A Journey of American Comics Starting from the Zombie Universe

Chapter 121 Just a Skinny Old Man
When the green skins saw this group of soldiers in golden power armor, they were stunned for a moment.

After being stunned, anger surged. The corners of their mouths twisted, the muscles on their faces twitched, and they stared fiercely at the golden armored warriors.

In the past few decades, no one has dared to truly resist the Hulk Gang. Only a handful of guys who farmed the fields picked up crudely made shotguns and tried to argue, but they were all smashed into pieces by the Hulks.

Why did this group of people dare to stand here today, why did they dare to kill a son of Banner?

"Fuck you, let's go together and avenge my brother!"

The Shamat green-skinned monster let out a cry, and his body tensed up in an instant. All the muscles seemed to burst open, and the green skin clung to his bones.

His legs were slightly bent, and then he exerted force. His whole body was like a projectile, and he jumped into the air. A big hole was created in the ground where he was standing, and dust flew everywhere.

His body, which was a few times wider than ordinary people, drew a curve in the air, and the target was the group of gold-armored warriors. Matt Hulk's eyes were filled with crazy light, his green muscles were bulging, and his arms were swinging.

With the gamma power flowing in his blood, he will tear them into pieces alive!

The white-haired golden-armored warrior put away the crossbow on his right arm, and a calm voice echoed in the air: "Shoot."

In an instant, all the Thunder fighters acted in unison, and they quickly pulled out huge guns from their waists almost at the same time, that extremely fast hand speed perfectly surpassed the limit of human beings.

Each gun is huge and majestic, and the body of the gun is also decorated with metal carvings, exuding a sense of majesty without anger.

"Shet."

Killing Matt Hulk's green pupils shrank suddenly, and a deep murmur came out of his mouth.

It wasn't until he was halfway through the air that he realized how stupid he was to jump up and make a target, but it was too late.

A spark explodes in the chamber, propelling the bullet forward and exiting the barrel at great velocity.

Bullets are like deadly bee swarms, densely penetrating Hulk's green muscles, tearing his skin, bursting out a large cloud of blood mist, accompanied by the pungent iron smell permeating the air, killing Matt Hulk The body was torn into a hideous mass of rotten flesh in the air, and the muscles and bones were smashed into pieces.

It all happened so fast that not even the few remaining Hulks and Logan in the distance could react.

The blood mist bursting out of the air fell like rain and sprinkled on the ground, making this bloody scene even more eerie.

"Ah, ah, we don't want renters anymore! We won't accept any rent from your family anymore!"

A green-skinned man in the distance was horrified by the terrifying scene in front of him. Trembling all over, he slapped Logan away forcefully, and then crawled towards the aircraft whose engine was still on.

Under the powerful coercion and destructive shooting of the golden armored warriors, the resistance and arrogance of the green skins disappeared in an instant.

This guy who didn't know which generation of Banner's blood was at this moment no longer cared about dignity and face. He just wanted to escape from this place as soon as possible to avoid becoming the next unlucky guy in a pool of blood.

On weekdays, it is absolutely no problem for their skin to block some conventional weapons, but are the things in front of them conventional?
That's definitely unconventional, and damn it, where did Wolverine get this kind of rescue?

"Dad...what's going on outside?" A small head poked out from the door, it was Logan's youngest daughter.

Logan just came back to his senses at this time. Everything just now was too shocking. He hurriedly waved his hands and rushed to the wooden house, "Go back to the house, quickly go back to the house and hide! There is a fight outside!"

Hulk, who was the first to escape just now, seemed to have pressed a switch, and the other surviving green skins also screamed and followed his pace to flee quickly.

They almost abandoned all dignity, just seeking the continuation of life.Along the way, the greenskins knocked down all the pitchfork wooden boxes blocking their way, and one was even so frightened that he peed, leaving a line of light water stains.

After all, these Banner's descendants have never seen any truly powerful enemies in the wasteland. The only superhero they have fought, Wolverine, has long been sealed and can only be beaten without fighting back. Meat sand buns.

Now they encountered a real stubble, and their cowardice hidden under their green muscles finally burst out.

The leading golden armored warrior took off his helmet, revealing a resolute face. It was Eagle Eye who had successfully injected serum and put on power armor.

"Want to escape?"

Clint snorted coldly, clamped the helmet under his right armpit, raised his left arm, and a small groove popped out instantly, containing small rockets.

With a whoosh, the rocket flew towards the green skins' fleeing direction like a shooting star, and accurately poked one of the green skins' buttocks.

"Ah! I'm—"

"boom!"

In an instant, the flames filled the air, and the shock wave of the explosion spread rapidly, dragging the fleeing greenskins into a vortex of destruction.

After the chaos and dust, the screams of the green skins completely disappeared, replaced by only a dead silence and rotten meat all over the ground.

"I've wanted to do this for decades." The eagle looked at the corpses on the ground and couldn't help but grin with satisfaction, then strode toward the cabin:
"Don't be scared like a bitch, Logan, it's me!"

In the gloomy cave, dim light came in through the opening, barely illuminating a part of the space.The sound of dripping water on the stone wall came from time to time, adding a touch of damp feeling.

In this gloomy environment, an old sofa, covered with a faded cloth cover, lay quietly.On the sofa, a skinny little old man lay leisurely, resting his head on a few soft pillows.

Wearing a pair of round glasses, he squinted at the old video tape on the TV, which was "Scent of a Woman", which won the Academy Award in 92.

The TV emits a faint light, reflecting on the little old man's face.

It was already a video tape of a movie decades ago. Although the picture was a little blurry, the little old man seemed to be fully immersed in it, with traces of memory and emotion flashing in his eyes.

It was great back then, no matter where I was.

"Dad! Something bad is going on!"

The darkness and coldness outside the cave was overwhelmed by a rushing wind, followed by a terrified voice, piercing the tranquility of the cave.

A green-skinned man jumped into the cave suddenly, his face was pale and full of horror.

"What happened?" The little old man turned his head slightly, and said dissatisfiedly, "If you dare to interrupt me because of something trivial"

Normally, this green-skinned man should have been cowed by his father's words, but he didn't care about anything at this time, he just stopped beside the little old man, panting and said:
"Dad, it's bad! Someone is calling!"

(End of this chapter)