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Chapter 208
Chapter 208
Blood, blood all the way.
Countless blood flowed down every step of the stairs, and these blood gathered into a stream, like a gurgling brook slowly flowing downward.
And at the source of this river of blood, there is Bronski, who is thin and weak, with a horrible dent on his chest, and who walks staggeringly and limping.
Just climbing up the stairs of the cell biology laboratory building exhausted all his strength, and the weakness from massive blood loss made his face extremely pale.
The already emaciated body coupled with this miserable appearance at this time, looks like an old man who is lying on a hospital bed and is about to reach the end of his life.
But his eyes still have spirit, no, spirit is not enough to describe these eyes, these are eyes shining with fire, fanaticism, longing, unwillingness, and... madness.
"Why..."
Bronski, who had just stepped onto the last step, panted heavily, and continued walking tremblingly after a long time.
"Bronski, why did you come here!"
"Quick, quick, send Bronski to treatment!"
In the laboratory on the second floor, several special forces members were still guarding Samuel Stern, who was pinned on a chair, when they suddenly saw Bronski walking tremblingly, they exclaimed, two of them He hurried over to help Bronski.
"No, I don't need treatment."
Bronski, who was being supported, had a low and dry voice, like a traveler who had been walking in the desert for a long time without a drop of water, and murmured hoarsely: "What I need is...strength."
At the end, Bronski's voice suddenly rose, and at the same time, he took advantage of the situation and suddenly raised the pistol in his limp right hand, which everyone subconsciously ignored, and pulled the trigger. All of Stern's special forces members were killed.
"Bronsky, what are you doing!"
The two special forces members who supported Bronski saw this shocking change, but they didn't fully react for a while, but subconsciously shouted in fright.
It's a pity that Bronski won't reply at this time, let alone wait for them to react.
After killing the special operations team member around Samuel Stern, he let go of the gun in his hand, and the left hand that was already on the shoulder of a special operations team member suddenly pulled it together, directly twisting his arm. neck.
Another special forces member finally reacted at this time, but it was too late. Blonsky's deformed and bent right arm was already bent upwards after releasing the pistol, and the elbow hit him heavily. heart position.
Although he has been beaten to the point of death by the Hulk, Bronsky is a modified human who has been strengthened by two super soldier serums. Even the slightest force squeezed out by force is not something ordinary humans can bear.
After this elbow strike, the thunder and lightning king's suit and the entire chest of the special forces member were sunken, and the thick blood still soaked out through the layers of fibers. I am afraid that the entire heart was affected by this heavy blow. The next burst.
Bronski turned a blind eye to this, and casually threw away the body of the protruding special forces soldier, picked up the pistol that fell on the ground, and after a few heavy gasps, he sat tremblingly on the chair. Take a panicked Samuel Stern.
"What are you going to do?"
Watching Bronski, who was crumbling and covered in serious injuries, walking towards him like a resurrected man, and slowly aiming the pistol at his forehead, Samuel Stern slowly leaned back away from the muzzle of the gun and raised his hand at the same time. hands.
"I want you to inject me with what you took from Banner."
The flames in Bronski's eyes were almost burning to the extreme.
"But you seem to have been injected with something..."
Hearing Blonsky's request, Samuel Stern's scientist's soul of death seemed to wake up, and he was no longer so afraid. He even stood up slowly while taking advantage of the chair, and looked at Blonsky eagerly.
Bronski interrupted him frantically and nervously: "I want more, and you saw him turn into Hulk, didn't you? That kind of power... that kind of power..."
"Like a god, it's so beautiful."
Samuel Stern acted as the perfect supporter, and the words of exclamation happened to be followed by what Bronski wanted to say.
"I want to be like that too, you, want to make me like that."
Bronski's hand holding the gun trembled slightly, as if he was about to pull the trigger at any moment.
"I don't know what's in you, and mixing it up could turn into a big disaster."
Samuel Stern's eyes kept wandering between the muzzle of the gun and Bronski's face. After seeing that Bronski had pulled the trigger, he hurriedly changed his words: "No, I didn't say I didn't want to, just I need your permission."
"Then hurry up."
Bronski held a gun and forced Samuel Stern to the operating bed for human experiments, lay down on it himself, and then shook the pistol to signal him to start quickly.
At this time, Samuel Stern, who was possessed by the soul of death, didn't need any coercion anymore. He quickly took out a giant glass tube as thick as a forearm and placed it on an instrument. It's the Hulk blood he cloned.
The rough blood injection method, plus the irradiation of gamma rays and a little bit of wonderful coincidence, an accidental but inevitable terrifying giant was born immediately.
The Hulk's blood had just been injected, and with the irradiation of gamma rays, Bronski's skin instantly turned light green, and his body expanded rapidly as if inflated. Bone spurs grew directly through the skin from the spine and other parts out.
"Oh, God……"
Samuel Stern was also frightened by this scene, and started to turn off various instruments in a hurry, saying in a panic while turning off: "This is what I want to explain to you, I don't know what you injected before... ..."
Stab, stab!
The giant incarnated by Bronski struggled to stand up, all his pants and shoes were bursting, and the tall figure frightened Samuel Stern to sit on the ground with limp legs, and his body could not help but retreat until he reached the ground. in the corner.
Boom!
Bronski waved his hand with a grin, and directly swept Samuel Stern away, then turned and walked out of the laboratory without stopping.
……
tick tock~tick tock~
On the test bench, a test tube containing the blood of the Hulk was cracked, and the blood flowed down the smooth wall of the glass tube drop by drop, just in time to drip onto the forehead of Samuel Stern, who was swept away and landed on the ground. above, and penetrated along the wound from the impact on the forehead.
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No [-] no fee:
I know that some people have to scold me for this chapter, but this chapter must be written in order to portray the characters and take care of some readers who have not seen the movie.
I also know that this is actually a thankless effort. I spent hours thinking about how to dig a hole, conceive the plot and portray the characters, and spent hours grinding two thousand words. It's just a complaint that the water update is too slow.
Water or no brains, I can run seven or eight thousand per hour without a brain, but this is not what I want, and I believe it is not what everyone who subscribes wants to read. I really want to write this book to the limit of my level.
Another thing to say, the following mentality explodes:
Let me say one more thing.
Those who jump out and clamor for watching pirated versions for various reasons, I am not condemning watching pirated versions, the national conditions are so, there is no way, even I have watched it, there is nothing shameful.
However, even most pirated readers just watch silently, and those who are interested will come to sign in or recommend votes to support me to motivate me, but what about some people?
Watching the pirated version threatened me as confidently as I owed him something. I’m not so angry if you don’t read it or go to see the pirated version secretly. I ran to my book review area to say something. The reason is that the update is too slow, too watery, etc., and there are more than one. I have endured these superior dogs for a long time.
I recognize all the rubbish and poison you wrote, what is this?Are you sick of me?And how many new readers and paying readers will be discouraged by your message?Not only watching pirated copies but also destroying my job?What the hell is the difference between you guys who are prostitutes for nothing and then report for selling money?
I'm a book writer, I'm not just kidding, I'm not used to you wolf-hearted garbage, I beg you to hurry up, please, don't disgust me, don't watch any pirated copies, just don't read it, then What a book, why bother to catch such a rubbish writer like me!
(End of this chapter)