Chapter 79 Li Enhui knows kung fu but won't teach me.
Chapter 79 Li Enhui knows kung fu but won't teach me.
Chapter 79 Li Enhui knows kung fu but won't teach me (Bonus Chapter)
"Is this the super soldier you were talking about?"
Frank came out of the tent and stood next to General Ross, looking at the huge green figure in the center of the field.
The big guy was nearly three meters tall, with bulging muscles all over his body, dark green skin, and short black hair.
Frank, who was standing a hundred meters away, felt a slight pain in his ears from that roar.
That lung capacity alone is terrifying enough.
"If this guy really is a super soldier—" Frank stared at the giant's angry face, "he doesn't seem too happy."
Ross immediately ordered the surrounding soldiers, "Arrest this thing!"
The patrolling soldiers raised their automatic rifles and aimed at Hulk's knee to fire.
They planned to first restrict Hulk's mobility before imprisoning him.
Da da da!
The sound of machine gun fire was incessant, with gun barrels spitting out tongues of fire.
Bullets struck Hulk's knees and calves, but instantly shattered into tiny sparks, leaving not a single scratch on his skin.
After being attacked, Hulk turned around sharply and stared at the soldiers who were firing their guns.
He plunged his hands into the ground, grabbed two huge stone slabs, and hurled them out.
boom!
In an instant, the huge stone slab smashed a soldier to pieces.
He was like a mosquito slapped to death on a wall, embedded in the stone slab, flying backward and gliding across the ground for a hundred meters, leaving a shocking trail of blood, until he crashed into the guardrail and came to a stop.
"Wow, this big guy has quite a temper."
Frank reached behind his back, took out his shotgun, cocked it with a click, but remained standing still.
"Can your few teams hold out?"
General Ross said calmly, "Don't underestimate my soldiers."
The soldiers who perform security duties here are of extremely high quality.
Even though one of his comrades was smashed into a pulp by the stone slab, the rest of them continued to fire at Hulk with their automatic rifles.
They maintained their formation without retreating in the slightest.
A soldier carried a man-portable rocket launcher (RPG) out of a tent.
He aimed at Hulk's chest and pulled the trigger.
The rocket, trailing a blazing tail, hurtled toward Hulk with a piercing whistle.
Hulk stretched out his right hand and actually grabbed the rocket in his hand.
He looked down at the rocket he was holding, a look of confusion on his face.
Seeing that this guy could actually catch a rocket with his bare hands, even these highly skilled soldiers couldn't help but feel a sense of retreat.
Rose, on the contrary, was overjoyed.
This guy can not only withstand bullets with his bare hands, but also catch high-speed rockets.
However, it is still unknown whether he possesses sufficient wisdom.
The next moment, Ross understood.
This enormous green creature in front of us has absolutely no sense of reason.
Hulk examined the rocket in his right hand from all angles, then reached out and slapped it with his left hand.
It hit the trigger of the rocket exactly.
Boom!
A violent explosion rang out, and flames instantly engulfed Hulk.
Ross's expression turned somewhat grim upon seeing this.
If all that's created are rampaging monsters, then it's all meaningless.
Since that's the case, let's just kill them. At worst, we can start the research again.
That's what he was thinking.
From within the flames came an even more violent roar.
Hulk rolled on the ground a few times, and the flames were extinguished.
The rocket that hit him didn't even singe a single hair on his head, nor did it leave a single mark on his skin.
General Ross gave the order again: All troops, attack!
A tent was ripped open, and a tank roared as it rammed straight into Hulk.
Ross took out his phone and made a call; the screen displayed his daughter Betty's name.
The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered.
He immediately turned to Frank and said, "My daughter is still in the lab. If you rescue her, I'll agree to your terms and let you fight William one-on-one."
"it is good."
Frank grinned.
Holding shotguns in both hands, he charged toward the secret laboratory two hundred meters behind Hulk.
At that moment, Hulk's attention was drawn to the tank, and he completely ignored Frank who was rushing towards him.
