Overwatch invades American comics

Chapter 46 Dangerous Soda

Rio de Janeiro, Brazil
Rocinha slum is one of the largest slums in South America, with hundreds of thousands of people living in it. It is known as the City of God.

The public security here is chaotic, gang fights often occur, crimes happen frequently, and police officers are killed by criminals every day.

The entire slum is made up of thousands of houses of varying sizes. It looks very spectacular from a distance. There are so many alleys and forks in the road that it looks like a huge maze.

A white man wearing a hat, a white shirt and carrying a backpack was walking on the street. He was looking around while walking, looking very cautious, as if he was afraid of being discovered.

Bruce Banner is a physics genius wanted by the US military, and his other identity is the terrifying Hulk.

After escaping from the United States, Bruce has been on the run around the world. He fought wits and courage with the Hulk Arrest Team and finally escaped to this place.

Rio de Janeiro is a paradise for criminals. Although it is dangerous and chaotic, it is precisely because of this complex environment that it is more suitable for him to hide.

One hundred and fifty-eight days had passed since his last transformation, and during this time, he would learn how to control his emotions every day.

He bought himself a pulse watch to monitor his heartbeat at any time. These days, he likes yoga, which makes him calm and peaceful.

In addition to these, he also has to go to work in the factory. Of course, he also has to go to work, otherwise he has no money and has to sleep on the street?
He worked in a bottling factory, which was dirty and full of a strong stench.

Bruce rubbed his nose. There was nothing he could do. The conditions here were pretty good. This dirty environment could better hide his whereabouts. After all, the military would never have thought that he would work in such a place.

After all, Bruce is a scientist and is good at physics. If he had not been contaminated by gamma radiation, he would have lived a good life in the United States and would have married Betty and lived a happy life...

Why? After all, his father-in-law is an American general.

But accidents never happen, who could have expected that he would become such a monster, be wanted by the military, flee everywhere, and could only hide in this remote place.

"Come here quickly, I need your help with something!" said the factory owner in Portuguese.

Bruce rushed over and found that a switch on the conveyor belt was broken. Bruce was a physics genius, and he could tell at a glance that the switch was short-circuited.

No, he discovered that only after he put on his glasses.

He fixed the switch in two or three moves. The factory owner said with appreciation, "You are really a smart man. You shouldn't be a temporary worker. You have been here for five months. Can I make you a regular worker?"

It's not that the boss doesn't want to transfer him, it's Bruce himself who doesn't want to transfer, because he knows that at some point, General Ross and his men might find him again, and he will continue to flee. There's no point in making him a regular employee, and it would save him a lot of trouble.

Just when Bruce was about to say something, his hand was accidentally cut and blood flowed out. A drop of blood fell from the sky and dripped onto a pile of empty bottles on the conveyor belt below.

There was a layer of hot air covering the empty bottles, making it impossible to see where the drop of blood fell. When this happened, Bruce's face suddenly changed.

"Turn it off! Turn off the teleporter!"

Bruce ran forward with a nervous look on his face. A worker quickly turned off the conveyor belt under the order of his boss. Bruce looked around. He knew that his blood must not be exposed to the outside.

His blood is dangerous, possessing terrifying gamma rays, powerful enough to drive a man crazy.

And he knew that if his blood was exposed, his whereabouts would definitely be exposed!

Just when Bruce was at a loss, he saw the drop of blood on the surface of the conveyor belt. He finally breathed a sigh of relief, quickly wiped the blood off with a cloth, then wiped the blood off his fingers, and finally took out the glue to stick directly on the wound.

Although this method is simple and crude, it is very effective and stops the bleeding instantly.

"Okay, no problem!" Bruce raised his hand and said to the factory owner.

The factory owner looked puzzled. Although this person was smart, why did he behave so strangely? Could he be a lunatic?

He just shed a drop of blood, is it necessary to care so much? It makes it look like his blood is poison.

Bruce went back to work, and the boss walked away. However, they didn't see that the mouth of an empty bottle not far away was stained with blood.

In fact, two drops of blood had just dripped from the wound on Bruce's finger. They first stuck together, then separated in the air, one drop fell on the conveyor belt, and the other drop fell into the empty bottle.

This empty bottle will soon be filled with soda, then packaged and exported to the distant United States.

Bruce never thought that because of this small mistake, he exposed his identity again!
A week later, a strange thing happened in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, USA.

A retired old man bought a box of Guarana soda, which originated in Brazil in South America and is very popular among Americans. This old man is one of the loyal fans of Guarana soda.

As usual, he felt thirsty and opened a bottle of guarana soda, but as soon as he took a sip, he felt something was wrong. Why did this soda taste like wine? A burning and stimulating feeling swept through his body.

The old man could never have imagined that the bottle of soda he drank was mixed with Bruce Banner's blood, the blood of the Hulk. This blood contained the power of gamma rays, which would cause his body to mutate and his mind to become confused.

Soon, the news about an 80-year-old man smashing cars with his bare hands and swinging telephone poles with his hands made headlines.

The local police came immediately and tried to subdue the crazy old man, but the old man who got the blood of the Hulk became so powerful that no police could stand up to him.

In the end, the police had to shoot him with a tranquilizer gun and took him to the hospital for treatment.

"Let me go!" The old man's body was tied up with restraints, and his eyes glowed green, as if a terrifying beast was sleeping in it. "I want to get out! Let me go!"

Although he used all his strength, the straps were much stronger than he had imagined.

Just then, the door of the ward was pushed open and a doctor and a nurse walked in.

"How is the patient?" asked the doctor.

The nurse replied, "It looks like food poisoning, but it's getting better now."

The doctor's brow furrowed. "Are you kidding me? What kind of food poisoning could lead to this?"

"He was talking nonsense before." The nurse continued, "He was shouting, 'I'm Stan Lee, I'm the father of Marvel, let me go or I'll write you to death.'"

"The father of Marvel?" The doctor shook his head helplessly and said, "It seems that he is not suffering from food poisoning, but is crazy!"

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