As an elite soldier, Bronsky is a man with a lot of ideas, and he thinks that a real man is to be big and fierce!

It's like the Hulk, when stimulated, it gets bigger, and when it gets hit, it gets bigger.

Bronsky longs for the Hulk, and the best way to worship something is to study it and become it.

That's what he did.

"Let's talk about it first, this is an imperfect serum, and if something goes wrong......," said a thin scientist cautiously.

"Enough, I know what I'm doing, if I rub it any longer, I'll kill you!"

Bronski said impatiently, "Keep injecting me, I'm going to be stronger than the Hulk!" ”

Hearing this, Mr. Lan couldn't help but shake his head secretly, and became stronger than Hulk by injecting the serum extracted from Hulk's blood? Listen, is this talking about human language? There is no such thing.

Even hybridization experiments require many generations of manual screening.

But Bronsky didn't care about that, the GI was already crazy, and Mr. Blue was happy to inject the serum into Bronsky's body.

As a netizen of Dr. Banner, he has conducted various experiments on Banner, and he has the blood of the Hulk in his hands, and now he is using Bronsky to verify his results.

"Hulk is much more powerful than I expected, and my intelligence level is simply not enough for me to perfectly tap the power in Hulk's blood, which is troublesome......"

Mr. Lan also has his own concerns, and he plans to run away immediately after the injection is completed.

"If you still have a clear head, you can come to me again, maybe we have the next chance to work together."

Mr. Lan said this, he thought that there was no next time for Bronsky, Bronsky just couldn't carry the power of serum, and the best result was a genetic mutation, and then he was arrested, stuffed into prison and tested to death by the official.

Roar!

Sure enough, Bronski began to transform, his size swelling through the ceiling, his skin becoming lizard-like, and sharp bone spurs growing from his back.

"Power, that's power!"

Bronski was so excited that his face was distorted as he felt the power in his body.

With it, the anger that accompanied this force, mixed with Bronsky's own thoughts, condensed into a new emotion - hatred.

Bronski named himself "Abomination", which was the name he gave to regain the self-esteem he had lost from Hulk, and the name he gave to kill Hulk to prove that he was the strongest.

"Abomination, I don't think you have a chance to get revenge on the Hulk, because I'm here."

Several aliens broke through the window, moving sensitively, quickly shuttling through walls and the ground, enveloping the abomination.

Mr. Lan shuddered, withdrawing his gaze from the abomination, looking at the creatures of unknown origin in amazement.

As a biologist, he knew at a glance that these unheard things might not be natural creatures – at least not the natural creatures of the earth. Because no natural creature on earth has an exoskeleton-like body structure, let alone looks like this...... Science fiction.

At a glance, Mr. Lan was deeply attracted to this creature, and even the speed of escape slowed down.

When a messenger alien lay not far from him, "staring" at him with an eyeless head, he couldn't walk even more, so he could only stick carefully against the wall, moving slowly, trying to stay away from the mad abomination.

"Did Ross send you? It's ridiculous, he used to be my general and constrained me with ridiculous rules, and now it's my turn to manage him! I'm stronger than him! "The head of abomination is filled with all kinds of violent thoughts.

"You're better than him? That's good, if I'm better than you, it makes sense to take everything from you. ”

Dewar said this, a pair of eyes scraping like knives against the burly abomination.

Honestly, Abomination is ugly, at least much uglier than the Hulk, but Dewar doesn't dislike this.

"What kind of eyes are you?"

"Appreciative eyes, in my eyes, when you transform into another form, you will be very beautiful." Dewar did not shy away from his praise and affection.

Disgusted, he felt that this little little bit was crazy, so he raised his foot and stepped on it.

Beauty? Ugly? He had just felt that his brain seemed to be a little crazy, and he couldn't control himself, but now it seemed that this stranger had already gone crazy.

A sinister smile lay across the corners of his mouth, a mouth full of fangs pouring out, and he hated the touch of a foot full of flesh.

Bang!

The man didn't step on it, but only smashed the floor and stepped out of a deep pit.

"I don't have the strength to beat people, but I'm embarrassed to say that I want to hit the Hulk?"

Dewar stepped back at a speed far beyond normal and gestured, and soon, more aliens appeared around them, surrounding the abomination and attacking in unison.

Aliens, which are generally no more than three meters tall, are undoubtedly too petite compared to the abomination of four-meter-tall muscles, but there are more of them!

Eleven aliens attacked layer by layer, and the strongest blood alien rushed to the front, flicking its tail and stabbing at the eyes of abomination.

"Jokes, just use these things against me?"

Abomination was also the first time he had seen an alien, but he was not afraid at all, laughing wildly and reaching out his hand, grabbing an alien that was a beat slower, with a cruel smile on his face, and squeezing his hands fiercely.

Syllable!

But unfortunately, instead of seeing a patch of red, it was a patch of green.

That's right, Hulk's green, but this green blood is an incomparably terrifying strong acid, just contaminated with the palm of the abomination, it makes the abomination let out an earth-shattering wail!

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!

In the face of this kind of blood that can instantly corrode the superalloy, Rao is abomination skin can resist the explosion of rocket artillery, and it can't bear it!

Zizi!

The skin burned through and the flesh faded, revealing the bones and, worse, the bones were breaking.

Fortunately, Abomination has a strong ability to heal itself, and with a roar of rage, the injury began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But with the help of this precious gap, more aliens pounced.

There are also several messenger aliens, climbing quickly on the walls, looking for an opportunity to spit out strong acid, leaving large scars on the abomination's body.

Abomination roared again and again, with his size, all the aliens that were caught by him, missing arms and legs were good, and the blood aliens were a little better, and the physical strength was higher, so he could carry it.

"What the hell is this?"

Abomination kills three aliens in a row, and is also extremely troubled by the siege of these aliens.

The cooperation of the alien is really good, when he is about to catch an alien, the other aliens can always seize the opportunity to attack, forcing him to change the target, of course, it is okay not to change the target, it will have to fight the price of injury.

Abomination grabbed another xenomorph, but at no small cost, and a blood xenomorph rushed up, opened its mouth, and spat out its inner nest teeth.

The tongue-like inner nest teeth stretched out faster than a bullet, and the top teeth bit into the eyes of abomination, and then tugged hard, splattering a field of blood.

Abomination let out a howl of pain, and the successful blood xenomorph tore at his flesh, quickly recovering his strength and injuries by drawing his blood.

"It's now, you can hold your face." Dewar wandered around the outermost safety, always looking for an opportunity, and the moment finally came.

That's right, the reason why he accepted Blade's private invitation to venture into this operation was for the sake of the moment.