v2 Chapter 231： kill the hulk

A basement somewhere in New York.

This was originally a large underground warehouse, but I don't know when, curtains were pulled up here and it was arranged as a field hospital.

In a certain ward, Bronski was covered in bandages and casts, lying on the hospital bed breathless.

The only place he can move now is his eyes.

"Bronsky, can you hear me?" General Ross asked softly, standing in front of the hospital bed.

"Giggle... OK..." Bronski's teeth moved slightly, barely making a sound.

"I'm curious, how did you fly from the woods to Banner?" General Ross pulled a chair and sat down and asked in confusion.

The scene at that time was very magical. It was obvious that Bronski had been blown away by the sonic cannon and fell to the side.

General Ross is not an unreasonable person, and he did not criticize Bronski too much for the force majeure he suffered.

But the problem is that this guy actually flew out of the woods and smashed straight at Banner, which is amazing, like asking for a dead end.

"Tossed over... a student..." Bronski said, his voice getting weaker and weaker.

General Ross looked stunned. He heard it clearly, but he didn't seem to hear it clearly. Someone threw him. The person who threw him was still a student?

"What did he just say?" General Ross asked to a female nurse who was busy beside him.

"Uh... I'm sorry sir, I didn't hear clearly." The female nurse hurriedly bowed to apologize.

General Ross frowned, puzzled by this sentence. Bronski was a top soldier who had been on the battlefield.

Since joining the army when you were in your teens, and now you are forty-five years old, you said that a student arrested you and threw you over there. Why does this sound so magical?

After thinking about it, General Ross can only define it as Bronski's sanguine lake, and the words spoken are nonsense.

"Bronsky, I'm giving you a chance to recover now, I wonder if you'd like it?" General Ross asked.

Although Bronski was already delirious, it would not affect General Ross so he could experiment, if he wanted to, that would be best.

If he doesn't want to, let him do it automatically. Anyway, he's already unconscious. No matter what decision he makes, the right to interpret it is in his own hands.

Bronski's lips twitched slightly, wanting to speak, but at this time he was unable to say a word, his eyes began to wander, and he was almost exhausted.

"Very good, soldier, I sincerely admire your courage." Seeing this, General Ross smiled gratified.

Immediately after waving their hands, the three medical staff who were ready walked in quickly, carrying a medicine refrigerator in their hands.

"Let's start." General Ross said, raising his chin.

"...Yes." The doctor looked at Bronski, who was dying soon, and took a deep breath and drew a cross on his chest.

Then from the refrigerator, two blue serums were taken out, and one was punched into Bronski's neck.

The remaining one, with the help of two deputies, turned Bronski over and injected it into his vertebrae.

After doing this, the doctor took out a red potion from the refrigerator... In fact, it was a potion, more like blood.

Unlike the blue transparent solution before, this red medicine is viscous, showing a blood-red color, and it really looks like blood.

"This is not in a hurry, let's take a look at the situation first." General Ross said with a wave of his hand.

Hearing this, the two deputies walked quickly to the instrument to observe: "Sir, the patient's condition is almost stable, but... there is no sign of recovery."

General Ross remained silent, which meant that Bronski could remain in his half-dead state, but it would be impossible to recover.

"Sir, do you still need an injection?" The doctor was at a loss with the tube of blood.

"Hulk...does it have the ability to self-recover?" General Ross asked while rubbing his chin.

"Sir, so far, we haven't done any damage to him... not even his skin," the doctor said.

General Ross was stunned for a moment. He seemed to be saying the same thing. He even dispatched the gunship, but he didn't even break the opponent's skin.

"Inject it, he's dying anyway." General Ross raised his chin.

He is a general, but he is also a capitalist. He understands the concept of surplus value. No one knows how to squeeze surplus value better than him.

When the doctor heard this, a tube of Hulk's blood was injected directly into it.

"Continue to observe, there is a situation report." After leaving a sentence, General Ross turned and left, leaving the rest to the professionals.

...

In the Upper East Side of New York, in Beth's Villa, Cao Gui was doing nothing but playing with cats.

"Meow~"

The orange cat's head rested on Cao Gui's arm, and his body kept rubbing against Cao Gui. The round and fat cat's eyes narrowed into a line, and the small ears were flattened to both sides, which was extremely comfortable.

"Tsk tsk, this cat is really good." Cao Gui tsk tsk exclaimed.

I spent a whole day at the bottom of the sea yesterday. I originally planned to go shopping with Gwen, but Gwen said that Dr. Otto didn't know what to think. He left the thermonuclear field that he was good at, and suddenly began to study mechanical technology.

He also humbly followed the dozen or so interns to discuss issues, making Gwen a little embarrassed to leave the laboratory.

At this time, Beth came back, and when she saw Cao Gui lying on the sofa cuddling her cat, she couldn't help rolling her eyes.

Damn man, he likes the new and hates the old. I don't even want a cat anymore. Beth thought about it, her eyes rolled, and a good idea came up in her heart.

Taking off her coat, Beth came to Cao Gui and picked up the orange cat.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Cao Gui wondered, why did he suddenly rob his cat?

"Honey, let me show you something fun." Beth said Putting both hands on the orange cat's ribs, she lifted it up.

"This...is there anything good-looking?" He looked left and right, not sure why.

Beth smiled slightly, holding the orange cat and starting to shake it gently. As she shook, the orange cat actually stretched longer and longer.

Cao Gui was shocked, how could he still shake it longer and longer?

Eye-opening belongs to yes.

"Go, follow me into the room." Cao Gui grabbed Beth and dragged her into the room.

As for the orange cat...it was ruthlessly thrown away.

"Wait, what are you doing?"

Beth put her legs on the ground, her little **** rose, and she was dragged into the house for her life, but her eyes flashed sly.

True hunters often appear in the form of prey.

"Damn, this thing isn't a cat, he doesn't grow long...and he's already very long."

"Hey hey, try again, maybe?" Cao Gui's strange laughter came from the room.

...

At the exit of a building somewhere in New York, Betty and Banner in a peaked cap were waiting anxiously.

"Bruce, are you sure he's here?" Betty asked softly.

"It should be... I chatted with him for a long time, there is no need for him to lie to me." Dr. Banner said hesitantly.

At this time, a man in blue clothes came out of the building.

"It's him!" Banner said, excitement flashing in his eyes.

Betty didn't come forward in a hurry: "Dr. Stern."

"Who are you?" The man named Sten wondered.

"Mr. Lan." Banner came over and said softly.

"Mr. Green?" Dr. Stern's eyes widened: "It's really you? I always thought... thought..."

"Mr. Lan, I need your help." Before he could finish, Banner suddenly said seriously:

"Please help me kill the Hulk."