Blood, blood all along the way.

Each staircase was filled with countless blood, which converged into a stream like a babbling river slowly flowing downward.

And at the source of this river of blood was a thin and weak Bronsky, with terrible dents on his chest, and he walked staggering and limping.

Just climbing the stairs of the cell biology laboratory building had already exhausted all his strength, and the weakness of massive blood loss made his face extremely pale.

The already thin body matched this miserable appearance at this time, like an old man lying on a hospital bed and about to reach the end of his life.

But there was still a god in his eyes, no, there was no god enough to describe these eyes, they were eyes that shone with flames, fanatical, longing, unwilling, and ...... Madness.

"Why ......?"

Bronsky, who had just stepped up the last staircase, gasped heavily, and after a long time continued to walk tremblingly inside.

"Bronsky, why did you get here!"

"Hurry up, send Bronsky to treatment!"

In the laboratory on the second floor, several special combat team members were still guarding Simon Stern who was pressed into a chair, when they suddenly saw Bronsky walking tremblingly, and immediately exclaimed, and two of them hurriedly ran over to support Bronsky.

"No, I don't need treatment."

Bronsky's voice was low and dry, like a traveler who had not entered the desert for a long time, and muttered hoarsely: "What I need is ...... Strength. ”

In the end, Bronsky's voice suddenly raised, and at the same time, he burst out, and the pistol in his paralyzed right hand, which everyone subconsciously ignored, instantly raised and pulled the trigger, preemptively killing several special operators guarding Symuel Stern not far away.

"Bronsky, what are you doing!"

The two special combat team members who were supporting Bronsky saw this shocking scene, and they didn't fully react for a while, but just subconsciously shouted in anger.

It's a pity that Bronski won't reply at this time, let alone wait for them to react.

After killing the special combat team member around Semuel Stern, he directly let go of the firearm in his hand, and his left hand, which was already being held on the shoulder of a special combat member, was violently retracted, and his neck was directly broken.

The other special operator finally reacted at this point, but it was too late, Bronsky's right arm, which had been beaten by the Hulk, was a little deformed and bent by the Hulk, and after releasing the pistol, the elbow had bent up, and the elbow was slammed into his heart.

Although he had been beaten to the brink by the Hulk to the brink of death, Bronsky was a modified human who had undergone two super-soldier serum enhancements, and even the small amount of power that he forcibly squeezed out was not something that ordinary humans could withstand.

With this elbow blow, the Thunderbolt King suit on the special combat member's body and his entire chest were dented, and the viscous blood still soaked out through the layers of fibers, and I am afraid that the entire heart burst under this heavy blow.

Bronsky ignored this, shook off the body of the special operator with bulging eyes, picked up the pistol that fell to the ground again, and let out a few heavy gasps before trembling towards the panicked Semuel Stern, who was still sitting on the chair.

"What are you going to do?"

Watching Bronsky, who was crumbling and covered in badly wounded injuries, walked towards him and slowly aimed his pistol at his forehead, Semeil Stern slowly leaned back away from the muzzle of the gun and raised his hands at the same time.

"I want you to inject what you took from Banner into me."

The flames in Bronsky's eyes burned almost to the extreme.

"But you seem to have injected something......

Hearing Bronsky's request, the scientist of Symuel Stern seemed to have awakened and was no longer so afraid, and even slowly stood up in his chair, looking at Bronsky with some eagerness.

Bronski interrupted him frantically and nervously, "I want more, you see him turn into the Hulk, right?" That kind of power...... That kind of power ......"

"It's like a god, it's so beautiful."

Symuel Stern acted as the perfect compliment, and the exclamation was just what Bronski wanted to say.

"I'm going to be like that, you, you're going to make me like that."

Bronsky's hand holding the gun trembled slightly, as if he was about to pull the trigger at any moment.

"I don't know what's inside you, mixed together can become a big scourge."

Symuel Stern's gaze kept wandering between the muzzle of the gun and Bronsky's face, and after seeing that Bronsky had already made a move to pull the trigger, he hurriedly changed his words: "No, I didn't say I didn't want to, it's just that I need to ask for your permission." ”

"Hurry up, then."

Bronski held his gun and forced Semuel Stearns to the operating table for human experiments, lay down on himself, and then shook his pistol and motioned for him to hurry up.

At this time, Semuel Stern, who was possessed by the soul of death, actually didn't need any persecution, and quickly took out a giant glass tube the thickness of a forearm and placed it on top of a device, and the glass tube contained the blood of the Hulk he cloned.

Crude blood injection, gamma rays, and a little bit of a wonderful coincidence, and a fortuitous and inevitable terrifying giant was born at once.

As soon as the Hulk's blood was injected, with the irradiation of gamma rays, Bronsky's skin instantly turned light green, and his body expanded rapidly as if it was inflated, and bone spurs grew directly through the skin from his spine and other parts.

"God......

Semuel Stern was also frightened by this scene, and hurriedly began to turn off various instruments, and said in a panic while turning them off: "This is what I want to explain to you, I don't know what you injected before......"

Sting, stinging!

The giant in Bronski's form struggled to his feet, his pants and shoes were all blown up, and his tall size frightened him so much that he sat on the ground with his legs limp and his body retreated until he retreated into the corner.

Boom!

Bronski shook his hand with a sneer, swept Saimuel Stern straight away, and then turned around and walked out of the laboratory without stopping.

……

Tick ~ tick ~ On the test bench, a test tube containing the blood of the Hulk cracked, and the blood dripped down the smooth wall of the glass tube, dripping right onto the forehead of Symeil Stern who had fallen to the ground after being swept away, and seeped into it along the wound that had been hit on his forehead.

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No 200 No Charge:

I know that this chapter has to be scolded again, but this chapter must be written in order to portray the characters and take care of some readers who have not seen the movie.

I also know that this is actually thankless, and I have worked hard to figure out how to dig holes to conceive the plot and portray the characters, and grind 2,000 words for hours, but in the end, the results cannot be compared to those books that are simple and refreshing and fast, in exchange for just complaining that the update is too slow and too watery.

Water or brainless, I can speed seven or eight thousand per hour without brains, but this is not what I want, and I believe it is not what you want to read, I really want to write this book to the limit of my level.