A Journey of American Comics Starting from the Zombie Universe

Chapter 139 Back to the present
In an old-looking bar, the dim light reflects faint dust particles, creating a comfortable and calm atmosphere.

There are various bottles of wine neatly arranged on the wine rack. The bar owner, a balding middle-aged man, is concentrating on wiping the wine glass in his hand with a piece of cloth.

This is a superb business skill. Standing in front of customers all the time will make them a little uncomfortable, so he chooses to keep a moderate distance to make customers feel relaxed and comfortable in the bar, so that they will buy more Drink wine.

"Gudu."

The bald bar owner swallowed his saliva lightly, feeling his throat a little dry, and a drop of cold sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.

But at this moment, his purpose of doing this is not to make customers feel relaxed, but to cover up his inner tension and fear.

A muscular green-skinned man sat at the bar. His face and mouth were covered with bright red blood, and his eyes were unusual. One pupil was as big as a cymbal, while the other was as small as the tip of a needle.

These strange eyes revealed a vicious energy, as if there was endless wildness and ferocity hidden in their depths.

And the blood on that face was not his.

Several broken corpses were scattered on the ground, their throats were bitten open fiercely, and the floor of the bar was stained red with blood.

These corpses used to be the regular customers of the bar owner, a group of honest and responsible workers, but today they fell into a pool of blood without warning.

The faces of those workers were distorted with fear and pain, and their dead eyes were still wide open, as if they were still struggling in endless fear.Overturned chairs and broken cups were scattered around the body, making it a complete mess.

"Old stuff! Another ten bottles of beer, I got a working motorcycle today, it's time to celebrate!"

The green-skinned man shouted loudly and slapped the bar with a loud bang. The powerful force caused some dust to fall on the roof.

The bar owner hurriedly wiped the sweat from his forehead, trembling, walked to the wine rack, and began to prepare the ten bottles of beer.His fingers couldn't help trembling a little, facing the son of Banner in front of him, he didn't dare to neglect in the slightest.

Just a few minutes ago, his regular customers just couldn't understand the behavior of this gamma monster-the motorcycle he 'fucked' still had a lot of blood on it.

So he muttered a few words, and ended up in the current situation.

"Anything you want, Boss Luke." The bar owner responded timidly. He carefully grabbed a few bottles of beer and placed them in front of the green-skinned man.Then, he turned around to get the rest of the wine, without any hesitation.

"Hahahaha! Okay, well said!"

The green-skinned man, Luke, looked up and laughed, as if he was very satisfied with the atrocity just now.His laughter was ferocious and hoarse, like the roar of a wild beast, which made the atmosphere in the bar even more depressing.

The bar owner didn't dare to look back at the corpses. He could only lower his head and continue preparing drinks, trying to pretend to be calm.

The green-skinned man held the wine bottle tightly with one of his thick palms, and pressed hard on the neck of the bottle with his thumb.With a crunching sound, the mouth and cap of the bottle detached directly from the bottle and flew out with a roar.In an instant, the sharp bottle cap went straight to the back of the bar owner's neck.

The bar owner was lowering his head to sort out the drinks, completely unaware of the approaching danger.Suddenly, a sharp pain spread to the back of his neck, he twitched suddenly, and the wine bottle in his hand almost slipped from his hand.He gasped, and then covered the injured part.

"Please, please stop causing trouble." The bar owner turned around with trembling voice, his eyes full of fear.

Hearing the boss's plea for mercy, Luke directly moved his face towards him, staring at the boss with his big and small pupils, opening his mouth to reveal a bloody yellow tooth, "Come on, buddy, I look so gentle, like Do you look like you’re looking for trouble?”

"Bam—"

Just when the boss was in despair, there was a sudden sound behind the green-skinned man, and then a mass of colorful matter floated in it, and then a thing that looked like a sled slipped out of it, floating steadily in mid-air.

The protective cover on the sled slowly rose, revealing a man wearing protective clothing sitting inside. He jumped out and looked around.

According to the data on the console just now, the time is right, but the space seems to be a bit wrong, Bai Ye thought silently, then noticed the two people in front of him and the corpses on the ground, and frowned slightly.

Sure enough, there are still some remaining members of the Hulk Gang scattered in the wasteland. It seems that the subsequent cleanup work will need to be more meticulous.

"What's happening?!" Luke suddenly turned his head to look, and the scene in front of him made him stunned.

In his line of sight, a person wearing a strange protective suit appeared, and a strange-looking vehicle floated beside him.

His pupils shrank suddenly and he felt an inexplicable chill. This sense of threat from the unknown made him shudder.

Bai Ye walked towards the green-skinned man who was several heads taller than him, grabbed his neck, and clasped his fingers tightly like iron vices.

"Ho ho uh uh."

Luke's eyes gradually protruded, and his throat made a hoarse voice. He tried hard to say something, but he could only make an incomprehensible guttural sound.

Then, Bai Ye swung hard, and the green-skinned man was lifted high into the air and thrown towards the door of the bar.The green-skinned man's body flew out like a cannonball and crashed directly through the wall of the bar, causing broken glass to fly everywhere.

There was a sudden silence in the bar, and the boss watched this scene dumbfounded. The news that the Hulk Gang was wiped out had not had time to reach him.

In his impression, there are almost no people who dare to directly resist the Hulk gang. He can't even think about picking up a Hulk like a little chicken, and throwing it out.

The green-skinned man flew in the air for half a second, then fell heavily on the street, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Luke climbed up from the ruins with difficulty, wiped the blood from his mouth, then stared at Bai Ye, and let out a low and hoarse roar, "Wait! When I see Dad, he will send someone to clean up." your!"

"Then you go to see him now." Bai Ye said softly, stepping over the broken wooden planks on the ground, he walked steadily towards Luke.

With every step he took, the anger in Luke's eyes faded, replaced by growing fear.

When he got closer, Bai Ye gently stretched out a hand, tightly grasped Luke's shoulder, and twisted his arm tentatively, but he couldn't even move it.

"Didn't you tell me to go see my dad?" Luke's lips trembled, and his voice was full of unconcealable fear.

"That's right." Bai Ye blinked.

Then he swung out a punch and passed through Luke's chest mercilessly. Even the strong ribs and muscles could not withstand the blow, and blood and broken bones spattered out.

Luke's eyes widened on the spot and he lost his breath on the spot.

And Bai Ye pulled his hand from the green-skinned man's chest, and tore off the blood-stained hand protective clothing with all his strength. On his wrist, a pair of golden bracelets shone brightly, emitting a faint light.

(End of this chapter)