Brazil, Rosinia slum, a cheap single room for rent.

The decoration of the room is too old and simple, and the wall skin has fallen off because of the age, but the furniture is simple and neat.

In the dim light cast by the glass window, on a small square straw mat, sat cross-legged a young man with curly hair and a pair of large trousers.

He controlled his breathing evenly, began to slowly sink his eyelids, and practiced a kind of Indian yoga breathing, that is, using abdominal breathing to slow the pulse, so as to adjust the emotions of the body and mind.

But as soon as he closed his eyes, his vision disappeared into infinite darkness, and a green monster trapped in a subconscious cage let out an angry roar at him.

The bloodlines and genes, the green and furious powerful cells, are rapidly eroding and infecting other red blood cells.

'Whew-'

The curly-haired young man began to pant rapidly, his face was slightly hideous, the green tendons on his forehead were bursting, and cold sweat poured out like pulp and wet his whole body. Despite all his efforts to suppress it, he is still on the verge of losing control of his body......

"Don't come out!"

The curly-haired young man let out a low roar and suddenly opened his eyes, and at some point his hands were clenched tightly with a handful of sweat.

He hurriedly looked at his left wrist, where there was a physical watch that monitored his heart rate, and the number on it was over two hundred and began to gradually decline, tending to more than one hundred for a normal person.

"Here we go again." The curly-haired youth smiled bitterly.

After hiding here in Brazil for more than three years, after mastering ancient yoga and integrating it into local life, as long as you control your emotions and do not get angry, you will not become the Hulk who only knows how to fight and destroy.

Now, it's been more than a hundred days since he last transformed into the Hulk!

But for some reason, during this time, the Hulk, who had always been silent, became more and more restless, and began to consciously break free from the shackles and go out to somewhere in the west.

The West, it's the United States.

His hometown has his beloved, a place that he misses but can't get close.

However, in the past two days, a strong sense of unease has emerged in the curly-haired youth's heart, as if there is something in the United States that attracts the Hulk, and the anger has repeatedly approached the critical point of transformation.

"No matter what, I won't let you out, let alone let you go back to New York!"

The curly-haired youth took a deep breath to calm his mind, wiped the sweat off his body with a towel, and continued to practice Indian yoga to adjust his emotions.

There is a tiger in the heart, sniffing the rose.

Whoever dares to provoke me will destroy the world!

……

Over the vast ocean, aboard a giant American transport fighter heading in the direction of Brazil.

In the cabin, the armed soldiers who were ready sat silently in rows of seats. Although the task was greatly reduced in danger, it also caused a slight dissatisfaction among the elite soldiers.

Of course, if they knew what kind of enemy they were about to face, they probably wouldn't think so.

From time to time, the armed soldiers raised their heads and cast their idol-like gaze to one place, where only a silver-haired young man, accompanied by General Rus, was seated, his eyes closed.

Kyle's handsome face was expressionless, but at this time, his state of mind was far from being as calm as it seemed. The closer the fighter plane approached its destination in Brazil, the desire to fight was like a burning fire, burning more and more vigorously and brightly!

One mountain does not tolerate two tigers.

If the earth is compared to the mountain, the creature that can act as a tiger by virtue of its physique, there are only Kyle and Hulk in the current world!

Kyle had never had such a strong desire to win as at this moment, and after he drew the Protoss gene card, he desperately needed an existence of the same level to compete!

"Mr. Kyle, are you really going to face the Hulk alone?" General Ross lowered his voice and said worriedly.

It's not that I don't believe in the symbol of peace, but the Hulk, it's too powerful! It was so powerful that he didn't dare to inform the elite soldiers in advance that it was an invincible monster that he wanted to crusade and arrest!

"I'm pretty sure." Kyle shook his head and opened his eyes, and his golden pupils flashed with a scorching look.

The strongest on the surface? I'm not convinced!

……

Around nine o'clock in the evening.

Unlike the bustling big cities, the residential areas next to factories in Brazil's Rossinha slum are dimly lit early in the morning, and local residents who have been tired from a long day of work basically fall asleep.

At this time, several mysterious vehicles were parked in an alley alley in a residential area.

One of them is a bulletproof camouflage car, with bright lights and spacious interiors, equipped with various scientific and technological instruments and several split-screen screens.

General Ross put on a headset and a military walkie-talkie, and looked at Kyle, who was sitting directly across from him, "You can't be wrong, Bruce Banner is in his house." ”

Kyle shrugged and suggested, "Let your soldiers go over and see if you can capture them directly in human form." If you can't catch it, it's better to lead it to the factory, where the houses are too dense for fighting. ”

General Ross nodded and obediently issued an order into the walkie-talkie, "All elite soldiers, bring nerve-paralyzing firearms, and sneak into the target household!" ”

After receiving the order, the doors of the remaining cars immediately opened, and nearly ten heavily armed elite soldiers, skillfully lowered their bodies and walked quickly into the alleys and alleys.

They are worthy of being the elite of the elite, and under the cover of the night, no one has found their figure and traces.

Emmib rushed to the front, and the darkness and narrow streets did not affect his agility to reach the downstairs of his destination house quickly.

"Whew!"

The big black dog chained downstairs was shocked, and as soon as the first bark was made, Emib reacted and aimed and fired, and the paralyzing bullet accurately hit the big black dog's neck, causing it to crawl on the ground without a sound.

Emib waved his hand forward, and his teammates immediately followed, and they quickly made their way up the stairs to the third floor.

'Bang! ’

A small bomb was planted on the door of the target's single room, and after it was detonated, amid the flying debris of the wooden planks, Emib rushed into the room with a gun, and shot several shots at the bed of the single room!

If all goes well, the operation should be over.

Emib raised her eyebrows, sensing that something was wrong, and stepped forward to lift the quilt, only to realize that there was a pillow underneath.

"The target escaped!" Emib whispered.

"Chase!"

This is from the other end of the intercom, General Ross's commanding words.

The elite soldiers immediately followed the trail and chased downstairs, and soon found a curly-haired young man, dressed in red and carrying a schoolbag, running to the end of the alley!

As if knowing the consequences of his own anger, the direction of the curly-haired youth's escape happened to be a closed and unmanned factory!

Meanwhile.

Inside the command vehicle, as if he couldn't sit still, Kyle suddenly got up from his seat and reached out to open the door directly.

General Ross looked at him in disbelief, "Mr. Kyle, what are you ......?"

"It's coming out."

Kyle said this calmly, and stepped out of the carriage, his tall body disappearing into the night.