Hulk vs. Mad Demon (Fifth Update, Seeking Full Subscription!!!)

The Mad Demon monster, having slept at the bottom of the Potomac River all night, awoke. Instantly, the base’s alarms blared, and countless soldiers began to gather from all corners.

In the laboratory.

The guards immediately notified General Ross, who was watching the examination room.

"What?"

"General, you need to evacuate."

General Ross glanced at his daughter in the examination room… and Bruce Banner.

Several soldiers opened the examination room door. A moment later, General Ross, Betty, and Bruce Banner left the laboratory and walked outside.

"Bang!"

The Mad Demon monster had begun its roaring landing. Its pitch-black scales glittered under the sunlight, and neither the base nor the embankments of the Potomac River could stop its advance.

The embankments were like tofu, easily destroyed by the Mad Demon monster.

"Fire!"

"Fire!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The newly arrived tanks, after finishing their loading, immediately opened fire. With two loud bangs, they expected the Mad Demon to be beaten down like yesterday. However, at this moment, after being hit by the shells, the Mad Demon monster merely roared, stumbled, and then steadied itself.

Boom boom boom!

The tanks rumbled again.

Four heavy shells were fired from the cannons, whistling towards the Mad Demon monster once more.

The Mad Demon monster raised its right hand. With a bang, the shells exploded in its hand. Following that, a cruel smile appeared on the Mad Demon’s face. It completely ignored the bullets pinging off its body and accelerated directly towards the tanks.

"Load!"

"Load!"

The commanders of several tanks watched the Mad Demon monster charging towards them, their faces turning pale. They yelled at the loaders behind them.

Just then.

Rumble!

A tank was instantly flipped over by the Mad Demon. The people inside rolled out. Before they could even understand what was happening, they saw the Mad Demon monster grab the cannon of the tank, and with a rumble, use the tank in its hands as a weapon, smashing it fiercely into another tank beside it.

Instantly.

Two intense bursts of flame erupted in front of the Mad Demon.

However, the Mad Demon wasn’t unscathed either. It had several wounds on its body, which appeared because it had rushed forward recklessly and been hit by continuous cannon fire from other tanks. Green blood was dripping from these wounds.

The Mad Demon looked up. Its gaze fell upon a spot not far away, where an aura was attracting it. Although the Mad Demon didn’t know what was there, its instincts told it that by absorbing that aura, it could become even more powerful.

At this moment, the Mad Demon had completely lost its human consciousness. Yusuf’s consciousness had been utterly devoured by this Mad Demon, born from Gamma Rays, and completely swallowed into oblivion.

At the Air Force base not far away.

Fighter jets were preparing for takeoff. However, dropping bombs directly on Quantico Base would have severe repercussions. One misstep, and the entire Quantico Base would likely need to be rebuilt.

Moreover…

What happened at Quantico Base this time was no longer being suppressed. Instead, the news was rapidly spreading outwards.

Lake was still having coffee with Rachel, discussing their travel plans to Los Angeles for the next month.

After receiving Lake’s assurance, Rachel smiled and said, "Then we can stay at my brother’s place. There’s no need to stay in a hotel."

Lake said, "Brother? I didn’t know you had a brother."

Rachel shrugged, "We don’t contact each other very often."

Lake shook his head, "Forget it, let’s just get a hotel. We can settle in, and then go see him. There’s no need to bother your brother."

It was more comfortable to stay in a hotel.

Lake wasn’t short of money. Or rather, Lake was very poor, but he still had enough money for a hotel. Most Western families had weaker family ties. If it weren’t for Karen’s constant insistence over the years, Lake’s family would likely be like those who never spoke to each other again.

Rachel nodded and was about to speak when her phone rang.

It was from the newspaper.

"Rachel, where are you?"

"Near the Jefferson Memorial."

"…Great. Something’s happened at Quantico Base. Shit, there’s a monster."

"What, a monster?"

"…"

Lake looked up at Rachel, raising an eyebrow.

Quantico.

Monsters?

Onishiete, after I was gone for just a moment, did General Ross finally couldn’t resist his urge to slice and research Bruce Banner, thus awakening Bruce Hulk Banner?

Lake quickly took out his phone and dialed General Ross’s number, thinking to himself.

But there was no answer.

Lake got up and hurried towards the car parked not far away.

Rachel walked over and grabbed Lake, "You’re planning to drive back to Quantico? That’ll take too long. Look up there."

Lake looked up.

A Sun newspaper news helicopter was flying over from a distance. Then, without landing, it directly dropped a climbing rope.

Rachel looked at Lake, "Can you climb it?"

Lake was silent for a moment, then looked at Rachel, "Can you?"

Rachel immediately ran towards it, "People in my family have been interested in extreme sports since childhood."

