American Manga God

Is live ammunition useful?

Ha ha!

Hulk said, no.

Even the special forces equipped with a full 200 kilograms were thrown out like a broken doll, and even the storage tank of the soda factory was smashed into a dent.

The one-ton old-fashioned machine tool was thrown out and smashed people. It felt as easy and simple as throwing a discus.

"Bang——" That was the destructive power that even the earth trembled for.

The special forces dodged in a jerky manner.

This is not over yet, the next move, Hulk has used a multi-ton cylindrical jar full of soda liquid as a siege vehicle and pushed it hard.

"Ah, ah, ah!" The special forces were also human, and a big man let out a gaffe exclamation.

It's not his fault.

The big iron can was like ploughing the ground, breaking the one-centimeter-thick steel walkway inch by inch, and lifting the iron plate to both sides like tearing a piece of paper.

A special soldier couldn't dodge in time, slammed into the side, rolled out, and fell on the soda bottle on the lower floor. The broken glass immediately tied his palm into a sieve.

Emil still deserved the name of ae in the haste. The flames of his submachine gun barely stopped, interweaving a golden circle of scattered light, but this was meaningless. The 9mm submachine gun bullet hit Hulk, and it was completely Do not break defense.

"Damn, I need at least an anti-equipment sniper rifle." In the curse, Emil was affected by a machine tool thrown over. In the muffled sound, the steel passage under his feet collapsed, which made him reluctantly follow the passage and fall into the machinery below.

There was a feeling of chaos everywhere, and no one of the special forces could stand up anymore. Except for Emil, who was still fighting, every special soldier looked up in the ruins and looked at the huge hole with a diameter of four meters on the wall in front of him in astonishment.

At that moment in most people's hearts, there was a faint sense of powerless fear.

"This is not an enemy that humans can deal with!" Some special forces chanted.

No one noticed that in the corner of the ruins, a golden circle of sparks appeared, and a hand reached in and took a package dropped by Bruce Banner.

"Roar—" A terrifying roar echoed in the forest near the slum.

This night, almost no one dared to go out casually.

The next day, Bruce found himself lying on the edge of a forest mountain stream. His clothes had long since burst into pieces, and he was naked.

His pants...

Although he himself knew what kind of virtue he would have after his transformation, he bought a pair of super fat pants with an 80-inch waist in advance and tied them with a belt, but no matter how good the quality pants are, they can't stand the Hulk's toss!

Think about it, before the transformation, Bruce was 1.75 meters tall and weighed 58 kilograms.

After the transformation, the limit state is 2 meters 4 and the weight is 65 kilograms.

This kind of unscientific getting bigger and heavier, what pants can't hold up.

Looking at his torn trousers that looked like rags, Bruce felt so sad and desperate. In order not to hurt others, he almost completely gave up his dignity, but this kind of sequelae like walking a bird made him feel like a big pervert.

"Ugh..." This is not the first time.

Bruce could only carry the pants that seemed to have been damaged by the p-trading, and desperately searched for a way out in the forest.

After finally finding a forest road, when he saw the first car coming, he held out his right thumb with little hope, a gesture of asking for a ride.

When he saw the door glass come down, the expression on his face froze.

"May Strange?"

Driving a brand-new Land Rover off-road vehicle, May Day with sunglasses looks like he's on an outing: "Sorry, Mr. Banner, for your own good, I put a small tracker on your pants."

"..." Bruce was a little speechless.

As a person with a very high IQ, if Mei Mumu said that he was a coincidence, Bruce would not believe it.

The other party seemed to be convinced of him, and he was so clever that he left a tracker on the only pants he had a chance to keep, which made him tangled.

Mei Dashan broke Bruce's defense in one sentence: "Okay, Mr. Banner, are you going to just wait for the next car that doesn't know when to come on this highway? Or get on me? take a break? Actually, I don't mind waiting here with you."

The next car?

nonexistent!

Mei Liangxin had already asked Yelena to arrange her men at both ends of the road. There will be no second car passing by for 20 kilometers before and after this small dirt road.

The question has been turned over in my mind a thousand times, but there is still no sense of shame that makes Bruce Banner give in. He silently reached for the passenger's door.

"Go to the back. I prepared a change of clothes for you in the middle of the carriage."

Bruce was stunned for a while, but he still opened the middle door.

The other party's complete preparation almost made Bruce wonder if he had reached heaven.

This Land Rover has obviously been modified, and the middle and rear parts have been opened up, leaving only a comfortable reclining chair. There is a glass partition between the driver's seat and the middle of the car, and a curtain is also thoughtfully installed.

There are hot wet towels and two dry towels on the shelf next to them.

In a transparent wardrobe, there are more than ten styles of clothing.

Bruce wiped his body and found that the clothes were tailor-made and fit perfectly.

After finishing, Bruce thought for a while before pulling the curtain and saying, "Mr. Strange, what are you going to do with me?"

Mei Mumu shrugged: "No~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I don't plan to do anything to you. There will be no blood draws, no research, and in fact, I will not do anything to you without your consent. Go and I can drop you in the next town. I know you won't believe me when I say that. But that's what I'll do."

"..."

Taking a deep breath, Bruce stared firmly at Mei Mumu's profile.

"God didn't care for me. You are not a saint either. Can you tell me why? Even if the next thing that comes out of your mouth is a lie, I want an answer!"

Someone Mei pouted: "Although the ultimate goal is to defend the earth, personally, I like your combat power. If... I mean if... you can't recover, then someone in the future will One day, I will need you to fight for me. Of course, the opponent will be a very difficult evil alien."

Bruce's pupils shrank in an instant, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly: "Alien?"

Someone Mei sighed: "Do you believe in magic in this world?"

Bruce shook his head.

The next second, the seven-color elements converged on Meimumu's right hand extending out of the car window, and then poured out.

Dozens of big trees hugged by the two of them screamed and groaned in the elemental storm, and the destruction began to spread farther away with the accumulation of elemental bombs.

The wood seemed to be swept by the cannon, and a large circular gap appeared, and it collapsed.