In the blink of an eye, the yellow corolla Gwen was driving had vanished from Anna's sight.
Just as the yellow corolla disappeared from view, the fiery red sports car Gwen had seen earlier drove up from a distance and stopped steadily in front of Anna.
Anna's expression once again returned to its refined, stern look.
The black-clad man driving stepped out of the sports car.
"Take him to the Base."
"Understood."
Anna took out the sunglasses clipped to her chest, put them on, handed the black-clad man the briefcase containing 400 milliliters of Hulk's fresh blood, and then got directly into the sports car.
The next second.
The sports car roared, instantly disappearing from the black-clad man's sight as well.
The black-clad man, expressionless, carried the briefcase and turned to walk into the port.
After a while.
Anna, who had already driven out of the port area, made a phone call.
The call connected.
"Anna."
"Officer, the transaction is complete, but there was a small unexpected event."
"What unexpected event?"
"Gwen Stacy also came."
"Hm?"
The voice on the other end of the phone seemed a little surprised, then recovered: "It seems he truly cares about Gwen Stacy."
Anna nodded in agreement: "Yes, Officer."
Just then.
A third person's voice came from the other end of the phone, with a hint of arrogance.
"Officer, why don't we use Gwen…"
"Shut up."
"No."
Anna's objection and the Officer's objection on the other end of the phone were almost simultaneous.
The third person was clearly stunned, but under the Officer's command to get out, he dared not say anything more and quickly left, accompanied by the sound of footsteps.
After the third person left, the Officer's voice on the other end of the phone finally sounded again.
"Anna, tell me your reason for objecting."
"Officer, there are only two possibilities for Hulk to bring Gwen out: either he's a fool, or he's very confident. But I don't believe he's a fool, after all, after talking to us, he guessed that we are…"
Anna stopped talking there.
Even if their organization was the king of the internet, and no one could eavesdrop on their conversations through the phone, being cautious about the organization's name was never overdoing it.
The Officer on the other end of the phone seemed to have thought of something, then chuckled.
"Notify everyone, do not take any action against Gwen Stacy. Our relationship with Hulk is very good right now."
"And…"
"When a Demon King willingly puts on shackles, then everyone had best not touch those shackles, otherwise, only the most terrifying Demon King will be released."
"Of course, we must not touch it."
"So…"
"Keep it up, Anna. At least for now, our cooperation is very pleasant."
"Understood."
Anna nodded, and after reporting her work to her superior, she hung up the phone and focused on driving the sports car towards Manhattan.
In the opposite direction of Manhattan, Gwen was also driving her yellow corolla, carrying Hulk, and speeding towards Calver Lake.
Gwen's peripheral vision caught Hulk, who had closed his eyes and was sitting in the passenger seat after getting in the car, and she felt a little curious.
"What are you doing?"
"Resting up."
Hulk continued to keep his eyes closed: "Adjusting my state. Hulk isn't that easy to kill."
Not only because Hulk possessed powerful regenerative abilities, but also because Hulk had a major BUG.
The angrier he got, the stronger he became.
And theoretically, Hulk also possessed immortality. Iron Man snapped his fingers and died, while Hulk only had one arm crippled.
To be precise, it couldn't even be called crippled, only injured, requiring time to recover.
Fortunately, this was not the comic Universe, but the movie Universe.
So Hulk could still be killed.
Thanos almost succeeded. If Hulk hadn't been teleported back to Earth by the Bifrost Bridge at that time, he would probably have been killed by Thanos.
But Hulk was still beaten by Thanos to the point of losing his temper. No matter how Bruce Banner called out, Hulk just wouldn't come out.
So… this setting, where he gets stronger the angrier he gets in the comics, also seemed to be invalid.
Hulk recalled information about Hulk in his mind.
Gwen, thinking about some Hulk-related information she had found online these days, nodded in deep agreement, then looked at Hulk.
"Then we…"
"He must die."
Hulk opened his eyes, turned his face to look at Gwen, who was driving, and said with a smile: "He's just hard to kill, not unkillable."
The method to kill Hulk was actually very simple.
From the beginning, suppress Hulk and end the battle directly in a crushing manner.
Don't even give Hulk a chance to get angry.
Gwen heard this and said nothing, just looked at Hulk with a worried expression.
Hulk met Gwen's gaze, seemed to think of something, and chuckled.
"Actually, I did think of another way to kill Hulk."
"What?"
"Hijack Betty Ross, so that Bruce Banner would willingly accept his death."
"…Hulk!"
Gwen's eyes widened as she listened to the method Hulk had thought of.
Hulk smiled slightly: "But I later gave up on it."
Gwen breathed a sigh of relief at this, but looked at Hulk with some curiosity.
"Why?"
"He who instigates evil will have no descendants."
Hulk explained, saying to Gwen: "Moreover, every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt its owner. It was Hulk and Abomination who killed my sister, not anyone else. If I were to vent my anger on others, what would be the difference between me and them?"
He thought this way and acted this way.
Hulk still adhered to his bottom line.
Revenge is revenge, but he absolutely did not want to, nor would he, be blinded by the flames of revenge.
"Of course!"
Hulk paused here, then said to Gwen with a smile: "You told me to be a good person with a clear conscience, so I don't want to, and I don't need to rely on such schemes to get the result I want. I will tell him why I came, and he will also know why he dies."
Gwen also smiled slightly, looking at Hulk, who was full of confidence in both his expression and demeanor.
"I believe you, Hulk."
"Thank you."
Hulk said with a smile: "Once I kill Hulk, we can be with Mary and…"
Gwen quickly interrupted.
"Hulk!"
"What's wrong?"
"Don't jinx it, you said so."
"…Alright, my mistake."
Hulk looked at Gwen, who was seriously stopping him from jinxing things, and wisely chose to admit his mistake, then, under Gwen's gaze, made a zipping motion over his mouth.
Gwen then smiled contentedly, then retracted her gaze and continued driving towards Calver Lake.
Two o'clock in the afternoon.
Over a private airport thirty kilometers north of Calver Lake.
A Gulfstream private jet with 'Stark Industries' printed on its fuselage descended from above the clouds, lowered its body, and deployed its landing gear!
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