Chapter 2129 The Ultimate New World (35)

On the remaining bridge deck, Bruce and several other people were lifting up an overturned car and rescuing the people underneath.

With a shout, everyone worked together to lift up the car and put the people trapped underneath on a stretcher.

As soon as Bruce turned around, he saw a flash of fire coming towards him. He roared and rolled to the side, but was still blown away.

"Be careful! Be careful!" He heard Aisha scream.

Bruce fell heavily to the ground, his head hit the rubble on the ground, and his head was bleeding. His arm was also scratched by the iron sheet, and the thumb of his right hand was completely numb, probably fractured.

But Bruce still staggered to get up from the ground, because he saw that the missile just now had overturned a bus parked on the side of the road, and several people who rushed to the bridge deck to carry the stretcher were pressed underneath.

Fortunately, the bus had been blown up and burned before, leaving only wreckage. The people trapped underneath were not killed immediately and were still screaming in pain.

Bruce rushed over, and the nearest people and medical staff also rushed over to help lift up the wreckage of the car.

However, no matter how badly the bus was burned, it was not comparable to a car. The size was a big problem. If you can't evenly apply force from head to tail, there is no hope of lifting it up.

When Bruce rushed over, he glanced at the water below and found that the fire brigade and the emergency rescue team with a large amount of equipment that had just arrived did not go up to the bridge at all, but went to rescue most of the cars that fell into the water.

There was no other way. When there were not enough manpower and equipment, the more dangerous vehicles that fell into the water should be rescued first. The injured on the bridge could at least hold on for more than ten minutes, but the drowning people trapped in the car would lose consciousness within a few minutes.

Seeing that there was no hope of rescue, the few people who rushed over could only give it a try. Four people lifted the front of the bus, and three people lifted the rear of the bus. Everyone worked together, their muscles swelled, their faces flushed, and their mouths roared with anger.

"Hah!!!!"

The good news was that one side of the bus was finally lifted up a little, and the two people who were trapped underneath were pulled out. The bad news was that there were still people inside, but the bus couldn't be lifted up.

Lifting the bus a little and lifting it completely off the ground are two different things. Those who were deeply trapped were still screaming as the vehicle was lifted up.

Bruce was completely exhausted. When he retracted his hand, he couldn't even feel the existence of his forearm. His lungs were like a bomb that suddenly exploded, blowing all the blood up his throat.

The intense burst of adrenaline made him excited, but his muscles couldn't squeeze out more strength at all. Instead, mental excitement would increase the level of perception. The screams of the victims echoed more clearly in his ears, and the smell of blood kept rushing into his nose.

Bruce had never felt so desperate. The impact of death caused by one or two crimes was simply incomparable to a collective disaster. If there was a hell in this world, it was probably not underground tens of thousands of feet below, but in the human world when the disaster occurred.

Bruce had just been distracted for a while when he heard a scream in front of him. It sounded very childish, like a little girl.

Human instinct makes us more sensitive to the cries of cubs. Bruce was immediately awakened. He turned his head and found a little girl who was probably in her early teens rushing towards him while screaming.

Behind her was an out-of-control mecha, which was obviously knocked down by a broken control system. The little girl ran and screamed desperately. She knew she couldn't run out of the explosion range, so she had to squat on the spot with her head in her arms.

Bruce rushed over there with all his strength, but he didn't see that in addition to the smoke and dust of the explosion, the thick fog rising above the water had surrounded the entire bridge.

He took a heavy step forward. There was no explosion, no scream, no blood flowing. Bruce fell to the ground. He propped himself up with his hands and looked around. He only saw the vast fog.

Is it the mysterious fog again?

Bruce wrinkled the muscles around his eyes in pain, panting constantly, swallowing his saliva, suppressing the muscle pain caused by the excited nerves, and tried to get up from the ground.

The flow of time in the fog is different from that outside. As long as he goes out now, he still has a chance to save the little girl. He must leave here immediately.

Bruce staggered towards the depths of the fog. He now realized that he could leave the fog as long as he lost consciousness.

But when he ran forward, there was also a figure rushing towards him from the opposite side. When both sides broke through the boundary of the fog and saw each other clearly, they were stunned.

The one on the left is Bruce Wayne, and the one on the right is Peter Parker.

The problem is that both of them are in a bad state. Bruce is covered in blood, and the blood flowing from his head has blurred his facial features.

Peter was even more outrageous. There were three blood holes on his body, and they were the kind that could let light in and see the scenery behind him.

But Peter didn't bleed, and his face didn't look pale. His wound was an extremely smooth cut surface with some strange particle flows surging on it, as if that part of his body had been cut off.

Both sides were stunned when they saw each other's state.

"What's wrong with you?" The two said in unison.

"I'm fine." They answered in unison again.

They all obviously knew that the situation was urgent, so Bruce simply spoke first: "There are two Starks fighting on top of the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco. The Golden Gate Bridge was blown up by them. Many cars fell down, and the bridge was still there. Being bombarded constantly..."

