Journey Through the Marvel Universe Starting from the Zombie Universe

When the greenskins saw these soldiers wearing golden power armor, they were stunned for a moment.

The shock was followed by a surge of anger. The corners of their mouths twisted, the muscles on their faces twitched, and they stared fiercely at the golden armored warriors.

In the past few decades, no one has dared to truly resist the Hulk Gang. Only a handful of guys who farmed the fields picked up crudely made shotguns and tried to argue, but they were all smashed into pieces by the Hulks.

Why do these people dare to stand here today, and why do they dare to kill Banner's son?

"Fuck you, come together and avenge my brother!"

The Shamat green-skinned monster screamed, and his body tensed up in an instant. All the muscles seemed to burst, and the green skin clung to his bones.

His legs were slightly bent, and then he exerted force. His whole body jumped into the air like a projectile. The ground where he was originally standing was trampled into a big crater, and dust flew everywhere.

In an instant, all the Thunder Warriors acted in unison. They quickly took out huge firearms from their waists almost at the same time. Their extremely fast hand speed perfectly exceeded the limits of human beings.

"Want to escape?"

The TV gave off a faint light, which reflected on the little old man's face.

The darkness and coldness outside the cave were overshadowed by a rush of wind, followed by a frightening voice that pierced the tranquility of the cave.

After the mess and dust, the screams of the greenskins completely disappeared, replaced by only dead silence and rotten flesh on the ground.

Wearing a pair of round glasses, he squinted and stared at the old video tape on the TV. It was "Scent of a Woman" that won the Academy Award in 1992.

"Ah! I'm——"

The bullets were like deadly swarms, densely penetrating Hulk's green muscles, tearing his skin, and erupting into large clouds of blood mist. The pungent iron smell filled the air, killing Matt Hulk. The body was torn into a ferocious piece of rotten flesh in the air, and the muscles and bones were shattered into pieces.

With a whoosh, the rocket flew towards the escape direction of the greenskins like a meteor, accurately poking one of them in the buttocks.

This guy who didn't know which generation of Banner's blood was at this moment no longer cared about dignity and face. He just wanted to escape from this place as soon as possible to avoid becoming the next unlucky guy in a pool of blood.

The blood mist that exploded in the air fell like rain and sprinkled on the ground, making this bloody scene even more eerie and terrifying.

"Shet."

The leading golden-armored warrior with white hair put away the crossbow on his right arm, and a calm voice echoed in the air: "Shoot."

In the cold cave, dim light was projected through the cave entrance, barely illuminating part of the space. The sound of dripping water on the stone wall came from time to time, adding a touch of moisture.

That was a movie video from decades ago. Although the picture was a bit blurry, the little old man seemed completely immersed in it, with traces of memories and emotions flashing in his eyes.

A green-skinned man suddenly jumped into the cave. His face was pale and full of fear.

Now that they have encountered real difficulties, the cowardice hidden under their green muscles finally burst out.

"Dad...what's going on outside?" A little head poked out from the door of the room, it was Logan's little daughter.

With the gamma power flowing in his blood, he will tear them into pieces alive!

Under the powerful pressure and devastating shooting of the golden-armored warriors, the resistance and arrogance of the greenskins evaporated in an instant.

Logan just came back to his senses at this time. Everything just happened was too shocking. He hurriedly waved his hands and rushed towards the wooden house, "Go back to the house, go back to the house and hide! There's a fight outside!"

The leading golden-armored warrior took off his helmet, revealing a resolute face. It was Eagle Eye who had been successfully injected with serum and put on power armor.

A green-skinned man in the distance was horrified by the horrific sight in front of him. He was trembling all over and pushed Logan away with a hard slap. Then he rolled and crawled towards the aircraft whose engine had not been turned off.

It wasn't until he was halfway up in the air that he realized how stupid he was for jumping up and becoming a target, but it was too late.

Each gun was huge and majestic, and the body of the gun was decorated with metal carvings, exuding a sense of solemnity without anger. The muzzle of the gun was turned and aimed at the Killer Hulk who was still in mid-air.

It all happened so fast that not even the few remaining Hulks and Logan in the distance could react.

His body, which was several times wider than an ordinary person, drew a curve in the air. The target was the group of golden-armored warriors. The Killer Matt Hulk's eyes were filled with crazy light, his green muscles were brimming with hair, and his arms were waving.

"I've wanted to do this for decades." The eagle looked at the corpses on the ground and couldn't help but grin with satisfaction, then strode toward the cabin:

"Don't be such a pussy, Logan, it's me!"

In this gloomy environment, an old sofa stood quietly, covered with a faded cloth cover. On the sofa, a skinny little old man was lying leisurely with a few soft pillows.

The green pupils of Killmate Hulk suddenly shrank, and he let out a low murmur.

After all, these Banner's descendants have never seen any truly powerful enemies in the wasteland. The only superhero they have fought, Wolverine, has long been sealed and can only be beaten without fighting back. Meat sand buns.

It's no problem that their skin can block some conventional weapons on weekdays, but are the things in front of them conventional?

That's definitely unconventional. Damn it, where did Wolverine get this kind of reinforcements from?

Sparks burst into the barrel of the gun, pushing the bullet forward and out of the barrel at extremely high speeds.

"Ah, ah, we don't want the rent anymore! We won't accept your rent anymore!"

Clint snorted coldly, put the helmet under his right armpit, raised his left arm, and a small groove popped up instantly, containing a small rocket.

In an instant, fire filled the air, and the shock wave of the explosion spread quickly, sucking the fleeing greenskins into the whirlpool of destruction.

It was great back then, no matter where I was.

"boom!"

"Dad! Something bad is going on!"

Hulk, who had just escaped first, seemed to have pressed a switch, and the other surviving greenskins also screamed and fled quickly following his footsteps.

They almost abandoned all dignity, just seeking the continuation of life. Along the way, the greenskins knocked down all the pitchfork wooden boxes blocking their way, and one was even so frightened that he peed, leaving a line of light water stains.

"What happened?" The little old man turned his head slightly and said with dissatisfaction, "If you dare to interrupt me for some trivial matter?"

Normally, this green-skinned man would have been cowed by his father's words, but he didn't care about anything at this time. He just stopped next to the little old man and gasped:

"Dad, it's not good! Someone is calling!"