Chapter 698: A Move that Brings Good Luck to the Enemy, Directing Hatred to Gaius (1/2)

Chapter 698: A move that gets you nothing, leads the hatred to Gaius

"General, you should listen to this."

On an armed helicopter, the communicator anxiously handed the phone to a gray-haired but energetic old man behind him.

"Hulk is on the street! Repeat, Hulk is on the street!"

Hearing the voice on the phone, Ross was stunned for a moment, turned his head and looked at Bruce Banner, who he had just captured, and his mind was full of doubts.

Hulk? Hulk was clearly on the helicopter, with him, and was subdued.

"Impossible, take care of yourself first, young man.

Hold steady first, what is your position?"

"One hundred and twenty-first street, north to Broadway."

"Turn back." Ross hurriedly said to the pilot, and the other party immediately controlled the helicopter to fly to the one hundred and twenty-first street.

"Turn back, why turn back?" Bruce Banner asked in confusion.

"Damn, give me the image."

"Yes, sir."

The next second, the picture of the one hundred and twenty-first street appeared on the helicopter's display screen.

The screen shows a scene of a humanoid monster several meters tall and huge, wreaking havoc. Cars, walls, and the ground seem as fragile as paper in front of him.

His body is covered with reptile scales, and there are protruding bones under the skin of his neck, abdomen, and even back.

Under the illumination of the blazing flames, it can be vaguely seen that the color of the monster's body is yellow-green.

The pedestrians on the street were panicked, some hid in the house and trembled, and some fled farther away.

The nearby police and soldiers who rushed over kept shooting at him, but the bullets hit him like raindrops, causing no harm at all, but arousing his ferocity.

"No." Bruce Banner approached the screen and saw the humanoid monster on it, and his face changed drastically.

"Is this your man?" He looked at Ross, his tone full of questioning.

"My God, what have you done?" General Ross's daughter Betty looked at her father in shock.

Ross was speechless. Although he didn't recognize the monster in the picture, he could tell that he was a product of military experiments just by looking at his appearance, which was 70% similar to Hulk.

Recently, he had just done a little experiment on a soldier named Bronski. Bronski was a 39-year-old veteran with rich combat experience and outstanding achievements who still hoped to be active on the battlefield. He volunteered to participate in the human experiment.

But he only arranged for someone to inject Bronski with a very small dose. Logically, it was impossible for him to become such a behemoth.

But no matter what, in the eyes of some people who knew about the military experiment, this black pot was his, and he couldn't get rid of it.

Aaron rode his motorcycle against the flow of people and rushed over. He couldn't help but be a little stunned when he saw the yellow-green big guy besieged by police and soldiers.

"You must have made a mistake! This thing... seems to be a replica of Hulk.

I remember it was called Abomination, but it doesn't matter." Aaron shook his head, took off his backpack and put it in front of him and unzipped it, "Come out and have a look!"

Abe and Fox's heads appeared, looking around curiously.

Even in the backpack with the traceless stretch spell, the Holy Dragon and Phoenix were still very suffocated, but when they saw the yellow-green monster dismantling the car and hitting the soldiers as if they were balls, a trace of disgust flashed in their expectant eyes.

"Master, are you sure this is the danger of this world?" Abe asked with some doubt.

It's not that it is inflated, but it thinks that this guy may not be its opponent.

Although it looks a little thicker and stronger, it can only bully ordinary people. If it hits it with a claw... it may become a meat pie.

"I knew you would think so." Aaron knocked on its head, "Don't underestimate him, if you really compare strength, you may not be able to beat him."

"Even if we don't compare strength, he will be turned into ashes with my dragon breath." Abe said unconvinced, "Even if the dragon breath can't kill him, lightning, storm, there will always be one that can kill him."

Aaron:......

It makes sense, I was speechless.

Abomination and Hulk may seem invincible to ordinary people, but for him, a fierce fire spell can burn them to ashes.

