Overwatch Invasion of American Comics

Chapter 46 Dangerous Soda

Rio de Janeiro, Brazil
The Rocinha slum is one of the largest slums in South America, with tens of thousands of people living in this place, known as the City of God.

The law and order here is chaotic, gang fights often occur, crimes occur frequently, and policemen are killed by gangsters every day.

The entire slum is constructed of thousands of houses, large and small, and it looks very spectacular from a distance. There are many alleys and fork roads inside, like a huge maze.

A white man wearing a hat was walking on the street. He was wearing a white shirt and carrying a backpack. He was still looking around while walking, looking very cautious, as if he was afraid of being discovered by someone.

Bruce Banner, a physics genius wanted by the US military, and his other identity is the terrifying Hulk Hulk.

After Bruce escaped from the United States, he has been fleeing all over the world. He fought wits with the Hulk arrest team and finally escaped to this place.

A criminal's paradise, Rio de Janeiro is on fire.Although it is dangerous and chaotic here, it is more suitable for him to hide because of such a complicated environment.

Eight days have passed since his last transformation, and during this time, he will learn how to control his emotions every day.

He bought himself a pulse watch to monitor his heartbeat at all times.These days, he likes yoga, which makes him feel calm and peaceful.

In addition to these, he has to go to work in the factory.Of course, he has to go to work, otherwise he has no money to sleep on the street?
He works as a worker in a bottling factory. The environment of the factory is dirty and messy, and there is a strong stench around it.

Bruce rubbed his nose, there is no way, the conditions here are not bad, this kind of dirty environment can hide his whereabouts, after all, how could the military expect him to work in such a place.

How can I say that Bruce is also a scientist, good at physics, if he is not polluted by gamma radiation, he must have a good life in the United States, married Betty a long time ago, living a happy life...

Why?After all, his father-in-law is an American general.

But the sky is unpredictable, who would have expected that he would turn into such a monster, wanted by the military, fled everywhere, and could only hide in this place where no shit.

"Come here, I need your help!" the factory owner said in Portuguese.

Bruce hurried over and found that a conveyor belt switch was broken.Who is Bruce, a genius in physics, he can tell at a glance that the switch is shorted.

No, he only found out when he put on his glasses.

He repaired the switch in two or three strokes, and the factory boss said with appreciation: "You are really a smart person, you shouldn't be a temporary worker. You have been here for five months, let me make you a full-time worker?"

It's not that the boss doesn't want to transfer him, it's that Bruce himself doesn't want to transfer, because he knows that maybe when General Ross and the others find him again, he will continue to flee.

Just when Bruce was about to say something, his hand was accidentally cut, blood flowed out, and a drop of blood fell from the sky, dripping towards a pile of empty bottles on the conveyor belt below.

There was a layer of hot air covering the empty bottles, and it was impossible to see where the drop of blood fell. When such a thing happened, Bruce's face suddenly changed.

"Shut it off! Turn off the teleporter!"

Bruce ran forward with a nervous expression on his face. A worker quickly turned off the conveyor belt under the boss's order. Bruce looked around. He knew that his blood must not be exposed outside.

His blood is dangerous, possessing terrifying gamma rays, enough power to drive a man insane.

And he knew that if his blood was exposed, his whereabouts would also be exposed!

Just when Bruce was at a loss, he saw the drop of blood on the surface of the conveyor belt.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly wiped off the blood on it with a cloth, then wiped off the blood on his fingers, and finally took out the glue to stick the wound directly.

Although this method is simple and crude, the effect is very good, and the bleeding is stopped in an instant.

"Okay, no problem!" Bruce raised his hand and said to the factory owner.

The factory owner had an unbelievable look on his face. Although this man was smart, he behaved strangely.Not actually a lunatic.

He just shed a drop of blood, do you need to be so concerned?It looked like his blood was like poison.

Bruce went to work, and the boss walked away.However, none of them saw that the mouth of an empty bottle not far away was stained with blood red.

Two drops of blood had actually just dripped from the wound on Bruce's finger, they glued together, then parted in the air, one fell on the conveyor belt and one fell into this empty bottle.

This empty bottle will soon be filled with soda, then packaged and exported to the distant United States.

Bruce never thought that because of this small mistake, he exposed his identity again!
A week later, a strange thing happened in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, USA.

A retired old man bought a box of guarana soda, which originated in Brazil in South America and is very popular among Americans.This old man is one of the loyal fans of guarana fruit soda.

As usual, he felt thirsty and opened a bottle of guarana soda, but just after taking a sip, he felt something was wrong, why this bottle of soda tasted like wine, a burning sensation swept over his body whole body.

How could this old man have imagined that the bottle of soda he drank was mixed with Bruce Banner's blood, that is, the blood of the Hulk. This blood hides the power of gamma rays, which will make his body mutate and his mind become confused.

Soon, the news of the eighty-year-old man smashing the car with his bare hands and wielding a telephone pole made headlines.

The local police arrived immediately, trying to subdue the mad old man.But the old man who got the Hulk's blood became so powerful that no policeman was his match.

In the end, the police had to shoot him with a tranquilizer gun and take him to the hospital for treatment.

"Let me go!" The old man's whole body was wrapped in restraint belts, his eyes glowed green, as if a terrifying beast was sleeping, "I want to go out! Let me go!"

Although he exerted all his strength, the restraint belt was far stronger than he imagined.

Just then, the door of the ward was pushed open, and a doctor and a nurse walked in.

"How is the patient?" asked the doctor.

The nurse replied: "It seems to be food poisoning, but the situation is much better."

The doctor frowned, "Are you kidding me? What kind of food poisoning can cause this?"

"He has been talking nonsense before." The nurse continued: "He shouted that I am Stan Lee, I am the father of Marvel, let me go, or you will be written to death."

"The father of Marvel?" The doctor shook his head helplessly and said, "It seems that he is not food poisoned, but crazy!"

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