When the tank turret turned around, Hulk stumbled.
He suddenly reached out with both hands, grabbed the tank's tracks, and actually lifted it up.
Because of the close proximity, the tank's cannon barrel was right next to Hulk's ear.
The gunner simply used the cannon barrel as a stick, repeatedly striking Hulk's temples.
Boom, boom, boom.
The tank's gun barrel was slightly deformed after several impacts.
However, the distance was too close, and there was no way to fire the shells.
Hulk was getting a little annoyed by being filmed.
He roared and, with a burst of strength, lifted the entire tank into the air.
With a whoosh, the tank flew nearly a hundred meters into the air before crashing down.
With a bang, it crashed to the ground.
Thick black smoke billowed from inside the tank and drifted into the sky.
The heavy tank, known as the king of the land, was destroyed by a single blow.
Frank, carrying Betty on his back, rushed out of the lab and witnessed this scene, which made his eyes widen in surprise.
What kind of monster is this?
Frank bypassed Hulk and successfully delivered Betty to Ross.
Betty is still unconscious, but thankfully she is still breathing and is not dead.
Ross breathed a sigh of relief and said to Frank again, "If this monster gets out, the destruction it will cause will be unimaginable."
"As a police officer, shouldn't you do something?"
Frank glanced at Ross sideways, paused for a moment, and then said, "Remember your promise."
"certainly."
Ross nodded, watching the white skull charging toward the Hulk, then glancing around at the soldiers who were terrified by the Hulk's power.
Since his appearance, Hulk has killed a soldier with a stone slab, caught a rocket with his bare hands, and thrown a tank into the sky.
Only about five soldiers actually died.
But the remaining twenty-odd soldiers were terrified and turned to flee out of the base.
In stark contrast to them was Frank, who charged towards Hulk against the flow of people, carrying a shotgun.
Frank rushed into shotgun range, aimed at Hulk's face, and pulled the trigger.
With a bang, it hit the target precisely.
But Hulk simply reached up and wiped his face.
Not to mention the skin, even the eyeballs were completely unharmed.
"How exactly should we fight this guy?"
Even Frank was somewhat at a loss at this moment.
He threw down the shotgun, switched to a Magnum revolver, and aimed at Hulk's eyeball to continue firing.
boom! boom! boom!
Hulk, shot by a bullet, raised his head, covered his eyes with his hands, and roared angrily from his throat.
"This should work now, monster?"
Frank fired all six bullets, opened the magazine, emptied the spent cartridges, and reloaded.
He gripped the gun with both hands again and aimed.
Hulk turned his head.
Between his enormous fingers peeked out an eye filled with rage.
Hulk raised his right foot and kicked Frank hard.
Frank had no time to react; he felt a tremendous force strike his stomach and was sent flying backward.
The moment I was attacked, pain swept through my entire body from my stomach, my mind went blank, and I couldn't even breathe.
He slammed his back against a big tree, slid down the trunk, and sat down on the ground.
A sweet, fishy smell filled my nostrils.
"Cough—cough—"
Frank coughed up two mouthfuls of blood; his internal organs were probably almost completely shattered.
He was completely weak; if it weren't for the big tree supporting him behind him, he wouldn't even have the strength to lift his head.
I never imagined I'd fail here today.
Frank watched as Hulk charged at him, trying his best to raise his right hand, but his body wouldn't obey him.
Hulk's green fist, the size of a clay pot, kept getting closer.
In Frank's eyes, it was like a collapsing mountain.
"Fuck."
Frank forced a low curse out of his throat.
He didn't close his eyes; they were fixed on the ever-growing fist.
When the fist was less than half a meter from Frank's face, a flash of silvery-white light appeared.
The beam of light struck the enormous fist, and the figure holding the light rotated slightly, guiding his left hand to the side.
Hulk was somehow swayed and crashed to the side with a thud.
Frank's eyes widened, blood and foam filling his mouth, as he managed to utter, "You know kung fu—but you won't teach me?"
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