Even without magic, with his current fighting skills and physical strength... it may be choking if the bull spell is not counted, but it is not a problem to deal with it.

"Ahem! What do you think?" Aaron looked at Fox.

Fox expressed his attitude with a "chi chirp": I can't beat him, but he can't do anything to me.

"It's normal to have such an idea, but it must be said that this idea is wrong." Aaron taught seriously, "Abomination is just the tip of the iceberg of dangers on this planet that cannot be put on the table.

In front of those truly powerful beings, we are as fragile as these ordinary people who escaped."

"So the master hides his strength?" Abe asked curiously.

"Did you know it just now?" Aaron rolled his eyes at it, "This is a warning from the ancestors. I have said it more than once or twice. Once my magic ability is exposed, I am afraid that countless troubles will come to me."

Abe scratched the dragon head as if he understood it, and pulled Fox back into the backpack.

It has no idea what kind of troubles its owner wants to avoid, but as a pet owner, just tell it to do what it wants and be obedient. There is no need to think too much.

Aaron looked back at the Abomination and drove the motorcycle in the opposite direction.

At least half of these soldiers and policemen died, but he was not familiar with these people, and being able to mourn for them was already a manifestation of conscience.

"Has Stark not arrived yet?" Nick Fury frowned tightly as he looked at the screen of the Abomination killing people.

"He is rushing over there and will be here soon." Hill said, "But Fury, the parliament has sent a third call request, and Minister Pierce also asked you to call as soon as possible."

Nick Fury rubbed his temples. He knew that he could not play his procrastination tactics any longer. He still had to show the necessary respect for the boss and financial sponsor of SHIELD.

"Connect it!"

"Yes!" Hill put the tablet on the desk, and the projections of five middle-aged men and women in high positions appeared on the computer screen.

"Director Nick Fury, I think you should understand why we are looking for you." The only female member of the five said with an extremely firm tone.

"How will SHIELD deal with the monster rampaging on the streets?

We approve so much funding for SHIELD every year, not to waste it when disaster strikes."

Nick Fury rolled his eyes unhappily, "Be reasonable, everyone.

SHIELD already has enough to do. The planet is not short of troubles and accidents, mutants, aliens, and even items with unknown risks. We have to worry about these.

SHIELD has no credit for the apparent peace in the world now, but this is obviously caused by the military, so it should be the military that cleans up the mess, right?"

"General Ross is already doing his best, but we need to minimize the losses and impact."

"So we have to draw out our elite from SHIELD to help others clean up the mess regardless of the damage?" Nick Fury asked back, "Does the life of a soldier have more value than that of an agent? I should have joined the army if I had known."

"What do you want?" A white-haired member of the parliament asked bluntly.

"All of them." Nick Fury said without hesitation.

"You know this is impossible. General Ross will not agree to you occupying the military's research results."

"But his research results have gone out of control." Nick Fury argued, "Besides, I suspect that this monster is not his research result at all. It is just a replica at most."

The five people on the screen were silent for a few seconds, "We can support you in some aspects. You need to discuss with Ross yourself how much you can get."

"Okay, Mr. Congressman, thank you for your support."

"But we have to see that the situation is under control, at least it can't continue to get worse."

"My people will be here soon. As for whether the situation can be controlled, I can't guarantee it. After all, SHIELD is not prepared for this matter."

After speaking, Nick Fury hung up the call and took a sip of the cold coffee.

Coulson and Hill looked at each other, "Director, we don't seem to have sent anyone over!"

"Isn't Iron Man coming soon?"

"But... Stark doesn't seem to be from our SHIELD, right?" Coulson said embarrassedly.

"It's only a matter of time, and they don't know about it." Nick Fury said confidently, "Even if they ask, can't SHIELD ask for reinforcements?"

Coulson suddenly realized, and there seemed to be a light in his eyes when he looked at Nick Fury.

What is it called to get something for nothing? He has seen it today. No wonder he can be the director!

Hill twitched his mouth speechlessly, and could only say a big word of "admiration" for the director's operation.

