Superman's Journey to a Thousand Worlds

Jingle bell bell~

As soon as Ross finished speaking, an out-of-place bell rang in the cabin.

Ross was silent for a while, and under the adjutant's complicated eyes, he took out the phone from his pocket and pressed the answer button: "Hello."

"I heard you're in some trouble." A voice came from the other end of the phone that Ross hated, and his face suddenly turned ugly.

"It's none of your business!" Ross looked at the street below, confirming that Lincoln was torturing Hulk and Abomination with one hand before continuing: "I can handle it."

"Are you sure you can solve it?" Fury, who had obtained street surveillance authority at Trident Headquarters, looked at the surveillance screen quietly: "Rather than someone else helping you solve it."

"Shut up, Nick Fury!" Ross snorted coldly: "No matter what you are thinking, as long as this incident can be solved smoothly, I will not give you the opportunity to let your claws reach into my department.

Coming!"

"Really?" Fury looked at the list of agents in Ross's super soldier research department, and said after a moment of silence: "How do you know that I have not completed the penetration of your department?"

"What do you mean?" Rose's expression changed, but before he could ask clearly, Fury hung up the phone directly, lay on the chair and whistled.

"Fuck you!" Ross was furious as he saw the phone being hung up. He was disgusted by Fury's words.

As soon as Fury said this, he would check himself, and he might not be able to find anything; but if he didn't check, he would probably be dreaming at night thinking about how many people had been infiltrated in his department.

Inexplicably, he thought of other people's comments about Fury - not only does this bitch have black skin, but he also has a black heart!

After hanging up the phone, Fury looked at the surveillance screen in silence for a while, then called Coulson in and pointed to Lincoln on the screen: "I want his file information, all of it."

"Okay, Director." Coulson nodded, turned and left, leaving Fury alone looking at the screen in deep thought.

...

Broadway Street.

The battle between Lincoln and Hulk Abomination is still going on, but in everyone's eyes, this can no longer be regarded as a real battle.

"Kill you, kill you!"

The fact that he was crushed by Lincoln's strength time and time again made Abomination furious. He roared crazily and launched attacks against Lincoln again and again.

boom!

There was another physical collision that was enough to overturn everything around him, but this time, Abomination did not fly backwards, and Lincoln caught him.

Clamping Abomination's arm with both hands, Lincoln slowly floated up to the heights. The biological force field materialized and sent out layers of ripples from his arms, pressing heavily on Abomination's body like a 10,000-ton hydraulic press.

Lincoln looked down at Abomination from above, energy gathered in his body, and red beams of light surged out of his eyes.

The high-temperature rays of thousands of degrees hit the body of Abomination as if it had a real form. The ground under his feet was cracked, and his body continued to sink.

The skin defenses that were strong enough to withstand rocket launchers were torn apart in an instant under this high temperature, the muscles were burned, the blood was evaporated, and the heartbreaking pain stimulated the spirit and body of hatred: "No!"

His wails echoed through the sky, and anyone could hear the pain in them.

The scorching heat made Hatred unbearable. He struggled hard to escape, but Lincoln's hands held him firmly. Even if his muscle knots swelled to a certain point, he could not break free from Lincoln's restraints.

"Hulk! Attack!"

Just as the power of hatred and resistance continued to weaken, a roaring sound rang from not far away, and then in Betty's worried eyes, the angry Hulk rushed towards Lincoln.

"court death!"

Lincoln heard Hulk's roar clearly. He punched Abomination hard on the head and hammered him into the ground. Then he slightly raised his eyes to look at Hulk, his eyes were red, and his heat vision hit Hulk in an instant.

On the body.

With a bang, the powerful impact sent Hulk flying backwards again, and the high temperature violently burned his skin. This irresistible pain made Hulk, who had only known rage since his birth, feel fear for the first time.

Lincoln stood at his feet, watching the Hulk share a lot of damage, hating the laxity in the pupils sunken under his skull and refocusing.

Lincoln looked up at the red-eyed man in the sky, his hateful eyes full of fear and awe. He even couldn't help but suppress his breathing, and he rolled and crawled in an attempt to escape far away.

One meter, three meters, five meters, ten meters...

He climbed farther and farther out, and there was even a hint of joy in his eyes, until he felt a hand grasping the raised bone spurs on his body: "Where are you going?"

"No!"

In an instant, he was filled with hatred as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body was filled with coldness. He didn't care to look back, and he stepped heavily on his feet to flee far away, but then the power in his palm made it impossible for him to move at all.

Click!

The sudden sound of bones breaking rang in his ears, and then a heartbreaking pain hit him. He fell to his knees in disgust, but Lincoln's movements in his hands did not stop at all.

Breaking the bone spurs at his elbows and pulling out the protrusions on his spine, Lincoln performed the bloodiest movements with clean and neat movements.

The sound of wailing, breaking, and tearing of flesh and blood echoed together, and the yellow-green blood flowing across Broadway turned into a pool of blood on the ground.

By the time Lincoln stopped, the hatred that was so alive a few minutes ago had crawled to the ground, as fragile as a hedgehog with its thorns plucked out.

Pain and despair eroded the spirit of hatred. Even if Lincoln's figure moved away from where Hulk was, he would just quietly lie on the ground, not daring to move.

"Next, it's your turn."

"Hulk! Unyielding..."

boom!

"Unyielding?" Lincoln looked at Hulk with a cold expression and turned his wrist: "There is nothing in my hand that can be unyielding. If there is, then I will break all your bones!"

As he spoke, he moved, grabbed Hulk's arm with both hands and twisted it behind him, then raised his feet, aimed at Hulk's broad spine, and stepped down suddenly!

Click!

There was a sour cracking sound, and with just one kick, Hulk's spine was broken by Lincoln, and then his arms, legs, and even his skull were stomped so hard that they were filled with cracks and depressions.

Superman's violence has been manifested most purely in Lincoln, and the Hulk, whose bones have been broken, is the best proof.

Lincoln wasn't worried about the death of the Abomination or the Hulk. These two things were the products of gamma ray irradiation. They were very hard-hitting and could survive with just a few fractures, so that was no problem.

Piling two mud-like things together, in this street, if Lincoln did not speak, no one would dare to speak out.