William had seen it all. After scaring off the students who'd gathered to watch, he stood a short distance away and observed the fight.
Just as he'd expected, Ross's army was no match for the big guy. They were nearly wiped out. But Blonsky didn't seem to have had enough, and ran over to provoke the Hulk.
But what happened when you picked a fight with Hulk?
With a bang, Hulk kicked Blonsky hard in the chest. He flew backward like a kite with its string cut, sailing seven or eight meters before slamming into a tree trunk with a sickening crunch. He was left a bloody mess.
Uh... that looked like it really hurt!
William shook his head and walked over to Blonsky. The stubborn ace soldier no longer even looked human. His entire face was covered in blood.
"It... it's you..." Blonsky recognized William. With barely a breath left, he spoke weakly.
William slowly crouched down. "Honestly, why'd you have to go and get yourself killed?"
Blonsky tried to say something, but the moment he opened his mouth, he began coughing violently, bringing up blood.
"Never mind, never mind. You'd better not talk." William stood up. "I'll avenge you!"
The latest attempt to capture the Hulk had failed once again. Just as Ross was about to order the troops to withdraw, he saw someone else walking toward the Hulk.
It was a young man with blond hair. If Ross remembered correctly, he was another survivor from the Hulkbuster Team.
He froze. Were all the members of the Hulkbuster Team idiots? Why did they all love charging to their deaths?
"William, get back here!" General Ross warned. "That monster is dangerous!"
William ignored Ross and called out to the Hulk from a distance. "Hey, big guy!"
Hulk heard someone