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Chapter 404

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"I'm sorry, Mr. Bruce. We didn't take good care of Tiny this time."

Catherine and the girls from Little The Devil Gang stood beside Bruce Wayne in shame. Bruce Wayne didn't look too good, but that was normal. Anyone who saw their son almost in a life-threatening situation would be furious.

Rachel was also very nervous as she stood by the side. She watched the private doctor check on Damian Wayne, who had already woken up. Tiny looked at his angry father and was a little scared himself, but he still said very seriously, "Dad, it's not your fault.

"Dad, it's not Sister Catherine's fault. I was the one who followed Raphael into the sewers. They didn't know about it."

Looking at Bruce Wayne's unchanged expression, Damian knocked his chest with his fist.

"Besides, I'm not hurt, am I?"

Bruce looked at his son suspiciously. Batman's strong perception made him realize that his son must be hiding something from him. However, Damian's safety was definitely the most important thing now, so he turned his head to look at the private doctor who had served the Wayne family for 40 years. The doctor put down his stethoscope and said with a strange expression, "Uh, Damian is right.

Young Master Damian is right. Other than the abrasions on his shoulder, he's almost unhurt. "

The old doctor patted the young master on the shoulder and said, "He has a physical fitness that doesn't belong to a child of his age. If I have to say, Little Damian is as healthy as a cow."

This judgment made the Wayne couple's expressions slightly better. Bruce touched his son's head and turned to look at Catherine, who had a guilty look on her face. He whispered, "Your brother has been locked up in Gotham.

"Your brother grounded you in Gotham, Kathlyn. He is doing this for your own good. Looks like his method is worth learning … For the next month, Damian, you have to go to Rome to visit Fu. You have to learn noble etiquette from him. If he says that you have passed the test, you can come back to play. If you have not, you have to stay in Rome."

Bruce reached out and held his wife. Rachel reached out and patted Catherine on the shoulder, telling her not to feel too guilty. She turned to look at her son, and a trace of sternness flashed in her eyes.

"Mommy's going with you, Damian. Do you understand?"

"Oh."

Tiny Tot's head drooped. He knew very well that once his father spoke in such a tone, it meant that things were irreparable. When he walked out of the Saber Villa, Damian looked back and saw Raphael hiding on the roof, looking at him with a guilty face. Tiny Tot stretched out his hand and waved at Black Tortoise. While the Wayne couple went to get the car, he shouted towards the roof,

"Raphael, I'm going to Rome. I'll be back in a month. I'll look for you then!"

Black Tortoise also waved at him. Raphael swung his hand, and two cleaned batswords flew down with a whistling sound. They drew a beautiful trajectory in the air and landed accurately in Damian's hands. Tiny Tot waved at Raphael for the last time, then walked out of the villa. There, a luxury car was waiting for him.

In the dusk of the evening, Raphael helplessly watched Tiny Tot leave. He and this child hit it off quite well. Unfortunately, his carelessness almost killed him this time. This made Raphael feel very guilty. However, when Raphael turned around, he saw a person wearing a bat-shaped armor. He clasped his hands together like a black predator standing in the dark.

He looked coldly at Raphael who jumped down from the roof. His eyes did not have the surprise of an ordinary person seeing Black Tortoise for the first time. Raphael was shocked. He took a step back, and two fighting forks appeared in his hands. He had been in Gotham for a few days. The legend of Batman was like the background of the city. Raphael did not think that this fiend in front of him was here to chat with him.

"Whoosh!"

Batman opened his arms, and two batswords that were almost identical to Damian's appeared in his hands. However, they were more ferocious. His eyes under the bat-shaped helmet were very cold. His voice, which had been modified by a voice changer, was transmitted into Raphael's ears.

"You're Raphael? Saber told me that you're trustworthy … but I never work with weaklings. "

The next moment, his figure disappeared like a shadow. Raphael took a defensive stance, but he was still hit several times in an instant. His huge body was sent flying.

"Show me what you've got! Let me test if you have the right to occupy a place in Gotham! "

Raphael jumped up from the ground without any injuries. He lowered his body and stared at Batman. He said softly, "Don't be mistaken.

"Don't be mistaken, Big Bat … there are four of us …"

"Swoosh swoosh swoosh"

Three shadows jumped out from the darkness. The Black Turtles surrounded Batman cautiously. Donatello carried a modified katana, Michelangelo held a nunchaku in his hand, and Leonardo held the katana on his back. He looked at Batman in front of him.

"The Dark Legend of Gotham … we're here to test you! You're not the one testing us! "

Just as the Black Turtles and Batman were fighting, far away in New York, in a laboratory in the East Side of New York, the preparations for an experiment were nearing completion.

In the observation room on the second floor, Nick Fury was still wearing his iconic long black trench coat. He had a black eyepatch on his face and a big bald head. At first glance, he gave off a cold and indifferent feeling. He simply couldn't get close to him. He sat on a chair with his arms crossed and calmly looked at the busy experimental site below. Beside him sat an old general. His hair was still in the style of a soldier. Even though his hair was white, he still looked very energetic.

His chest was covered with medals, not just those ceremonial medals, but the medals of war heroes that only those who had been on the battlefield and contributed to the country could receive. He had a cigar in his mouth, and his temperament was arrogant and tough. At first glance, one could tell that he was an old-school soldier with an iron-blooded style.

"Fufu …"

The old general opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of smoke. He turned his head to look at Nick Fury and said in a low voice,

"I went to the ruins of Demon Island. You're hiding the news, right? It's definitely not just an experiment accident. My scientists told me that there was energy dissipation far beyond the level of modern civilization. There were also traces of destructive energy sweeping through. So I'm very curious, what are you and your SHIELD hiding? "

"We're not hiding anything."

