American Comics: BOSS Invasion

The assault boat was specially modified, and I don't know what dark technology was added, but at a critical moment, it could actually spray a strong airflow and fly up.

The small boat leaped up like surfing, crashing heavily on the deck of the ship's bow.

Bang!

Whirr!

With a crash, the assault boat was smashed to pieces, and seven or eight green freaks rolled out like gourds, crashing into many things before stopping.

Frank climbed up and shouted loudly, "Brothers! The feast has begun, let the revelry begin!"

"Woah, woah, woah!"

"Roar, roar, roar!"

With a cacophony of strange cries, the Green Goblin gang dispersed and rushed into the cabins.

The next moment, the screams became even more piercing.

If this place was just an escape scene just now, then now it is a key area swept by devils.

Those well-dressed nobles abandoned their reserve and image without hesitation, crying and shouting as they fled in all directions.

They knew that the chance of escape was very slim, but they still couldn't help but scramble around on all fours.

Bang!

The floor was smashed open, and green freaks landed in the hall one after another.

In just a quarter of an hour, this luxury cruise ship had become a living hell.

This was a playground for demons, almost unstoppable.

That's right, fortunately, there was still the word 'almost'.

The fat man Jack was very unlucky. He rarely went through a door, but he was stuck there by the narrow cabin door.

After twisting a few times, before he could struggle out, a huge shadow enveloped him.

Jack sniffed. The smell of cologne made him very disgusted. He threw a punch backward, smashing through a one-inch-thick steel plate, heavily hitting the person.

The scene of blood splattering that he expected did not appear. The person only stretched out a palm and wrapped his huge fist.

Jack turned his head and was stunned for a moment: "You should be dead, how did you grow so huge?"

The Red Tank grinned: "You have to go home and ask your father about that question!"

He exerted force on his hand and pulled down, and the huge force directly tore off Jack's left arm. Green blood spurted out, and a large pool appeared on the ground in the blink of an eye.

Jack screamed, his eyes turned red, his chest heaved, and the metal of his whole body made a twisted groan.

He rushed out like a cannonball and swung his other arm to smash over.

If this punch landed solidly, let alone a person, even a Tyrannosaurus Rex would have its head smashed.

Unfortunately, unlike Jack, who was lazy and relied on his natural strength to bully people, the Red Tank was a qualified warrior. He had experienced hundreds of battles and had participated in the Brotherhood in his youth, with dazzling performances in many battles.

Compared to those dangerous mutant abilities, the green fat men who relied on physical strength to act fiercely were undoubtedly the easiest to deal with.

The Red Tank showed a fierce look and met Jack's big fist with a fierce headbutt.

Then, a cracking sound was heard, and Jack's other arm was directly crippled.

Immediately afterward, a kick flew out and smashed Jack's head.

Blood splattered, splattering all over the walls of the passage.

The headless corpse fell to the ground with a bang.

The Red Tank glanced at the miserable green blood on his white suit with disgust, tore it into pieces, revealing the martial equipment that had already been neatly worn inside.

He took out a semi-circular helmet from behind and slowly buckled it on his head.

Click.

The buckle was locked.

A red light flashed on his body, and the Red Tank's size expanded again at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He punched his fists together, bursting out with a thunderous sound.

Then he smashed through the wall of the cabin and rushed directly to the hall.

Although the Green Goblin pirates were uneducated, they also knew that those who lived in first class were definitely rich people.

Their revelry this time was secondary, and the main thing was to kidnap a dozen hostages and extort a lot of money.

In modern society, no one is an absolute island. As long as you still want to interact with the outside world, money is essential.

Moreover, their father, Bruce Banner, is a complete research fanatic. Even if he is crazy, he still can't forget his experiments.

If the research funding for next month is collected, there will definitely be no good results.

Therefore, three members of the Green Goblin gang came forward and were about to attack Qi Shan without saying a word.

Each of them was dressed in tattered clothes, with distorted faces, strange postures, and gold and silver jewelry hanging on their bodies, messy and disordered. Most of them were stained with blood, and it was obvious that the previous owners had died miserably.

They shouted frantically, swinging Wang Ba fists.

Qi Shan didn't even look at them. Several Artificial Human No. 30s, plus Wolverine, easily blocked them outside.

Artificial Human No. 30's fists and feet were heavy, and with the blessing of Qi, they could blast the body tissues of the green freaks between their gestures.

Dark green blood splattered in the air, and the crisp sound of bone fractures, screams, and whimpers alternated.

The corpses fell to the ground and were thrown into the sea.

Wolverine's side was even more straightforward. In front of his Adamantium alloy sharp claws, the green freaks were as fragile as little girls.

Before they even had time to scream, they were directly cut into eight pieces by Wolverine, the scene was quite cruel.

After dealing with the other party, Wolverine even had the mood to sit back in his seat and continue eating donuts, wiping the disgusting dark green blood on his hands little by little on the napkin.

Qi Shan subtly rolled his eyes, but he was too lazy to say anything to him.

The artificial humans consciously cleaned the scene and threw the fragmented body parts of the unlucky ghosts into the sea.

Just as this side had finished processing, they heard a bang from below. A green corpse smashed through the ship wall and crashed into the sea in a parabola.

Then there were successive green clumps, flying out of the cruise ship with a rustling sound of blood.

Qi Shan saw from afar in the crack, the Red Tank, whose size had expanded by more than two circles, grabbed Frank's waist with one hand, and directly tore off his two arms with the other.

Frank screamed loudly, blood gushing wildly.

The Red Tank remained unmoved and said in a cold voice: "Freak, tell me Banner's coordinates!"

"You're dreaming! Red Tank, don't think that escaping my father's pursuit is anything great. If he wasn't obsessed with experiments, he would have died more than ten years ago!"

"That's not the answer I want!"

The Red Tank held Frank horizontally and tore him in half from the waist as if tearing wrapping paper, and threw him on the ground.

Then he stepped on his abdominal cavity, and Blanc's internal organs all ran out.

Colorful, it looked exceptionally terrifying.

"If you don't say it, it doesn't matter. The assault boat has coordinate data left on it. The moment you boarded this ship, it was already exposed," the Red Tank sneered.

Frank widened his eyes, somewhat incredulous: "You? You actually deliberately led us here?"

"Too much nonsense!"

Bang!

The Red Tank kicked out, and Frank's head directly exploded into a rotten watermelon.

His eyes showed a cold light: "Banner, your death is here!"