Lake: "…"

Driving back to Quantico from here would take about an hour and a half, but by helicopter, it would be barely twenty minutes. From this vantage point, they could already see what was happening at the Quantico base.

"Boom!"

"Hulk—"

"…"

At the Quantico base, some buildings on the side near the air force airport had been reduced to ruins. Two monsters were engaged in a brutal close-quarters battle in broad daylight.

Mad Demon versus Hulk.

Bang bang bang!

The base’s tanks also roared to life, firing. However, this time, they weren’t attacking both monsters indiscriminately. Instead, they were assisting Hulk, with his watermelon-like hairstyle and grass-green appearance, in attacking Mad Demon.

It was precisely because of this that Hulk was barely holding his own and not being completely dominated by Mad Demon.

Yes.

The battle seemed to be going unfavorably for Hulk. Hulk’s strength seemed inferior to Mad Demon’s, but if one looked closely, they would notice that with each strike from Mad Demon, Hulk’s counter-attack force became slightly stronger than before.

Clang!

Mad Demon directly enclosed Hulk’s sandbag-sized fist with his right hand. A cold smile appeared on his sharp teeth, and then, with a simple over-the-shoulder throw, he sent Hulk crashing face-first to the ground.

Boom!

The ground began to crack, adding another ruin.

"Fire."

"Fire."

General Ross, who had been moved to a safe zone by the soldiers, ordered the fighter jets in the sky. He glanced at Betty, who was speaking beside him, and repeated, "Help the green one."

Boom!

Boom!

As Mad Demon strode towards the riverbank, preparing to grab the iron chain, he was hit by two rockets from behind. Staggering, he crashed face-first to the ground with a boom.

Hulk got up, flipped over, and sat directly on Mad Demon’s back. He roared "Hulk!" and then began relentlessly pounding Mad Demon’s head with his sandbag-sized fists.

The sound was like muffled thunder.

Crackle!

Then, Hulk pulled out the iron chain that Mad Demon had just broken off, intending to use it against him. He used the chain to bind Mad Demon’s neck, then, like a horse tamer, he roared, stomped on Mad Demon’s back, and pulled both ends of the iron chain with all his might, preparing to kill Mad Demon.

Mad Demon’s hands tightly grasped the iron chain around his neck.

With a boom!

The iron chain instantly snapped.

Hulk stumbled backward due to the force.

Seizing the moment, Mad Demon got up, turned, and looked at Hulk with a ferocious expression.

Boom!

Mad Demon roared, turned his head, and looked at the fighter jet in the sky that was once again firing a rocket at him. This damned flying insect. Mad Demon looked around, preparing to find something to shoot it down with.

But.

Bang!

Hulk got up and powerfully kicked Mad Demon’s back. Mad Demon was once again enraged, his fury burning hotter than ever.

Unfortunately, no matter how great his rage, it was useless. His strength was constant, unlike Hulk’s, who could continuously increase his strength through anger.

Boom!

This time, when Hulk and Mad Demon exchanged punches again, there was no longer a draw. With just one punch, Mad Demon could no longer hold back his pained cry and retreated backward repeatedly.

Hulk had completely suppressed his strength.

"BOOM!"

"Ptooey!"

The Mad Demon’s large head shifted to the right, and a mouthful of green blood was directly sprayed out.

"BOOM!"

"Ptooey!"

This time, the Mad Demon’s large head shifted to the left. After being repeatedly struck by Hulk, as he stumbled backward, another mouthful of green blood was spat out.

Even.

The Mad Demon’s dangerous aura began to fade.

At this moment, if this were a boxing match, the audience would be eagerly anticipating the comeback.

BOOM!

Hulk grabbed the Mad Demon’s arms and headbutted him fiercely, smashing into the Mad Demon’s broad face. His sharp teeth clattered to the ground.

The next second.

Hulk slammed the Mad Demon onto the track with a powerful over-the-shoulder throw. The ground cracked. With a snap, Hulk twisted off the Mad Demon’s head. Then, standing on the Mad Demon’s corpse with one foot, he spread his arms and roared, "HULK!!!!"

"Good!"

Some soldiers in the base’s monitoring room watched the scene unfold on the monitors like a blockbuster movie. Seeing Hulk pound the Mad Demon’s face, and the Mad Demon stumbling back, unable to retaliate, one soldier couldn’t help but cheer. He then started clapping, and the atmosphere became infectious, with everyone beginning to applaud.

For this victory.

For Hulk?

In the sky!

"This is a military restricted area. Please descend immediately as instructed."

"…"

As Lake watched with great interest from The Sun’s news helicopter, he snapped back to attention and looked. Several armed helicopters had appeared nearby.

Not just The Sun’s, but armed helicopters were also appearing near the media helicopters that had rushed to inquire. Some even received the special treatment of fighter jet escorts.

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