Bruce sat down on the ground, finished his story in the most concise language he could use, and then looked at Peter, obviously curious about how Peter got himself into this situation. Peter sighed and began to tell Bruce what had happened since their last meeting.

Peter didn't think too much after leaving the fog world. He still wanted to finish what he was doing first, so he rushed to the laboratory as quickly as possible.

At that time, Otto was conducting the last ignition factor collision experiment at the High Energy Physics Collider. He felt that this would be quite a breakthrough experiment, so he hurriedly called Peter over.

Peter was not very optimistic about the results of this experiment. He actually came not to observe the results of the experiment, but to persuade Otto to calm down and not be so anxious to conduct a large-scale collision experiment. Otherwise, no one knows what will happen. .

But he couldn't persuade Otto, because Otto didn't want Stark to go ahead of him. In the field of energy, Stark has always been a benchmark. In addition to the Ark reactor he used personally, the Stark Group's The artificial sun project is actually a global leader, but it’s just not the same path as Otto.

Every master wants to prove that he is on the right path, and Otto understands that Stark is already one step ahead of him, but he cannot let him stay ahead forever.

Having been unable to make any breakthrough progress before, Otto was already very anxious. The ignition factor found this time was very likely to be useful, and Otto didn't want to delay it any longer.

Peter understood this, so he also knew that he could not persuade Otto, but he proposed that he should go in, just in case something unexpected happened, and he could rescue Otto, who was just an ordinary person.

If nothing else, there must have been an accident, and it was not an ordinary accident.

Otto didn't get this factor for a long time, and he didn't go through enough inspection procedures. It can be said that he didn't even understand what it was, so he dared to go directly to the collider.

At the moment of the collision, Spider-Man swore that he had never heard such a loud Spider-Sense.

But the spider sense was useless, because the instinct that could control him to escape from danger had no effect, because there was nowhere to escape.

In an instant, the entire laboratory was filled with countless special high-energy particle flows, like bullets flying at high speed one after another, instantly penetrating Peter's body.

Peter's vision went dark, and when he woke up he found himself in the fog. Peter had guessed what the so-called mysterious ignition factor was. The time when Otto obtained this factor and the time when the mysterious mist phenomenon appeared Almost unanimous.

After Peter discovered the hole in his body, he even felt a little ridiculous and wanted to laugh. He hoped that his organs would fare well in other dimensions.

Now he didn't pay half of his attention to his own situation, so he spoke a few words about his situation in an extremely brief and scrawled manner and then asked Bruce: "What's going on? How come there are two Iron Man, and what happened to them?" Will there be a fight? How about the Golden Gate Bridge? "Where are the injured?"

Bruce sighed, these situations are really a long story, but he still stood up and said: "I have to leave quickly, I have to save her..."

When he said this, Bruce couldn't speak anymore, and he remembered the scene of lifting the car just now.

In fact, he could feel that the force he used was of little help in lifting the car. Two citizens standing at the back of the car who looked like they might be infected with the Extremis virus took out a deadlift of at least 400 pounds. Strength played a decisive role.

What if I go out now? It is very likely that he rushed towards the little girl, and the two of them were killed by a missile, and then they died like this, which could not save any disaster.

Bruce muttered all these words, mainly because the effects of adrenaline had not faded, making him feel uncomfortable with his excited nerves beating if he didn't speak out.

"I should still look for viruses or spiders first." Bruce said with some confusion: "Even if I have 200 more pounds of strength, I won't be like now..."

Bruce sat down on the spot again a little decadently, but at this time, Peter suddenly rushed up, pulled Bruce up, pressed his shoulder with his remaining hand and said.

"Don't give up yet, we still have a way."

Peter's eyes shone, and he used his remaining hand to take out a small iron piece from his clothes. In an instant, the iron piece enlarged in his palm and turned into a somewhat special message. equipment.

He pressed a button on the device and spoke over there.

"Hello, Director Fury, I am Spider-Man. Through my communication device, you should be able to identify which universe's Spider-Man I am. Now I have to tell you news. I am dying."

"Due to a serious experimental error, I had three more fatal penetrating wounds on my body, but because I mistakenly entered a mysterious space, I had more time."

"Time may have stood still in this mysterious space, which is why I was allowed to continue living even though my body was so seriously injured."

"That is to say, I will die as long as I leave this space, and I can't never leave here, so I will always die."

"But the world cannot be without Spider-Man, Nick. Now there are thousands of people in San Francisco waiting for Spider-Man to appear."

"I hope Spider-Man can go. Even if their time is running out, I hope Spider-Man can protect them for the last night."

After that, Peter pressed a button on the back of the communicator, and the communicator disappeared into a stream of light. Peter looked at Bruce and said.

"I will leave here and die, and then you go find a new spider, which will give you the power you want."