Chapter 126

Hawk?

Anya?

What is all this?

Bruce Banner and Natasha Romanoff looked at each other.

Hawk's gaze toward Bruce Banner was now increasingly calm, and his tone was increasingly unruffled.

"2009, September, 10th."

"Manhattan."

"That day, my younger sister and I were ready to leave after strolling through Times Square, but Abomination appeared, and Hulk appeared too."

"That day, these two monsters fought, the whole block was in a mess, and under the aftermath of the battle between these two monsters, many innocent people lost their lives."

"Including my younger sister."

"When Hulk smashed Abomination into a high-rise building, the falling debris hit my younger sister."

"..."

Accompanied by Hawk's calm tone and somewhat ethereal voice, Bruce Banner and Natasha Romanoff, who were a bit confused at first, gradually came to their senses.

Alright.

This is a victim's family member coming to the door.

Natasha thought in her heart and subconsciously glanced at Bruce Banner.

A look of guilt appeared on Bruce Banner's face.

He looked at Hawk, who was watching him with a calm gaze, and opened his mouth: "I am very sorry for your younger sister's death."

Hawk sneered.

Just as he was about to speak, Natasha, standing to the side, frowned and interrupted: "Haw... Hawk, we sympathize with your younger sister's death, but this is not Bruce Banner's fault, but Abomination's fault; it was Dr. Bruce Banner who stopped Abomination."

Hawk's gaze fell on Natasha.

His tone was eerie.

"You mean, my younger sister's death is so-called collateral damage?"

"What?"

Natasha was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and said: "It is indeed very heartbreaking for such a thing to happen; no one wants to see such a thing happen; your younger sister's death was an unfortunate accident."

Hawk was expressionless: "Abomination, I will go find him, but my younger sister died because of Hulk; if Hulk hadn't thrown Abomination out, then the shattered debris wouldn't have hit my younger sister, and my younger sister wouldn't have died on the spot."

Natasha heard the words that gradually turned from calm to icy and sensed something was wrong.

Bruce, on the other hand, guiltily said to Hawk again: "I am very sorry for your younger sister's death, really, if possible, I will definitely make up for it."

He was not a bad person, never had been.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have had his first reaction be to flee after awakening Hulk.

Look at Abomination; Abomination transformed, but he turned into Homelander.

So...

The guilt was real, and wanting to make up for it was also from the heart.

Hawk heard this from Bruce Banner and laughed.

He looked at Bruce Banner, and a brilliant smile appeared on his face.

"Make up for it? You have a chance; hand over Hulk."

"What?"

"A life for a life; Hulk killed my younger sister; since that's the case, then use Hulk's life to repay it."

"..."

Bruce Banner was stunned.

Natasha was dumbfounded.

She looked at Hawk's eyes, and they also became increasingly wrong.

Do you want to hear what you are saying.

This person...

Is probably a lunatic.

Natasha thought in her heart, then shook her head somewhat speechlessly, pulled Bruce, and walked toward the sports car.

"Go..."

"Boom!"

The sports car parked not far away, the car body, accompanied by a loud noise, a palm print, was visibly pressed onto the car body from the air.

Instantly.

The sports car became shriveled under the pressure of this palm print.

Click!

Natasha instinctively took out the weapon tucked into her back waist, quickly loaded it, and aimed the muzzle at Hawk, who she had just thought was a lunatic.

Hawk narrowed his eyes, looking at Natasha, who was aiming the muzzle at him.

"Grievances have heads, debts have owners; Hulk killed my younger sister; are you planning to harbor a criminal, agent from S. H. I. E. L. D., Ms. Natasha Romanoff."

"..."

Natasha's pupils contracted, looking at Hawk, who could clearly and accurately call out her name and background: "Who are you?"

Hawk didn't pay attention, but let his gaze fall on Bruce Banner, who had been protected behind Natasha in an instant.

Natasha saw this and said in a deep voice: "Also, criminal, Dr. Bruce Banner is never a criminal, and the President has already pardoned Dr. Bruce Banner."

President?

Pardoned?

A mocking smile appeared on the corner of Hawk's mouth as he looked at Natasha: "President's pardon, what does that have to do with me? Have I, the victim's family member, said I wouldn't pursue it?"

Natasha heard this from Hawk, and the expression on her face instantly became incomparably vigilant.

Just at this moment.

"Natasha."

Bruce Banner, who had just been protected behind Natasha, walked out at this moment, reached out and pressed down Natasha's service pistol aimed at Hawk, then pursed his lips, looking at Hawk, who had come here to seek justice for his younger sister: "Listen, kid, I am really sorry for your younger sister's death, but that was Hulk's doing, not me; I am also a victim of Hulk; believe me, if anyone wants Hulk to die more, no one wants it more than I do."

This was also the truth.

At the very least, he was indeed thinking this way right now.

He was Hulk's first victim.

Because of Hulk, he lost his job in the military.

Because of Hulk, he lost his big house in Quantico and his girlfriend whose father was a general.

It was even more because of Hulk that he had to leave the lighthouse of democracy and run to the land of the A3s, which was full of the smell of shit and urine and all kinds of curry the moment he landed.

Bruce Banner, standing in front of Natasha, looked at Hawk, who had come to the door to hold him accountable, his voice sincere and full of emotion.

Hawk laughed.

"Dr. Banner, I know that you are you now, and Hulk is Hulk; this is also why I didn't take action against you; I said, grievances have heads, debts have owners; so, I'll say it one last time, let Hulk come out; this is a matter between me and Hulk."

"No."

Bruce Banner shook his head with a serious expression: "Kid, I can't do this request; if Hulk comes out, I can't control it."

Hawk heard this, lowered his head, and sighed.

By the time he looked at Bruce Banner again, the calmness in his eyes had completely turned into coldness like ten-thousand-year-old ice.

The next second.

Boom!

The moment Hawk's figure instantly disappeared from where he was, Bruce Banner, standing in place, flew backward instantly, and with a loud bang, like a meteor, smashed into the vacation cabin.

Natasha looked at Hawk, who had replaced him in front of her, and her pupils contracted.

"She..."

"Bang!"

Hawk kicked Natasha, who was shocked in front of him, five meters away, his voice cold: "This is a matter between me and Hulk; if S. H. I. E. L. D. dares to intervene, I don't mind making the entire S. H. I. E. L. D. unavoidable collateral damage."

Natasha, who was kicked and smashed to the ground, was full of disbelief.

Just at this moment.

A low roar came from the vacation cabin that had been smashed into a big hole.

Following the big hole, looking inside, vaguely visible, a faint figure was struggling and roaring in the ruins as if restraining something from coming out of the cage.

Younger sister.

I can avenge you right away!

Hawk stood outside the door, expressionless, took a deep breath, and adjusted his state to the best at the fastest speed.

At the same time.

The figure in the ruins inside the wooden house, the roaring sound became more and more intense.