed and angry, but until Bruce Banner was accidentally mutated in an experiment, he changed from an ordinary person to a person who can't even use heavy weapons. A monster that cannot break through the skin defense."

"But this also made me see hope, the hope of breaking the shackles.

"So, do you understand what I'm saying?"

Bronski looked at Dr. Lan and said softly. The latter looked bitter, but he could only nod: "There is indeed a blood sample of Bruce Banner here, but you have to be clear that his green cells are extremely destructive and soluble. I don't know exactly what happens to you once you ingest a blood sample."

Facing Dr. Lan's warning, Bronski didn't show any emotion on his face. Instead, he lay down on the working metal table, pulled out a pistol from his thigh tactical belt and pointed it at Dr. Lan.

Dr. Lan had no choice but to take out Bruce Banner's blood sample with a syringe and inject it from Bronski's arm.

And when it was injected, the turbulent changes occurred immediately.

Green and yellow lights flashed in Bronski's eyes, his body curled up with his forehead, thighs, and veins in his arms burst out, achieving the terrifying effect of varicose veins.

Not only that, the skin on his body began to surge crazily, and the next moment, Dr. Lan saw it in disbelief.

Bronski's skin began to swell and crack. In just a short moment, he swelled from a height of more than 1.8 meters to more than 2 meters, and his body also swelled circle after circle. The combat uniform he was wearing was blown up by it. His muscles exploded.

When the transformation was over, a two-meter-long terrifying monster was completely born.

Bronski, who had transformed into a new monster, looked at his hands full of explosive power, and the majestic, exuberant net energy and strength that continued to flow from his body, and he was intoxicated.

"This is the power I want, and I am the power I should have."

"Bronski is a thing of the past, the abomination will be the strongest."

Blonsky is abomination, his mind is full of desire to destroy, and there is only one idea in his mind, which is to kill the Hulk, he wants to prove that he is the strongest existence.

boom!

There is no nonsense in hatred, the explosive force burst out from the thigh, and the huge body was like a shell, smashing the wall and running away into the distance.

……ask for flowers……

There is no doubt that the abomination began to destroy this area, and everything around it.

He is chasing the Hulk, and everything he blocks along the way will be crushed by him. He hates and enjoys the feeling of tearing up other people's lives at any time. He likes to break those fragile lives.

"Hahahaha, Hulk, come out and fight me, I will tear you apart with my own hands."

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Rampage all the way on the street, all the vehicles blocked along the way were smashed by the terrible abomination, and even threw a car hundreds of meters away with a single flip, accompanied by clusters of flames and explosions, today's night is doomed calm.

The appearance of hatred caused panic among the people in the neighborhood.

The abomination of unscrupulous destruction and killing is like a ruthless and terrifying machine. Any life in his eyes is a fragile ant, which can be easily trampled to death.

This brutality caused countless people in the neighborhood to fear, panic, and run away screaming.

Similarly, the police officers of the New York Police Department received the news and dispatched one after another. However, although their weapons were powerful enough, what they were facing were monsters that could ignore most of the hot weapons.

The hatred in the anger once again showed its terrifying side.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The loathing walking forward was like a heavy armored vehicle, charging towards the line of defense formed by a dozen police cars at an astonishingly fast speed.

The densely packed bullets splashed sparks on his thick skin.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Amidst the rampant and violent laughter, the abomination started the massacre wantonly like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. The sky was full of flames, smoke and dust filled the sky, and the corpses of the fallen policemen who were torn apart by the abomination were all around.

And all of this was seen by Natasha Romanoff.

She was standing on the top floor of a building not far away, with her back to the moonlight in the sky, wearing a black windbreaker, slightly curly wine red hair and the windbreaker fluttering in the wind.

(Ask for a monthly ticket for flowers, thank you for your support, swallowing saliva is as painful as swallowing a knife, waking up in pain after sleeping for two hours, waking up in pain after sleeping for two hours, speechless! Again).