Mexico, a small coastal town.

It's a quintessentially Mexican mountain town, with the exception of a dilapidated dock on a rugged hill surrounded by lush greenery.

The scenery is not bad, but it is a little noisy, the streets are crowded and dirty, and most of the people who live in it are some Hispanic poor dicks.

It's not a good place to visit, and it's not a good place for sightseeing.

It's been a few years since Bruce came here, and he's certainly not here for tourism.

A few years ago, since he was emotional, couldn't control his temper, and rumbled into a top laboratory, he ran away, running far away, followed by a large number of soldiers.

After several tosses, he finally chose to settle here, and this stay is several years.

There is a good thing about this place, people like to use cash, they don't swipe cards, and the city's monitoring network is very inefficient, and there are not a few cameras on the street, which is especially suitable for street rats like him.

He can rest assured that he will make bold waves here, and he will not leave any consumption records anyway.

...... Let those American police officers who want themselves follow behind their butts and eat ashes!

That's exactly what Bruce thought.

After living here for a few years, he thought he knew enough about the place that his vigilance slowly relaxed.

A wanted criminal, letting his guard down is clearly doing something stupid.

Sure enough, something happened a week ago.

At that time, he was working at the Kvass Beverage Factory, but he didn't expect that when he was repairing a controller for his boss for free, he accidentally injured himself and a few drops of blood fell down.

God, here's the bottling line!

It's just too bad.

Bruce was very nervous, he knew his own business, if these few drops of blood fell into the bottle and were sold, it would create several biochemical disasters!

Fortunately, he was alert enough, and with the help of his boss, he immediately pulled down the power switch, stopped the entire assembly line, and finally cleaned up the polar contaminated blood in time.

The alarm was lifted, but for some reason, he was feeling faintly uneasy these days.

Bruce Banner is a doctor, not a god, so he made a bad choice and ignored these subconscious reminders in his mind.

And just like that, a week passed slowly.

It's Saturday, and most factories are on holiday, and Bruce's factory is no exception.

As soon as he got off work in the afternoon, he hurried home, opened the courier he received, cut a mysterious petal inside, extracted the plant serum with an earthen centrifuge, and then couldn't wait to inject the extract into his body.

Next, I began to wait anxiously in torment.

Ten minutes later, the experiment failed.

Frustrated, Bruce broke the bad news to an anonymous netizen who was also the owner of the previous mysterious flower, codenamed 'Mr. Blue'.

Soon, the mysterious master of genetics sent a reply with just a few words: If I want to solve your problem, I must get a blood sample.

(As for the specific question in the conversation between the two, we will skip it for the time being, and almost no one knows anyway)

After several hesitations, Bruce finally agreed to the other party, pumped a tube of blood, and went downstairs to deliver the courier

Registered, paid, and soon returned to the house.

While everyone else was enjoying the nightlife, he completely ignored a certain Latin beauty downstairs who was interesting to him, and slept with his head covered, which was really incomprehensible.

Just as it was getting dark, Bruce heard a dog barking.

"Something is wrong......"

In a daze, the barking of the dog alerted him.

The little black dog downstairs he knew that it was not a vigilant household dog, and it was generally ignored when it saw strangers, and the only ones who could make it roar so wildly could be those strangers who were out of step with the inhabitants of the city, but had a dangerous aura.

"It's not good, American police......! Good guys, chased here......"

Dr. Bruce woke up completely, and hurriedly made a small disguise on the bed, and then made another noise to divert his gaze.

These little tricks finally worked, allowing him to survive the search of a special tactical team.

What followed was a street contest that would kill you.

Then, in a panic, he was blocked in the factory.

It's also unlucky, in the dead of night, Bruce originally thought that the factory was long gone, but he didn't expect that there were a few thorns in it that were picking up capitalist wool and stealing the boss's assets, and he happened to be bumped into by himself hiding here.

It's good now, I was entangled by these problematic characters, there was really a strong enemy in front of me, and there were chasing soldiers in the back, and I couldn't leave.

As a doctor, Bruce Banner was simply beaten up by a few thugs, and he couldn't fight back.

But the consequences of the thugs were very serious, they didn't know what stupid thing they had done, and before they could be happy for a few seconds, they suddenly noticed that the Yankees on the ground suddenly snorted and chirped, and their faces turned blue...... No, it should be a green face.

When people are angry, even this expression is normal, even if it turns green, it can't scare people, the question is...... Nima suddenly transforms into a super fat man, why is this?

Scare people!

Not to mention, in the eyes of ordinary people, tonnage often represents combat effectiveness, and now this Yankee has suddenly changed from more than 100 pounds to more than 1,000 pounds, and the world knows that the other party can't afford to mess with it.

By the time the thugs retreated, it was too late.

Bruce Banner has been completely transformed, from a Svenven Ph.D. to a raging beast that is almost insane!

The power is endless!

Invulnerable!

Hulk Appears: Hulk is angry!

Ten seconds, when the first unlucky thug was kicked to death, the others were running away without a trace.

And the Hulk, who had the last shred of humanity, did not go on a killing spree, but chose to vent his anger on the factory equipment.

For a time, the entire project suffered, countless bottles and cans were shattered, not to mention the entire assembly line, the steel plate was twisted, the crankshaft was broken, the conveyor belt was torn to pieces, and the electric motor was even more completely broken......

At this time, General Ross's special tactical team finally came face to face with the target for the first time.

Observing the strange appearance of the other party up close, Commander Emil Fransky was very shocked in his heart, he didn't even think that the green guy in front of him and his target existed together, and thought that he had encountered some inexplicable monster.

"Sir, we seem to have lost our target, something unexpected happened, there's a monster here. Amir reported.

General Ross, who was thousands of miles away, ordered: "You don't lose it, he is the target." ”

"What!"

Emil was furious, and the general was obviously withholding some key information, which was obviously disrespectful to his own life and the lives of his men, and he asked loudly: "What the hell are we chasing!"

"Execute the order, Captain. The general ordered, apparently without explanation.

Next, the plot development is similar to the original version, the entire special operations team from the beginning of the anesthetic needle tactics, quickly changed to live ammunition shooting, but in the end even the Hulk's skin was not broken, and then the other party hurt a mimi, which completely annoyed the Hulk.

Thundered......

Bang, bang, bang......

Click, click, click......

Hulk!

In less than two minutes, almost all of the special tactical teams that relied on many obstacles received their lunches, only the commander and another subordinate escaped with their lives, and the others had already broken their bones, and they already knew that they could not die again without even looking at them.

The fact that the two commanders were able to escape was not because they had good tactics, it was just that the green monster seemed to have enough fire and suddenly ran away halfway.

Just when Emile Fransky thought that the excitement of the night had passed, the sound of collisions began to sound even more violently outside the factory.

And, if he heard it right...... The green monster seemed to have suffered a little loss at the beginning, and in the anger, it was a little lacking?

The soldier's adventurous genes made him decide to check it out.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, this look almost scared him, the iron-clad military man: "What did I see......? General, shouldn't you explain?"

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