The Enraged Hulk

Bruce Banner made his way toward the Northeast of Central Circle Street—a direction that happened to be the opposite of the one Aeneas had taken.

Therefore, Bruce Banner would need to spend some time if he wanted to find his master.

Dammit! Where on earth is Master?! Although Bruce Banner was temporarily occupying the Hulk's will, he was still enveloped by an emotion of rage.

In fact, one could even say that the Hulk himself was an aggregate of wrath!

Furthermore, the angrier he got, the stronger he became!

Bruce Banner crouched down halfway and threw his arms around a nearby giant tower, his ten fingers actually driving fiercely into the interior of the rock tower. After embedding himself tightly, the ground began to shake continuously, accompanied by violent roaring noises.

Bruce Banner had actually uprooted the entire tower on the spot?

Why was he doing this?

Not far away, many people saw a monster venting its anger—but what on earth was the reason?

They had already recognized that it was a certain kind of animal fruit, most likely the rare Human-Human Fruit, and after keeping a respectful distance, they still failed to escape danger.

This was because the Hulk never needed a reason to smash things!

Moreover, he absolutely did not care whether he accidentally injured others or not!

This was the enraged Hulk!

Where on earth is Master? These were the words roared from the Hulk's mouth, but to other people's ears, they sounded just like the howling of a wild beast.

"Snap!"

Someone stepped on a branch beside their feet, the sound going unnoticed in the noisy environment.

However, the source of the noise, the Hulk, noticed at a glance these people who had been hiding not far away and peeking.

"It's you!" Bruce Banner beat his chest and stomped his feet, leaping a hundred meters with a speed that was even about to break the sound barrier.

In the eyes of these thugs, all they saw was a mountain smashing down toward them, and the next moment they were turned into minced meat without the slightest chance to react.

"Ah—" Seeing their companions meet a miserable death, another person who was lucky enough not to stand with them let out a shrill scream.

"Master! Where is he?!" Bruce Banner forcefully suppressed his anger, looking at the trembling snot-nosed man with wet trouser legs, and said, "Speak quickly!"

The last two words almost scared this person out of his wits, and the wetting of his wits had already happened.

"What master, I don't know anything, don't kill me!" That person was completely dumbfounded, driven insane by Bruce Banner, and actually let out a miserable scream before fainting away?

"Awooo!" Bruce Banner roared toward the sky, leaped into the air, and jumped toward an even more densely populated area.

"The monster is coming!"

"Help!"

"Ah..."

Soon, the Northeast Street of Central Circle Street had completely fallen into chaos. Where the Hulk appeared, virtually not a blade of grass grew; everything in sight was to be destroyed, and any intact buildings and high-rise towers were to be smashed to pieces!

Any living, walking person was to be flattened!

However, the majority of those who died were some Freemans, while many organized groups were trying to find ways to deal with the Hulk.

"Boss! Boss! Boss!"

At this very moment, in the underground building directly below, a thug wielding a saber hurried into a deep room.

"Glug, glug!"

There were many strange devices in the room, and some translucent containers held liquids bubbling with eerie bubbles. The room had an unpleasant stench all over, and the thug nearly choked and vomited when he came in.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Making such a fuss over nothing!" A voice came out from the deeper, darker part of the room. "If you break my instruments, do you believe I'll melt you down?"

The thug was so frightened that his entire body gave a start, and then he stammered and said.

"Ca... Kham boss, ou... outside there is a monster, probably an Animal Fruit ability user, and the brothers can't handle him." The thug said cautiously, his body shrinking back involuntarily for fear of touching those terrifying instruments nearby.

"Animal Fruit?"

It turned out that the thug was facing none other than Kham, the boss of the District 2 Underground Syndicate!

"First Paramecia, and now Animal Fruit, are Devil Fruits so worthless nowadays?" Kham was obviously a little displeased. "My experiment has its final step; you go straight and take Weapon No. 1, and take those dozens of cannons as well. Blow that Animal Fruit to smithereens for me!"

"Yes, Boss!"

Receiving the order, the thug immediately took to his heels and ran.

Kham revealed one eye in the dark, a mechanical arm extending out, and the arm was connected to half of his torso.

This Kham turned out to be a cyborg?

"If it weren't for that Bellamy plotting against me, how could I have fallen to this state?!" Kham thought viciously. "The Lineage Factor is completely wasted, but my body has already barely been modified by more than half, so it can be used."

"Now, I'm going to make Bellamy pay the price of death!" Kham's gaze flashed, cold intent fully exposed. "No! I'm going to make him wish he were dead!"

"And this Animal Fruit, if even Weapon No. 1 doesn't work, then let 'them' give it a try..."

Kham smiled mysteriously, his body slipping into the darkness.

Only the sound of bursting water bubbles remained in the entire room.

Outside, after a spell of wild and ferocious smashing, the Hulk finally encountered a little bit of resistance.

Although most of the people participating in the Round Street Slaughter in Tinos were a mob, there were also a very few who could truly be considered strong individuals, ones who would likely be directly slapped with a bounty in the tens of millions if they went out to sea.

However, quite unluckily, they ran into Bruce Banner!

The Hulk!

Bruce Banner!

"Rock-Shattering Kick!"

A tall-statured man leaped up, the wind rising with his footsteps, and every time his feet landed, even rocks could be shattered.

"It's Rock-Shattering Will!" Someone exclaimed, recognizing this fellow famous for the Shave Technique. Although he was not one of the three dark horses of this Round Street Slaughter, he still possessed strength that could not be underestimated.

Of course, they did not know at this time that Bellamy and Andorhal had actually already dueled, and Bellamy had killed Andorhal.

Only two of the three dark horses remained.

Will's Shave Technique had been practiced since childhood, and the Rock-Shattering Foot was an affirmation of his ability. If his kick landed on a person's head, it would definitely smash the head to pieces!

Up until now, not a single person had launched an attack on Bruce Banner.

Now, Will would serve as this vanguard force.

"Meet your death, monster!" Will shouted loudly, his signature Rock-Shattering Kick descending directly from a high vantage point with lightning speed, his heel aiming straight at Banner's green head.

Yet Banner sensed a trace of threat above his head, tilting his head directly at the critical moment, and the Rock-Shattering Kick landed on Banner's frighteningly wide neck.

However, truth be told, he didn't even need to dodge this kick.

Because Banner didn't even feel how painful it was; he only somewhat blankly reached out and grabbed this extended leg,

"Crack!"

Bruce Banner directly crushed one of Will's legs, all the bones shattering and the muscles being flattened.

"Ah—" Will let out a miserable scream, his voice extremely desolate and bleak.

But Banner didn't care at all, directly grasping the crippled leg and swinging it out like a club.

Will, deceased!