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The sunset in the sky of the African savannah is extraordinarily huge, red, and it is very unwilling to fall down little by little, desperately swaying the residual heat, Tony. Stark was half-sitting and half-lying on a folding dark green canvas chair in the field, a string of saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth, his right hand drooped, his five fingers loosened weakly, and with a bang, the 250ml Jack Daniel's whiskey bottle fell on the gravel floor, and a small half of the remaining orange-red liquor poured out of the bottle, and the grit greedily sucked it clean.

At his feet, there lay four empty bottles, large and small, of different brands, all of which were whiskey. Ten meters away, there is a cave, in the shadow that the remnant sun can't shine, the steel armor stands silently, the appearance of red and gold, as if it has been smeared with gunsmoke, very dirty, a few torn cracks, like an open mouth, ready to eat the steel armor alive at any time.

There was only a small corner of the remnant sun left, and the light in the distance flashed, and the steel armor suddenly came to life, took a few steps, rudely grabbed Tony who was sleeping soundly, and threw him into the air, and at the same time broke into pieces, and wrapped Tony in the air. Stark, rising into the air, flew in the direction of the sun's sinking.

After a while, another eighth-generation steel armor caught up, one after the other, flying alone towards an unknown destination. In the distant sky, a few black dots quickly grew larger, falling into the cave where Tony was sleeping just now, bursting into a sea of fire, low mounds, caves to live in, dark green folding canvas chairs in the wild that they didn't have time to take away, and empty whiskey bottles, which were reduced to nothing in the violent explosion and fire.

"Damn it!" In the middle of the moon, Du Tiange muttered in the Black Flame Battle Armor.

In a mess in front of him, not even a piece of valuable residue was left for him, and those damn hydras turned into the main S.H.I.E.L.D., and grandly replaced the "Avengers" with the "Divine Hammer", giving themselves the official cloak of legitimacy.

The situation in the world of revenge was much worse than he expected.

Dutiango witnessed the collapse of the Avengers, Captain Rogers and Hawkeye were locked up in the ice prison, and now, Black Widow, Scarlet Witch, and Quicksilver have been captured by the Hydra-controlled S.H.I.E.L.D. and Hammer and thrown into the ice prison where terrorists are held, and the Hulk is nowhere to be found.

The Federal Republic of America, the Europa Alliance, and the entire Western world have shown an unprecedented calm and security, with only a few bits and pieces of crime, no organized terrorist attacks, and the people, guided by public opinion, intentionally or unintentionally, attributed them to S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Hammer that were reborn from the ashes, and did not hesitate to praise and public opinion, leaving their true guardians, the Avengers, mercilessly behind, and stepping on a few feet.

They don't even realize that the terrorists have put on the cloak of legitimacy, and of course they will not launch any more terrorist attacks, and when power and weapons are in the hands of the scepter of the Hydra, they will find that the Hydra has brought them nothing but darkness and terror, and then, it will be too late.

As for now, it's just a drop of poisonous honey that Hydra has given to the brainless people.

Du Tiange is sure that this critical time node has come, the presidential election of the Federal Republic of America will come to an end in a month, and it is almost certain that the incumbent President O'Nealba, who is seeking re-election, will lose the election in disgrace, withstanding the pressure to expose the behind-the-scenes hero of S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Avengers. General Ross and the pressure is great. Senator Pierce will become the 49th president of the Federal Republic of America in the White Mansion.

What kind of terror would it be when the most powerful state apparatus on the planet was in the hands of terrorists?

Du Tiange shuddered, of course, not for himself, but for the billions of people living in this vengeful world, he couldn't fight and could shuttle back to the main world.

After three months of grinding on the seabed, he succeeded, the large heat flow circulation channel that penetrated the top of the head and tail vertebrae, and the heat flow circulation channel of the head, ****, abdomen and limbs, were coherently connected, and the benefit was a leap in strength, breaking through 5 There is no doubt that wearing the Black Flame Battle Armor, the overall strength has steadily reached the level of 6+.

He believes that no one here can stop him, and his layout plan in the main world, the biochemical world, and the end world has been in full swing, and the resources of these three worlds can be combined with the hydra who controls the Federal Republic of America.

Even though there was a ruin in front of him, Du Tiange still used various means to search carefully, until he was sure that there was no valuable discovery, he stopped stupidly, looked up at the bright moon and starry sky, and suddenly, the black flame armor turned into a black lightning, suddenly rose into the sky, and slashed away at the highest speed.

Deep in the jungles of South America, Bruce. Banner woke up from his sleep and couldn't sleep again, his heart throbbing, and the huge power contained in the green giant hidden in his body seemed to be ready to burst out at any moment.

It was the darkest hour before dawn, and there was a dead silence in the jungle. Banner stood in front of the humble shack, looking up at the starry sky hidden by the thick shade of the trees, and saw nothing but darkness. Suddenly, he turned his head to look northwest, and for a moment, he pulled his legs out and ran into the jungle shrouded in darkness.

He calmly controlled the whirlwind in his heart, and did not transform, this was his home field, a dense jungle, and it seemed that there was no road at all, but he seemed to have a pair of eyes that could see through the darkness, running left and right, jumping up and down, and very quickly away from the humble shack where he lived. With a loud bang, the shack turned into a ball of fire, reflecting his face when he turned his head to look over, and he was still not angry.

He will not transform into the Hulk unless he is forced to do so, although his combat power is amazing, but for escaping the pursuit, it is still more effective in this body.

The sky was getting brighter, and the jungle came to life all of a sudden, and after more than an hour of absconding, Bruce. Banner still couldn't escape the net of the hammer, and overhead, the roar of the helicopter engine was far and near, and no matter which way he fled, there were enemies.

Bruce. Banner simply leaned against a large tree that could only be hugged by several people, gasping for breath, he had once again fallen into the net of the Hammer's pursuit, and now, it was time for the Hulk to appear.

Da-da-da-da!

The 12.7mm machine gun shells accurately cut through the dense jungle and landed on the large trees leaning against them. Banner's keen sense made him jump forward one step ahead, and in the angry roar, his body swelled, and the well-fitting civilian clothes were like papier-mâché, turning into pieces, leaving only a few pieces, still hanging on the huge green body.

Roar!

The Hulk clasped his hands and roared in the sky.

It's time to close the net.

It's not that the fish die!

It's a broken net! (To be continued.) )