"The stronghold of the Ten Rings has been destroyed! We have captured at least 7 international wanted criminals and are now taking them to the Delta Wing Building."

A clear voice reverberated in Nick Fury’s office. The director reached out and pressed the call button on the phone. With a cigar in his mouth, he whispered slowly while answering:

"Thanks for your hard work, Captain, go back to rest early after you close the team. It is estimated that there will be a lot of these kinds of capture tasks recently."

Hearing Fury's relaxed voice, the person on the other side seemed a little confused. He was silent for a moment, and finally said:

"I heard that there was a battle on the East Side of New York. It was very large."

"That's not something you need to consider, Captain!"

Fury interrupted the other party. After a few seconds, he lowered his voice: "It was a battle between the Hydra, the Ten Commandments, the Devil Gang and the Hanmer Industries who was suspected of falling to the Hydra. But there are no innocents. In fact, the harder they fight, the happier I am, and the energy level of that battle is too high, I can't let you take risks."

"So what you want to say is, I am still too weak, am I not?"

The guy on the opposite side unceremoniously said what Nick Fury meant. He was not unconvinced, but said in a regretful tone:

"I thought you were better than me? It turned out to be the same thing back and forth, saving power and trying to fight back, exactly the same as 70 years ago! But I don’t think this kind of value is an honor, Ferry, if I can only I am willing to save an innocent person!"

"But the problem is, you can't save it!"

Fury also increased his voice: "Captain, you were a symbol of American victory and American freedom in the past, but you and I know that I didn’t value this. It took unimaginable manpower and material resources to fish you out of the Arctic Ocean. Come up, you have an unimaginable importance in our future strategic deployment."

"I don't think that by letting you rush into the battlefield of a group of monsters to save a few ordinary people can show your value. Captain, you are incomplete! Now you lack the weapons you should have, rest assured, you will soon Saw it."

"Why don't I know that I have weapons left elsewhere?"

In the night of New York, a man with a special hat and a circular shield on his back asked in a low voice: "I don't remember that they equipped me with special weapons."

On the other side of the phone, Fury's voice became a little tired. He didn't seem to want to discuss this issue too much:

"Technology is advancing, and the times are developing. Many ideas that could only be outlined on paper in your time have become reality. I can only say that there is another plan that was born with the Super Soldier Project. And 70 years later, the successor of the original plan has made it a reality."

"Patience with your anger and unwillingness, Captain, when you need to sway it out, I hope that will be your sharpest sword. Go back and rest now! This is an order!"

The other end hung up the phone, Fry thought for a while, picked up the phone again, and dialed a number:

"Romanov, where are you?"

"I'm busy! I'm busy!"

The black widow who was in a dark tunnel meeting with a group of soldiers of unknown origin said: "What's the matter? Fury!"

"I need you on a business trip, Bruce Banner and his little girlfriend. I don’t need you to be such good friends with them. I just need you to show our kindness and tell Banner that he is in addition to self-exile. , There is actually another option. This should be a piece of cake for you, right?"

"No problem, get everything ready, I'll be back soon."

The Black Widow knocked the last bastard holding a dagger to the ground with a punch. She straightened her somewhat tangled clothes and said softly:

"To be honest, Fury, I thought you would use a more direct method. Betty is just an ordinary person, isn't it?"

"Because of Coleson's suggestion, I listened to it. I suddenly felt that for these super-powerful guys, maybe a loose alliance is what they need. Okay, don't bother you to rest."

After speaking, Fury returned his gaze to the monitor in front of him. It was a frantic battle that was erupting in the Hanmer Building. Fury was like watching a movie. He reached out and picked up the coffee next to him. With relish.

"boom"

The Hanmer Building, where most of the floors were entangled in scarlet flames, was extremely miserable. The scorching fire rushed to the sky. The area from the 22nd floor to the top was completely destroyed. In the fierce fire, two huge The silhouettes of you are in a frantic fight between you and me.

"boom"

The completely demonized Saibo threw a punch and knocked the rushing Hulk to the ground. The huge bone spurs on his head and back had been forcibly broken, and his body was also full of scars of flesh and blood. Healing quickly, but that kind of pain cannot be faked.

"It hurts so much!"

Saber yelled furiously. He closed his paws, and the dark green magic fire was crazily wrapped around his fist with hard scales. His recurved hoof was lifted up, like a heavy hammer, toward Hulk's chest. Down.

"boom"

Another floor was destroyed, and the two fell to the next floor. Saber turned over and rode on Hulk, clenched his fists, and punched the Hulk in the face. The latter struggled desperately to get It was Saber's faster, heavier and more painful beating, and the solid scales were erected on his fist, like a natural punch. After only a few blows, the Hulk's face was bloody.

But this will not kill him at all, it will only make the beast seem more crazy in anger.

"Roar!"

His arms swelled in a circle again, and those yellow eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes. He stubbornly resisted Saber’s heavy fist attack, reached out and hugged Saber’s waist, and lifted him abruptly into the air. .

"It's not fun at all!"

