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"What's wrong?"

Seeing Colin staring at the thick fog in front of him in silence.

Smith couldn't help but look in the direction he was looking, but all he saw was a gray scene.

"Nothing."

He shook his head and retracted his gaze.

Colin didn't intend to dwell on the issue of the figure. The other party might just be an ordinary citizen who happened to appear in the thick fog.

He explained to himself silently in his heart.

Colin restrained his thoughts, then stretched out his hand at an angle that the camera couldn't capture, and made an ending gesture to Smith.

Their broadcast was an interrupted news of an emergency, and they contacted the host in the studio to report it in a live broadcast.

At present, since it is impossible to shoot more useful pictures, there is no need to continue to occupy the time in the studio.

Following Colin's gesture, Smith cooperated to move the camera upwards.

"In the next period of time, we will retreat to a safe place as much as possible, and continue to pay attention to the situation at the scene, and inform the studio as soon as we get the details. The above is the latest news brought to you by Colin Luper, a reporter from the Daily Bugle, at the explosion site..."

Bang!

At the scene, before Colin finished his closing remarks, he returned the camera to the host in the studio.

In mid-air, a huge figure appeared, piercing the air and hitting heavily not far from the two.

"What happened, Colin, Colin, can you hear my voice?"

In the studio, the host asked anxiously.

Colin, who was at the scene, had no time to take care of these problems. He tensed his nerves and looked in the direction of the impact.

The violent impact formed a series of spider-web-like cracks that spread out. Such a violent impact would be fatal to anyone. However, the figure at the center of the impact did not seem to die because of it, but began to struggle violently.

Ho, ho, ho!

The huge panting became more and more rapid as the figure struggled.

Because of the distance, Colin and the others could not see the figure clearly. They could only vaguely see through the reflection of the thick fog that this was a huge monster far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

"Could it be Hulk?"

Looking at the huge figure in the thick fog, the first thing that came to Colin's mind was the Hulk.

But as the figure struggled and roared, and the vague outline gradually revealed in the fog told him that the other party was definitely not Hulk.

Unlike the Hulk in Colin's impression, although the monster in the fog had the same huge body, more than three meters in size, the overall skin color showed a bright red flesh color, and the whole body was filled with various twisted and deformed muscles, intertwined and entangled with each other, giving people a sense of powerful power.

Bang!

In the fog, the monster waved its thick arms, making a huge sound of breaking through the air and hitting the ground heavily.

Boom!

The violent knock formed a huge depression on the ground, and a large amount of gravel splashed everywhere.

Looking at the scattered gravel, Colin quickly stretched out his hand to block the splashing stones.

The splashing stones fell on the back of his hand, causing a stinging pain like a needle, and the cameraman Smith beside him cried out in pain.

In the thick fog, although the monster's actions caused serious damage, they also cut through the thick fog around it, allowing Colin and others to see its appearance more clearly. On the muscular body appeared a relatively normal head with thick brown hair and bloodshot eyes.

On its chest, a charred wound deep enough to see the bone can be seen, which was wrapped by the wriggling muscles and healed quickly.

Obviously, this monster not only has powerful strength but also has an excellent regenerative ability.

So, this is really not the Hulk? Or, this is actually the Hulk, but it is not the version of the Hulk I remember?

Witnessing the hideous posture of the monster, Colin's heartbeat paused.

He even began to wonder if he would survive if he was hit by the opponent's arm, which was thicker than a human.

"This is not the place you should come to..."

At this critical moment, a slightly hoarse voice sounded.

Then, a hot red-haired girl appeared behind Colin and others, holding their shoulders and looking at the monster in the fog.

"It's the Black Widow of the Thunderbolt Team - Natasha!"

Smith couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw the girl behind him.

Black Widow? Natasha!

Hearing the words of the cameraman, the expression on Colin's face changed slightly.

He looked at Natasha, who accepted the gaze calmly.

She had a signature red hair, a black tight uniform with leather boots of the same color, and a slightly upturned mouth. She didn't seem to be bothered by the scene in front of her. The Black Widow in front of her gave people a feeling that everything was under control.

It was exactly the same as the Black Widow in Colin's impression.

[Contact the distorted time node, collect a small amount of time fragments x 3]

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At the same time, faint words flashed before Colin's eyes.

But it reminded him that Natasha also had a [distorted time node].

"So, you are reporters?"

Sweeping the camera in Smith's hand, Natasha asked Colin and the other two.

"We are employees of the Daily Bugle. He is the reporter on the scene, Colin, and I am Smith who is responsible for filming."

Before Colin could speak, Smith on the side answered first.

Looking sideways at the excited cameraman next to him, Colin understood why the other party was so cooperative when filming just now. The feeling was purposeful.

"Sorry." Natasha shook her head.

"According to the provisions of the registered hero confidentiality agreement, the next scene may not be suitable for further filming."

"No problem, we fully cooperate with the Thunder Agents' actions."

Hearing Natasha's words, Smith put down the camera in his hand without thinking, and promised with a solemn face.

I didn't expect you to be like this Smith. He has been working with the cameraman for some time, and this is the first time he has seen him like this.

When Dexter Bennett, the new owner of the Daily Bugle, acquired the newspaper, he didn't see you cooperate so much.

Witnessing the entire conversation between Bearded Smith and Natasha, Colin couldn't help but shake his head, with a somewhat speechless look on his face.

Give up, Smith, you can't control it.