Now, more than a hundred days have passed since he last transformed into the Hulk!
But for some reason, during this period of time, the Hulk, who had always been quiet, became increasingly restless and began to consciously break free from his restraints and go somewhere in the west.
The West is the United States.
His hometown is where his beloved ones are, a place he misses but cannot get close to.
However, in the past two days, the curly-haired young man had felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart, as if there was something in the United States that was attracting the Hulk, and his anger had approached the critical point of transformation many times.
"No matter what, I will not let you out, and I will not let you return to New York, USA!"
The curly-haired young man took a deep breath, calmed himself down, wiped the sweat off his body with a towel, and continued to practice Indian yoga to adjust his mood.
The heart has the Tigers, fine sniffing the rose.
Whoever dares to mess with me will be destroyed!
…
Over the vast ocean, on a giant American transport fighter flying towards Brazil.
Inside the cabin, the armed soldiers who were ready sat silently in rows of seats. The combat classification was changed to reconnaissance and logistics. Although the danger of the mission was greatly reduced, it also caused slight dissatisfaction among these elite soldiers.
Of course, if they knew what kind of enemy they were about to face, they probably wouldn't think so.
The armed soldiers raised their heads from time to time and cast their idol-like gazes towards one place, where, accompanied by General Ross, there was a silver-haired young man sitting upright with his eyes closed.
Kyle's handsome face was expressionless, but his mood was far from as calm as it looked. The closer the fighter plane got to its destination in Brazil, the more he wanted to fight, like a burning fire, burning brighter and brighter!
There can't be two tigers in one mountain.
If the earth is likened to that mountain, the only creatures in the world who can act as tigers by relying on their physique are Kyle and the Hulk!
Kyle's desire to win has never been so strong as it is at this moment. After he drew the God Gene Card, he urgently needed a being of the same level to compete with!
"Mr. Kyle, do you really want to face the Hulk alone?" General Ross lowered his voice and said worriedly.
It's not that he doesn't believe in the symbol of peace, but the Hulk is too powerful! So powerful that he didn't dare to tell the elite soldiers in advance that the one they were going to capture was an invincible monster!
"I'm very sure." Kyle nodded and opened his eyes. A bright light flashed in his golden pupils.
The strongest on earth? I don't agree!
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Around nine o'clock in the evening.
In Brazil's Rocinha slum, unlike bustling big cities, the lights in the residential areas next to the factories are dimmed early, and the local residents, tired from a day's work, basically go to sleep.
At this time, several mysterious vehicles were parked in an alley in a residential area.
One of them was a bulletproof camouflaged vehicle with bright lights and spacious interior, equipped with various technological instruments and several split-screens.
General Ross, wearing headphones and holding a military walkie-talkie, looked at Kyle who was sitting opposite him and said, "You can't be wrong. Bruce Banner is in his own residence."
Kyle shrugged and suggested, "Send your soldiers over first and try to see if they can capture him directly in human form. If they can't capture him, it's best to lead him to the factory. The residential buildings here are too densely packed and not suitable for fighting."
General Ross nodded and obediently issued an order into the intercom, "All elite soldiers, bring nerve-paralyzing guns, and infiltrate and encircle the target residents!"
Upon receiving the order, the doors of the remaining vehicles opened immediately, and nearly ten fully armed elite soldiers crouched skillfully and moved quickly into the streets and alleys.
They are truly the elite among the elites; under the cover of darkness, no one could detect their figures or traces.
Amibu rushed to the front. The darkness and narrow streets could not affect his agility, and he quickly reached the downstairs of the destination residence.
“Ahhh!”
The big black dog tied downstairs was startled, and just as it made the first bark, Amyb reacted and aimed and fired. The bullet from the paralyzing gun accurately hit the big black dog's neck, causing it to crawl on the ground silently.
Amybu waved forward, and his teammates behind him immediately followed, and they quickly went up the stairs to the third floor together.
"Bang!"
A small bomb was installed on the door of the target single room. After it exploded, Amyb rushed into the room with a gun amid the flying debris of wooden boards and fired several shots at the bed in the single room!
If all goes well, the operation ends here.
Aimibu raised his eyebrows, keenly aware that something was wrong, and walked forward to lift the quilt, only to find that there was a pillow underneath.
"The target escaped!" Amyb reported in a low voice.
"Chase!"
This was the command from General Ross on the other end of the intercom.
The elite soldiers immediately followed the trail downstairs and soon found a curly-haired young man wearing a red shirt and carrying a schoolbag, running towards the end of the alley!
As if he knew the consequences of his anger, the curly-haired young man fled towards a closed and deserted factory!
at the same time.
In the command vehicle, Kyle seemed unable to sit still. He suddenly stood up from his seat and reached out to open the door.
General Ross looked at him in confusion, "Mr. Kyle, what are you doing..."
“It’s coming out.”
Kyle just said this calmly, then stepped out of the car, his tall body disappearing into the darkness.
Chapter 241 The Second Battle on Earth, the Strongest vs. the Strongest!
A small alley near the factory.
The curly-haired young man, the elite soldiers' target, Dr. Bruce Banner, was desperately running away.
'Ding ding ding!'
Bruce's brows were furrowed and his face was full of fear due to the heat caused by the intense exercise. The watch on his left wrist that displayed his heart rate began to issue a warning sound, and the value on it had increased from over one hundred to two hundred!
"Don't come out, don't come out, be patient!"
Bruce muttered to himself, gasping for breath, his right hand pressed tightly against his chest, his heart beating strongly, like a monster roaring angrily.
As he talked to himself, the monster subtly retreated under his persuasion...
But at this moment, two soldiers suddenly rushed out from the alley in front of him and blocked his way, "Stop! Don't move!"
Bruce's face changed and he turned around to go back, but footsteps and figures followed one after another, and the road behind him was blocked by more soldiers in an instant.