Hawke?
Anya?
What is all this about?
Bruce Banner and Natasha Romanoff exchanged bewildered glances.
Hawke's gaze towards Bruce Banner grew increasingly calm, his tone equally unwavering.
"September 10, 2009."
"Manhattan."
"That day, my sister and I were leaving Times Square when Abomination appeared, and Hulk appeared too."
"That day, those two monsters fought, and the entire neighborhood descended into chaos. In the aftermath of their battle, many innocent civilians perished."
"Including my sister."
"When Hulk slammed Abomination into a tall building, the falling debris struck my sister."
"..."
As Hawke spoke calmly, his voice somewhat ethereal, Bruce Banner and Natasha Romanoff, initially confused, gradually came to their senses.
Okay.
The victim's family has come knocking.
Natasha glanced at Bruce Banner instinctively.
A look of remorse crossed Bruce Banner's face.
He looked at Hawke, who was calmly staring at him, and opened his mouth to say, "I'm sorry for your sister's death."
Hawke scoffed.
Just as he was about to speak, Natasha frowned and interjected, "Hawk... Hawke, we sympathize with your sister's death, but it wasn't Bruce Banner's fault, it was Abomination's fault. Dr. Bruce Banner stopped Abomination."
Hawke's gaze fell on Natasha.
His tone was somber.
"You mean, my sister's death was collateral damage?"
"What?"
Natasha was taken aback at first, then shook her head.
"It's indeed heartbreaking that something like this happened. Nobody wants to see this happen. Your sister's death was an unfortunate accident."
Hawke said expressionlessly, "Abomination, I'll go find him, but my sister died because of the Hulk. If the Hulk hadn't thrown Abomination out, the debris wouldn't have hit my sister, and she wouldn't have died on the spot."
Natasha sensed something was wrong as Hawke's words gradually turned from calm to cold.
Bruce then said to Hawke with remorse, "I'm so sorry for your sister's death. Really, if I could, I would definitely make amends."
He wasn't a bad person, never had been.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have run away as his first reaction after awakening the Hulk.
Look at Abomination, Abomination transformed into Homelander the moment he transformed.
So the guilt was real, and the desire to make amends was heartfelt.
Hawke smiled upon hearing Bruce Banner's words.
He looked at Bruce Banner, a bright smile spreading across his face.
"Make amends? You have a chance. Hand over Hulk."
"What?"
"A life for a life. Hulk killed my sister. Since that's the case, then pay with Hulk's life."
"..."
Bruce Banner was stunned.
Natasha was bewildered.
Her gaze towards Hawke gradually became strange.
Do you want to hear what you're saying?
This guy is he crazy?
Natasha thought to herself, then shook her head speechlessly, pulling Bruce towards the sports car.
"Let's go..."
"Boom!"
A loud crash echoed as a palm print, visibly pressed against the body of the sports car parked not far away.
Instantly,the sports car deflated under the pressure of the palm print.
*Crack! *
Natasha instinctively drew her weapon from her back waistband, quickly cocked it, and pointed the muzzle at Hawke, whom she had just thought was a madman.
Hawke narrowed his eyes, looking at Natasha who had pointed a gun at him.
"Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt its debtor. Hulk killed my sister. Are you planning to protect the criminal, Ms. Natasha Romanoff, an agent from S.H.I.E.L.D."
"…"
Natasha's eyes narrowed as she looked at Hawke, who could clearly and accurately call her by name and background: "Who are you?"
Hawke ignored her, instead focusing his gaze on Bruce Banner, whom Natasha had just shielded behind her.
Seeing this, Natasha said in a deep voice, "Also, the criminal? Dr. Bruce Banner is not a criminal, and the President has already pardoned Dr. Bruce Banner."
The President?
Pardoned?
Hawke's lips curled into a mocking smile as he looked at Natasha: "Presidential pardon? What do I care? I, as a victim's family member, have said I won't pursue this matter."
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Natasha's expression instantly turned extremely wary upon hearing Hawke's words.
Just then, BruceBanner,who had been shielding Natasha behind him, stepped forward, reached out and pressed down on Natasha's sidearm pointed at Hawke, then pursed his lips and looked at Hawke, who had come to seek justice for his sister: "Listen, kid, I'm truly sorry for your sister's death, but it was Hulk who did it, not me. I'm also a victim of Hulk. Believe me, if anyone wanted Hulk dead more than me, no one would want him dead."