Nick Fury enjoyed the admiring eyes of his subordinates as if nothing had happened, but his eyes were fixed on the hateful figure in the video.

At this time, he seemed to see something unexpected, and his one eye narrowed.

"Pause."

With an order, the picture in the video stopped.

"Sir, is there any problem?" Coulson asked.

"Rewind two seconds."

Coulson did as he was told, and the picture changed.

Nick Fury stood up and walked to the big screen, pointing at the crowd fleeing in panic on the street, and his finger gradually fell on a young man riding a motorcycle and carrying a backpack.

"Gaius?" Coulson was stunned for a moment, "Why is he there?"

"This can't be a coincidence." Nick Fury said firmly, "Hill, inform Ross, let his soldiers lead this big guy to Gaius."

"Director, this...is not appropriate!" Coulson said embarrassedly, "Gaius may be comparable to an elite agent, but he is obviously no match for this monster.

Even if you want to test his ability, you don't have to use such an extreme method!"

"But he can escape! Look at his expression, the four words "clouds and winds" are almost written on his face." Nick Fury said a little tiredly, "and the direction he escaped from has the least traffic."

Coulson was speechless, Hill nodded and dialed the number of the armed helicopter where General Ross was.

"General, there is a call request from SHIELD." The communicator looked at Ross and said.

Ross took a deep breath, picked up the phone and said very directly: "Let Nick Fury talk to me."

Nick Fury shrugged and took the phone from Hill, "Don't be so angry, General."

'Easier said than done. ’ Ross cursed secretly, “If you have anything to say, say it quickly, I have something urgent to take care of.”

"Who do you think I am cleaning up for now?" Nick Fury said flatly, "Let your soldiers lead the big guy to a young man riding a black motorcycle and carrying a backpack.

He's on 121st Street, you can find him easily. "

"what do you mean?"

"It's not interesting, it's just to reduce casualties. Of course, believe it or not, it's up to you.

In addition, Iron Man will be here soon, please try to hold on for a while. "

Ross hung up the phone and said, "Go to the person he mentioned."

"Wait, are you going to do that?" Bruce Banner asked in disbelief, "This is obviously just an ordinary person."

"Do you know Nick Fury better than I do?

Although that guy has no character, his ability is absolutely trustworthy, and he doesn't bother to hurt ordinary people. "

"Let me go!"

"What did you say?" Betty grabbed Banner's arm, "Do you think you can handle it? Whether you can transform now is a question."

"No, it's not settled. I don't know. Try your best!" Facing his girlfriend, Banner chose to tell the truth.

"What if it fails?" Ross asked.

"This is a situation we created, all of us."

Ross was silent for a few seconds, "Wait."

"What are you waiting for?"

"Let Bronsky be lured to a place with few people. This will be a battle between two Hulks." Ross said intermittently. Banner also knew what he meant and sat back helplessly.

One Blonsky can destroy a street and turn it into a mess. If Hulk is added to it, the city might be transformed into something terrible.

“Tell the soldiers down there to bring everything, including helmets.

Fight and retreat at the same time, leading the monster to the young man. "

"Yes, General." The correspondent immediately complied. At the same time, the soldiers who were firing at the yellow-green monster in all directions received General Ross's order.

"Where is the target?" asked a soldier on an off-road vehicle.

"How do I know?" the captain on the side said speechlessly, but within a few seconds he saw a motorcycle passing by his off-road vehicle, "Wait a minute, I think I know where he is."

Aaron, who was riding his motorcycle leisurely away from the battlefield, suddenly felt a strong sense of malice and shuddered suddenly.

‘Illusion? Why do I feel like I'm being watched by someone? ’

Aaron frowned, but didn't pay much attention to it.

The prophecy book said that he would have a less exciting battle with Hulk, and the danger should not be too great.

As for hatred...it can be provoked, but there is no need to provoke it. It is better to stay away.

With the speed of our motorcycle, it is not difficult to get rid of an irrational big man.