Saber gritted his teeth and waved his left hand. The black warhammer appeared in his hand. It quickly became the most hideous state. The surface of the hammer was full of spikes. When Hulk threw him out, Saber rolled in the air. In a circle, holding the warhammer in both hands, the heat erupted in the body, and the black heavy hammer was mixed with great strength, and it slammed into Hulk's head.

""

It is said that the sacred warhammer from Ares, the god of war, even showed a U-shaped bend at this moment. It can be seen that the power of this hammer is so powerful that the ground under Hulk’s feet shattered again. He held his head and howled. Shouted and fell into the next floor.

It looked like he was seriously injured, but Cyber ​​would not underestimate the enemy so much. His attention was still highly concentrated, and the voice of the mad warlord Sim's voice sounded amid the cyber noise:

"This guy is getting more and more difficult, not just his fast-improving power, but also his fighting style Cyber, you didn't realize that he is learning your fighting style?!"

"Found!"

Saibo carried the warhammer on his shoulders. In the human state, the warhammer needs to be held with both hands. After being completely demonic, it can be lifted with only one hand. He looked at the dust overflowing below. These things could not stop his sight. , He could clearly see Hulk getting up from the ruins, holding his head and howling, the blow just now made him feel the real pain.

"He is like a newborn baby with powerful strength. His learning ability is super strong. He is imitating me, but if it is only like this, he is not too tricky. What I care about most now is."

Saibo snorted. After being completely demonized, his head had 6 inwardly curved horns, like a crown, but the biggest one had been interrupted by Hulk empty-handed, and he held it in his hand. With his own devil horn, he whispered:

"His power seems to be able to increase infinitely in anger. If so, we won't have the advantage to fight a war of attrition. I have to change the way to calm him down. If this angle is broken, can it grow up?"

He tipped the black devil horn in his hand, and Sim regretfully snorted in his heart:

"If you want to be beautiful, the horns cannot be restored, but in hell, each of those big demons has broken horns. This is a fighting virtue. Believe me, your appearance will make those succubuses in hell Sisters scream! You will become an idol in hell!"

"That's really bad."

Saber shook his head. Hulk roared through the flames from the floor below and rushed towards him, clenching his fists to the extreme. It looked like he was about to smash Saber into pieces in the next moment, and Saber was here. Not only didn't counterattack for a moment, but instead let the demonization completely disappear from him, and in an instant he became an ordinary person.

He ignored Hulk's fist and raised his head, looking at the bloodshot eyes of the Hulk beast, he said softly:

"Come on, Beast, look into my eyes!"

"boom"

When the eyes were facing each other, those dark red eyes with a ring of flame reflected in Hulk’s eyes, and Saibo’s thinking was like a sharp spear, piercing Hulk hardly. Among the intact souls, this new consciousness may someday be able to guard against this kind of soul attack, but at least for now, he is unable to resist Cyber's eyes of confession.

Cyber ​​looked at the chaotic soul background before him. This was the first time he had seen such a peculiar soul configuration.

Hulk’s soul is a chaotic green, as if it is irrational, but in that chaos, there is already a trace of unique rules, which means that Hulk’s consciousness is actually gradually being completed, giving it enough In time, it will eventually become a complete soul.

Adjacent to this green area is a soul radiating warmth. That is Banner's consciousness. The two are tightly bound together in a complex configuration, which looks like one. An abstract painting is like a twin balloon, sharing the same body.

When Hulk was dominating the body, Banner’s soul was suppressed to the corner. Seeing this scene, Cyber ​​knew that Bruce Banner would never want to get rid of Hulk in his life. Look at these two souls, one body. Twins, if one die, the other will die.

Saibo snorted, stretched out his hand and patted hard on the squeezed and very tender soul:

"Banna got up!"

"call"

In the next moment, Bruce Banner, who was forcibly awakened, began to subconsciously fight for control of the body. Cyber ​​could see the Wenrun soul expand rapidly, and began to compete with the chaotic green for territory. When his consciousness returned to the body, Hulk , Or Banner, was already lying on the ground in front of him in pain, experiencing the terrible pain of physical changes.

"Fur"

Cyber ​​took out a crumpled cigarette and held it in his mouth. He patted the ruined clothes, squatted down, stuffed another cigarette into Banner's mouth, and lit him:

"You really have to find a way to strengthen your soul. If you continue to do this, you will be eaten to death by that big guy."

"Ahem"

Banner was breathing heavily. He trembled with his hands and clamped the cigarette beside his mouth. He controlled his breathing. He took a deep breath of smoke. Looking at Cyber, he asked with difficulty:

"What should I do?"

Saibo shrugged:

"Yoga, meditation, and meditation are all ok, of course if you have to ask me to give you a suggestion."

He coughed lightly: "Go to the East and look for Kama Taj. As long as you can get there, your problem will no longer be a problem."

"Eastern? You mean, with the help of occult?"

A hesitation flashed in Banner's eyes. He whispered, "Although it conflicts with my plan, thank you."

At a glance, Saber could see Banner’s distrust of occultism. He stood up, patted the dust on his body, turned and walked out of the flames, wherever he went, the flames spread softly:

"Good luck, friends who believe in science and technology, but I think you will eventually ask for things you have never believed in. Also, your Hulk brother is very good at fighting. Tell him for me this time, I Have fun."