This was the truth.
At least, that's what he truly felt right now.
He was Hulk's first victim.
Because of Hulk, he lost his job in the military.
Because of Hulk, he lost Quantico's Big House and his father's girlfriend, who was a general.
And because of Hulk, he was forced to leave the beacon of democracy and run to an Indian family that reeked of excrement and various curry smells as soon as he landed.
Standing before Natasha, Bruce Banner looked at Hawke, who had come to confront him, his voice sincere and full of emotion.
Hawke chuckled.
"Dr. Banner, I know you are you, and Hulk is Hulk. That's why I haven't laid a hand on you. I said, every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt its debtor. So, I'll say it one last time: let Hulk out. This is between Hulk and me."
"No."
Bruce Banner shook his head solemnly. "Child, I can't fulfill this request. I can't control Hulk if he comes out."
Hawke sighed, bowing his head.
When he looked at Bruce Banner again, the calm in his eyes had completely turned into an icy indifference.
The next second.
Boom!
As Hawke's figure vanished from his spot, Bruce Banner was sent flying backward, crashing into the vacation cabin like a meteor.
Natasha stared at Hawke, who had taken his place, her eyes narrowing.
"Thank you..."
"Bang!"
Hawke kicked the shocked Natasha five meters away, his voice cold: "This is between me and Hulk. If SHIELD dares to interfere, I don't mind making the entire SHIELD an unavoidable collateral damage."
Natasha, who had been kicked and crashed to the ground, looked utterly incredulous.
Just then,a low growl came from the vacation cabin with a large hole smashed in it.
Looking through the hole, a faint figure could be seen struggling and roaring in the ruins, as if trying to restrain something from breaking free.
Sister.
I'll avenge you soon!
Hawke stood expressionless outside the door, took a deep breath, and quickly adjusted himself to his best condition.
At the same time, the figure in the ruins of the cabin roared even more violently.
Clearly,Bruce Banner could no longer restrain the Hulk's unleashing. With the sound of clothes tearing, the previously agitated cabin returned to complete silence.
The next second.
A massive green figure appeared before Hawke's eyes!
"Hulk!!!"
The enormous Hulk, sporting a watermelon-shaped head, leaped out of the large hole in the wooden house with a thud, roaring as he announced his release.
He swung his fists down at Hawke, who appeared as thin as an ant in his line of sight.
Hawke looked up, and the ground beneath his feet cracked the instant his right fist formed a fist. He met Hulk's mountain-sized fist with his own right fist.
Hulk's massive fist collided with Hawke's small fist.
Instantly,everything around him fell silent, as if entering a realm of absolute stillness.
But this was just an illusion. Less than a second later, a deafening roar, like a mountain splitting open, resounded, and a powerful shockwave instantly erupted from the point where the two fists met.
Bang!
The ground beneath Hawke's feet cracked inch by inch, spiderweb-like fissures spreading outwards from Hawke's feet in an instant.
Boom! From his elevated position, using the momentum of his leap to try and smash Hawk into pieces,Hulk was sent flying backward with a deafening crash.
The massive, hill-like Hulk smashed through the vacation cabin once more, falling inside.
The shockwave from their punches, like a raging hurricane, swept outwards in all directions, utterly devastating.
The vacation cabin, so close by, bore the brunt of the impact.
The wooden structure offered no resistance to this hurricane-like shockwave; in the blink of an eye, the wooden planks at the door were ripped off, followed by the door, the bed, and even the walls.
Natasha suffered the same fate.
Five meters away, the hurricane reached her, and Natasha, who had just stood up, had her face visibly contorted by the force of the wind, before she was once again propelled into the air.
Thud!
Natasha was thrown into the air by the shockwave, her body arcing through the air before crashing onto the roof of a yellow Corolla.
Natasha was an innocent victim.
The moment she hit the roof, all four windows and the front and rear windshields shattered.
The roof, needless to say, caved in.
Gwen, who hadn't intervened at close range but was hiding under the car nearby, stared wide-eyed at the Corolla her father George had given her when she was sixteen. And the woman lying on her car roof, seemingly asleep …
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