Dark wings trembled slightly, Kyle swung around the air and knocked the two hammers on the Hulk.

Double hammers are final!

The Hulk had no room to resist and fell down from the air more than ten meters high, hitting the ground with his head and hitting the original factory site that had already become ruins.

'puff!'

It fell to the ground like a small piece of meteorite outside the sky. Under the powerful impact force, gravel and dust were flying all over the sky, smashing a three-meter-radius pit.

Kyle gasped and flew to the edge of the pit. He raised the hammer in his left hand and walked forward, and was about to strike while the iron was hot.

"roar!"

The Hulk's resistance to hit is obviously no worse than Superman's strength. After being hurt by so many heavy hammers, he stood up without losing his combat power and jumped out of the earth pit.

"Continue!" Kyle licked his lips, the hammer was in front, his body tensed, and entered a state of fighting with all his might.

But after the Hulk rushed out of the pit, he roared at him with great reluctance, turned around without hesitation, pedaled heavily and jumped dozens of meters away, and his figure flew into the wilderness night in the opposite direction.

As soon as it appeared, the back seemed a bit like running away, and Kyle was a little stunned.

Hulk, escape?!

It shouldn't be! Even if the Hulk faces an enemy that is ten times stronger than him, he will turn into a reckless man in anger and do it whenever he meets him, not understanding what fear or escape is.

"By the way. The Hulk's personality is not strong enough now. It should be that Bruce's human personality has begun to reverse - it is about to turn back into human!"

Kyle's mind was running very fast. He quickly thought of this and knew that now was the best time to arrest the Hulk!

He was about to chase the Hulk, which was gradually moving away, but as soon as the wings were spread out, his movements suddenly stopped.

"This is..." Kyle's pupils contracted, the hammer shape of his hands began to fade, and the full coverage of venom on his body was difficult to maintain, and the black liquid began to melt down like water.

"Sorry, Master." Venom said weakly, and the symbiont transformed into the least consumed casual clothing mode.

"Master." Weiss's transformed metal necklace flashed with a shimmer and explained: "You were symbiotic with Venom just now. After maintaining the battle form of heavy hammers with both hands, your physical strength has been consumed violently, and now it is almost overdrawn to the limit."

"I get it." Kyle gasped, his face a little pale, and sweat fell from his body like rain.

After leaving the full coverage state, Kyle turned from the peak state of fullness to a deficit like physical exhaustion.

The high battle and the soaring adrenaline just now affected his judgment of his body. It was not until he stopped completely and relaxed his tense body, and he realized how bad his physical condition was.

tired!

Both the spirit and the body are exhausted. Every punch in a heavy hammer state must be mobilized with the strength and strength of the whole body at the limit, so that all the muscles in the body are not tired and sore.

Hungry!

The divine body was extremely hungry, and instinctively needed food support. The self-healing factor and body cells seemed to be screaming, eager for enough nutritional supply.

Sleepy!

His eyelids were as heavy as lead, and his consciousness was so depressed that he was sleepy. He wanted to lie on the ground and have a good sleep!

Just like before, the side effects of using thousands of tentacles, but this time the situation is even more serious.

Due to the first time using heavy hammers, the hands were deformed, which was used to continue to engage in high-load combat.

"I actually... was a little proud." Kyle sighed, and could only raise his head slightly, watching the Hulk disappear into the night scene in the distance.

Military vehicles stopping in the field command center.

General Ross returned to the car and received information from the reconnaissance soldiers everywhere. But five minutes ago, the battle situation in the factory ruins became silent and there was no excessive information and information.

Just as he put down his headphones, a soldier's reminder suddenly came from outside the car: "General, Mr. Kyle is back!"

"What?" General Ross was shocked, quickly opened the car door and went out by himself. Sure enough, he saw Kyle walking towards this side with a sleepy expression surrounded by several armed soldiers.

"Mr. Kyle, are you okay?"

General Ross didn't ask about the Hulk's situation at the first time, and said with concern.

"I'm fine. The Hulk ran to the wilderness. Now he should be human. You can send soldiers to investigate." Kyle replied slowly with weak energy.

General Ross did not think too much and directly conveyed orders to the soldiers around him, asking them to drive and track down.

After a few armed soldiers left, Kyle entered the carriage and sat on the seat tiredly.

General Ross looked at him worriedly, "Mr. Kyle. I think you are weak now. Do you need to ask the doctor to check it out?"

"No need." Kyle shook his head and said softly: "I only have to eat now."

"Eat?" General Ross was stunned for a moment, and immediately ordered the soldiers to bring the canned food and compressed biscuits that they had been away for spare.

Looking at the cans of all sizes in front of him, Kyle was not picky about food. He picked up a can, cut it with his fingernails and opened it, and the spoon stuffed a large piece of meat into his mouth and swallowed it voraciously.

A few minutes later.

General Ross lowered his head, looked at the empty can on the side of the car, swallowed his saliva, and calmly said to the intercom, "Give me more food, servings of ten people!"

It was not until after eating the portion of thirty people per meal that Kyle put down the spoon and finally stopped eating, but his lower abdomen did not look swelling at all.

"Mr. Kyle, do you still want to eat?" General Ross stepped forward and asked carefully.

"No need, I'm a little full." Kyle breathed a sigh of relief, the feeling of hunger in his belly had been eliminated.

General Ross's face was bitter.

A little full? You ate it alone, and one-third of the food provided by this mission.

"I'm going to sleep, don't bother me if you're fine."

Kyle had just finished speaking, and before General Ross could respond, he closed his eyes and fell asleep in half a second, leaning his head against his seat.

General Ross blinked and sighed: "The symbol of peace is really a god."

One night passed, after dawn.

The former factory site, which was reduced to ruins, was shocking battle traces on it, shocking residents in the local area, and rumors of a war between gods and demons last night were circulated.

After the armed soldiers searched for it in the middle of the night, General Ross finally received an important piece of information - Bruce Banner came to the port of Brazil's coast and completely lost his trace. It is very likely that he had mixed up on a ship and left Brazil.

Where will Bruce go if he leaves Brazil?
Chapter completed!