v4 Chapter 1579： Article 2

"I think all of us did not expect that this monster who kept yelling "Hulk" killed almost all the players, and he also formed an alliance with Bertie Lansa, the biggest black horse in our slave group!"

"And now there are four full minutes before the end of the game!"

When only Hulk and Bertie Lansa were left in the arena, the host was already very excited and ran out to announce the result.

The audience around them also gave them the warmest cheers in history.

Bertie Lansa himself is also preparing to put down his shield and pick up a short spear to collect some points.

At this moment, there was a loud roar in the ear.

Then came the oppressive green fist head-on.

"you……"

"Ho **** ho ho!!"

Even if Bertie Lansa responded with his fastest response, he just raised his shield to block his body.

Just listen, bang! The sound.

Bertie Lansa flew out like a cannonball, slamming heavily on the fence of the arena in the distance.

Although his shield was not ordinary equipment and almost removed most of his defenses, the counter-shock force from the wall still made him vomit a mouthful of blood.

This kind of power seems to have caused his internal organs to be displaced.

Bertie Lansa slightly pulled himself off the wall, then wiped off the blood stains on his lips, shouting angrily: "What are you doing?! Are we not allied!"

Hulk was surprised to see that this person was so strong that he had survived a heavy blow by himself, but he didn't have the concept of fear in his mind, and this person was far from the one who beat him with electricity before.

As for the alliance he said? What is an alliance?

"Hulk! Here, only Hulk!"

"what?"

"Cheers, only belongs to Hulk!"

The surrounding audience shouted again like they were forced to climax, and even the host was crazy.

"Now it seems that they are not planning to form an alliance, but are going to fight each other and compete for the final winner in this 30-person melee! This is really wonderful!"

A special group hidden in the audience, the Spartan team, is also watching the game.

"I didn't expect Bertie Lansa to face such a monster."

"Huh, isn't this just right? The province, we will do it ourselves. When he is dead, we will use the name of the Spartacus Empire to retrieve the equipment that does not belong to him from the organizer."

"Are you sure that the organizer here will return the holy artifacts to us?"

"Although we have abandoned the history of war, not many people care about losing one or two holy objects, but the holy objects cannot be stolen by this traitor anyway."

Hearing the overwhelming remarks made by his men, the leader glanced at them: "Berty Lansa may not necessarily lose."

"But his power is completely..."

"Time, time is coming."

Below.

Hulk smashed his fists and looked at Bertie Lansa with a very threatening look. Now he finally understood what Hulk meant.

Victory belongs only to him, so just cross the river to demolish the bridge? (Self-love)

"I admit that you are very strong, but... it's not that easy to kill me. This list of promotion will definitely have my name!"

Hulk couldn't understand what he said, but he could understand the meaning of Bertie Lansa raising the shield and the spear.

And the cheers around him made him fighting.

fighting!

"Uh ah ah ah -!"

"Hoho Ho Ho!!!"

The two wanted to rush to each other at the same time, taking this opportunity, Bertie Lansa, who had been resting for a short time, took the lead to attack, and during the running, he assumed a standard javelin throwing posture.

Under its explosive power, the silver short spear in his hand is like a stream of light shooting towards Hulk's head.

The silver gun is extremely fast, and Hulk can't do too much movement, so he can only raise his arm to block.

Hearing a sound of ‘poof~’, the tip of the gun pierced Hulk’s skin, but it only pierced the epidermis, and then was ejected by his strong muscles.

With Hulk's roar, the whole person bounced up, and a leap thump to smash Bertie Lansa into meatloaf.

But in the last second of Hulk landing, Bertie Lansa suddenly stopped a pounce, avoided the smashing ground at an extreme distance, and raised his shield to block the impact of the air wave.

Then a surprising scene appeared. When Berti Lansa took a right hand, the silver short spear that had been flew out by the handsome turned into a shimmer and disappeared, and reunited in the palm of his hand.

Then reflexively is a carbine.

"Puff~"

The tip of the gun pierced Hulk's buttocks, but because of his excessive force, Hulk's gluteal muscles were too developed, causing the tip of the gun to slide along the buttocks to the center.

"Roar!!!"

Hulk suddenly widened his eyes, and exhausted his entire strength to lift his chest and hips.

But in this scene, in the eyes of outsiders, this skilled posture and precise poke point must be an ancestral old craftsman.

Bertie Lansa also did not expect that he would immediately pull out his short spear, but he did not expect that the short spear would be clamped by Hulk's exaggerated gluteal muscles!

Then a large round swing fist shot him directly from the side. After the loud noise, Bertie Lansa became a pendant on the wall, and Hulk carefully pulled out the short spear clamped in his butt.

A cluster of green blood splattered out, which caused bleeding marks on his butt.

Thanks to the key shot of Hulk, the power of the pendulum just now was not very strong, Bertie Lansa quickly got up, stretched out his hand to summon the short spear that Hulk was holding back.

But when he saw Hulk's angry look at himself, he knew that he had completely annoyed Hulk.

"I promise it was an accident just now..."

"Hulk!!!"

"boom--"

Hulk's self-healing power is very strong, just like this, the blood marks on his **** have almost recovered, but his spiritual anger has intensified.

So the hunt began, and Bertie Lansa seemed to feel that his power was not enough to kill the angry behemoth from just now, and began to flee frantically.

"There is one last minute to the end of the game!"

"Hulk!"

Seeing Hulk descending through the sky again, Bertie Lansa turned upright and ran up to the wall, then turned his body and somersaulted to avoid Hulk's pursuit.

But just when he landed and planned to roll and escape, a big green hand grabbed his ankle.

"Wait for you..."

"boom!"

"Boom! Boom~bang~bang!"

Hulk grabbed Bertie Lansa's leg and threw it out in a roar.

Bertie Lansa is not a god. Although he is very strong, he has no body. Although the shield reduces the damage caused by smashing the ground, the severe pain that comes from his whole body makes him feel a trace of fear. He originally wanted to get up and just lay down. Play dead on the ground.

"The last ten seconds of the game! Our Hulk has solved the last enemy on the field!"

"Now it's counting down...3...2...Huh?"

At the last count of the host's countdown, Bertie Lansa stood up from the ground enduring the pain from his body.

"1! Congratulations Bertie Lansa, he survived! The game is over!"

The big screen above the arena immediately showed his and Hulk scores.

Then all the audience found that Berti Lansa was the first because he got 4 points.

And Hulk, because after transforming into a tyrannical eradication of every enemy, but did not score any points, so only his own 1 point, won the second place.

"I... succeeded!" Bertie Lansa looked at the light curtain above, UU reading www.uukanshu. The corners of com's **** mouth conjured a triumphant smile.

But just when he turned his head and prepared to look at Hulk and say a truce, a fist larger than his head had already rushed to his face.

"boom--"

The last thing he saw was Hulk standing alone in the middle of the field, welcoming everyone's shouts to him.

Fak...After the game, he played...

Then, the darkness completely swallowed his consciousness.

In the VIP room, a group of avengers looked at Loki sitting in the corner and snickered.

Watson saw the hope of separating Banner and Hulk.

The first step is to gradually perfect Hulk's personality and possess reason.

In this way, Banner and Hulk can get their own lives.