Blood ticked and ticked, and a large amount of blood gushed out from Rose's broken hand like a fountain in the Tianshan Mountains. Several ligaments and tendons were also pulled out and hung weakly on the ground.

Ross screamed, then bit his lips tightly, biting deep blood marks. Sweat on his forehead appeared densely and dripped down his face. The huge pain made Ross' face a little distorted, and the pain that penetrated his bones marrow made him under terrible pressure on his spirit and body.

"Don't worry, my beloved General Ross, just scream if you want to scream. There are no one around here. The soldiers and middle- and low-level officers were sent to the front line to fight, and the other living senior officials and guards were killed by me."

Donny put away the ferociousness on his face and looked at him with a gentle expression.

"Donny, do you know what you are doing? After that, someone in the military will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly. You will be an international wanted criminal and no one can save you! Only..."

"You can only save me?" Donny interrupted Rose. In the narrow space, the flash of light from the equipment turned everything into silence.

"Do you really think I'm afraid of death?! I've never been afraid of death, I just don't want to die yet!"

Donnie suddenly raised his voice, and his face, who tried to maintain peace, gradually turned crazy, with scarlet blood lights that were almost not human.

He took one of Ross's palms and leaned against his mouth. He bit it hard in Ross's dull gaze, mixed with blood and tears, chewed it for a while, and slowly swallowed it into his stomach.

Gulu.

"I should have died long ago. That night, you were standing on the helicopter and looking down at everything. Of course, you wouldn't care how many people died below, who died, and you wouldn't remember what their names were. I just watched them two, in the cab, as the truck rolled, their necks broke."

"I have killed hatred, then you, and finally Hulk. No one of you can do anything. I won't give you a chance to turn you into a red giant, and I won't give Hulk the chance to turn him into a Green Sorrow or a Four-armed Hulk."

Donny recovered from his madness again, adjusted his sitting position silently, and looked at Rose gently again.

But it was this gentleness that made Ross' scalp even more numb. In the dark, something terrible was born and catalyzed by him.

"Do you know, General Ross?" Donny said gently. This time, he tore off Ross' arm, regardless of the other party's soul-based screams, stopped bleeding for the other party and was considerate.

"The world is dangerous and crises are constant. I know this since I was born, and it is better than any of you." Donnie said. "I thought about moving and finding a remote corner to survive, but reason tells me that this behavior is stupider and may bring me a brief peace. But after one extra-star enemy has arrived, if that small place is affected once, we will be completely finished."

"New York, no matter how bad it is, it is a military important place. Superheroes are everywhere. This city has been attacked many times but has not been truly destroyed. And what about those small places? Not to mention superpowers and aliens, only a few small organizations or gangs who are fleeing are targeted by us. We have no place to cry. Being remote in itself means no one cares about it, let alone heroes come to save us."

"We only need to encounter a crisis when moving, and we will be finished. Unfortunately, I thought I had made the best choice, but we were the most unlucky people."

Donny murmured at Ross and made the other party confused. Every time he said something, he would tear off a part of the noble Ross and stop the bleeding as soon as possible.

The arms, feet, eyes, tongue, nose, teeth, and then, the internal organs were removed. Downey was extremely serious in every move, with pilgrimage purity and simplicity.

"By yours, my dear noble general, I was afraid of death, but after that day, I was not afraid of death at all. People are afraid of death because they have nostalgia for life, career, relatives, or bonds, etc. Then tell me, what else is left? Apart from my bad life, it is gone."

"I only have my bad life left, everything is to kill you and Hulk. To be honest, if I hadn't been worried about being attacked by a nuclear bomb, I would have killed you long ago. Do you really think I'm so loyal to you? What kind of super soldier technology is also what I snatched from someone else and modified, just to get close to you and kill you."

Ross was covered in blood and blood, and his skin was torn off by Donny little by little. The slight ups and downs in his chest showed that he had a breath left.

Donny was very careful, so attentive that he took out numerous medical boxes for Rose to carefully stop bleeding and suture wounds, of course, the kind that did not take anesthetics.

"I encourage you to attack Wakanda, and let tens of thousands of soldiers accompany you to die. Even if you die, it will be completely stinking. If a dead person takes the blame, the politicians in the country will definitely be happy. Your daughter will always live in the swearing of public opinion. And what about me? Have you heard the artillery fire and roar outside? I am leading my legion and the remaining soldiers to fight bloody battles. I am a superhero, gaining huge reputation and political chips, and accepting everything from you in full."

"I, a mutant, an alien in the eyes of many people, will step on your body and walk to a height beyond you."

"The people will worship me crazily, soldiers will support me crazily, and some officials will be attracted by me, provide me with political asylum, and accommodate more people."

"I know, I know, you are actually guarding me, so I only transformed some of the machinery on the battlefield over there. In fact, now I am fully capable of revitalizing all the four aircraft carrier battle groups on the beach. But I am not stupid. If I do that, what greets me is not flowers and applause, but a nuclear bomb. Too strong power will only make those people feel uncontrollable."

Donnie took the bottle of serum that was found from Ross and said gently what made Ross completely fall into an ice cave.

"I will inject this bottle of Hulk serum into your daughter, let her work for me and make up for her father's fault with everything she has. Don't worry, General, as a descendant of sinners, I will send her to the battlefield and eventually let her die in the hands of a terrible enemy..."

"Oh, why are you trembling? I understand. Are you trying to ask about the success rate after the injection? What does that have to do with me? If I succeed, I will have an extra powerful warrior, die... If I die, I will die, just an extra corpse."

"Your Super Soldier Project will be realized and carried forward in your daughter. General, are you excited? Are you excited?!"

Ross was left with only a piece of flesh and blood on his upper body, and only his ears were deliberately kept by Donnie. At this moment, he trembled wildly, and his throat made a sound, and his body was like a pitiful maggot squirming desperately. Unfortunately, his tongue was torn by Donnie and he couldn't say a word.

Donnie didn't care what he said. The Avenger slowly stood up and stared at the enemy calmly, without any trouble, then stretched out a hand covered with sin, and grabbed the other party's neck and exerted a little bit of force.

Finally, it was completely cut off, and Ross slowly lost his breath and died with endless pain and resentment.

"I have no means to capture the soul. You should be glad that it would be great if I could capture the soul..." Donnie raised his head blankly and murmured to himself, "Ross, you can see this as my last kindness to you, and I will let your soul go."
Chapter completed!