Fury rolled his eyes and said casually, "We won't admit anything."

"That's why I hate dealing with you guys!"

The old general snorted and stood up discontentedly. He placed his hands on the railing in front of him and looked down at the intricate experiment field and huge experimental equipment. Then, a satisfied smile surfaced on his face.

"The Ultimate Soldier Plan, we will repeat the only success of the Super Soldier decades ago. I will personally create a new generation of Super Soldiers!"

"Stronger than Captain America, more powerful, and more obedient!"

He reached out and threw the cigar aside and looked back at Fury, "The most important thing is that he can be mass-produced! It doesn't matter if they are Mutants or aliens, as long as we have super soldiers, we will definitely win! "

"General Ross."

Fury yawned. He glanced at the old general who was caught in some kind of self-motivation. He said softly, "Let's see the results of the experiment. I hope you haven't forgotten Stryker's lesson."

"Hmph!"

The old general snorted coldly with great dissatisfaction. Stryker was the unlucky guy who died the most miserably in the Department of Defense. Fury's metaphor was simply malicious, but the Department of Defense and SHIELD didn't get along for a day or two. The old general didn't want to get angry with Fury. He stretched out his hand, and the next moment, a thin, indifferent tall man in a lab coat walked up to him.

Although he didn't wear a military uniform, the temperament of this guy was completely in line with the most traditional momentum that a soldier should have. He was silent, cold, but there was a kind of obedience. Looking carefully, this soldier was actually quite handsome. There was a blue light in his deep eye sockets. Judging from the lines of his face, he should be of European descent.

"Emil!"

General Ross stretched out his hand and patted the soldier in front of him on the shoulder. He said loudly, "You are the best soldier I have ever seen. Let me be honest. If this experiment fails, you may lose your life, but if it succeeds, I can guarantee that you will become the strongest soldier in the world!"

Hearing this, Fury curled his lips. General Ross was really naive and cute. The strongest soldier in the world, he dared to say that. Speaking of this, the disgusting figure once again appeared in Fury's mind. He shook his head fiercely and threw the memory of Saber out of his mind.

"Go, Emil! Treat this as another Afghanistan! "

General Ross waved his hand, and the soldier in front of him gave him a crisp military salute. He turned around and followed the experimenters down the stairs. When General Ross returned to his chair, Fury looked at the departing figure of the soldier and said, "What's wrong?

"This person is not easy to control … He is unruly and desires something in his heart. I have seen a lot of people like him."

"The current is stable! The gamma ray generator is stable! Open the nozzle! "

On the console of the test site below, a man with glasses, short black hair, a slender figure, wearing a white lab coat, and a small beard was busy operating the complicated equipment. Beside him was a beautiful woman with long brown hair as his assistant.

"Betty, check the voltage of the nozzle!"

The man turned around and winked at the beautiful woman. The latter snorted and pinched the man's arm in a place where General Ross couldn't see. "Banner, do you want to go to the Stark Expo tonight?"

The beautiful woman asked in a low voice. The male scientist shrugged:

"Of course, he invited me. Aren't you going to give me a kiss?"

The beautiful woman glared at him. "Don't mess around, my father is watching."

The scientist named Banner showed a disappointed expression, but then Betty quietly pecked him on the face. This scene was seen by General Ross. The old general knocked the cane in his hand discontentedly, and Fury asked curiously, "What do you think?"

"If I'm not mistaken, that should be your daughter, Betty Ross, right? Is she also one of the leaders of this experiment? "

General Ross breathed a sigh of relief and closed his eyes slightly.

"She is an assistant. The real leader is that guy named Bruce Banner. He has a relationship with my daughter. I admit that he is very talented, but he is not worthy of my daughter at all! But if he can help me complete this plan … I don't mind giving him this opportunity. "

"What if he fails?"

Fury asked maliciously. A trace of disgust flashed in General Ross's narrowed eyes. "Then tell him to get lost as far as possible!"

As the two important figures spoke, Bruce Banner saw Emir Bronski, who was about to enter the experiment module. He shouted, "You're here!"

He shouted, "Wait a minute!"

He quickly put on the experiment gloves, walked to the indifferent Bronsky, and whispered to him, "Wait a minute.

"Please wait for a minute. I want to check the experiment cabin one last time. This is a very delicate process. Any mistake will put you in a very dangerous situation."

Emil nodded. He tilted his head, indicating that Bruce Banner could start. The young scientist smiled at him, turned around, and walked into the experiment cabin. He began to use the instrument on his arm to carefully scan every corner. Being careful was always a good quality that a scientist could not miss.

But in a place where no one noticed, a guy in a military uniform looked around, quietly reached out his hand, and put a watch-sized instrument on the hydraulic pipe next to him. He then turned around and walked out quietly. 20 seconds later.

Boom!

A ball of flame suddenly ignited at the edge of the test site. This scene attracted everyone's attention. The next moment, a scream came from the test bench. Betty Ross frantically pressed the switch of the experiment cabin. She screamed, "Stop it! Stop it!

"Help him! Oh my god, he's trapped! "

Emil Bronsky, who was standing next to the experiment site, reacted the fastest. He reached out his hand to pull Bruce Banner out of the experiment cabin that had unexpectedly closed. Bruce Banner got up from the ground with difficulty. He placed his hands on the glass of the experiment cabin, frantically trying to fix the thick glass that was closing.

But the huge instrument above everyone's head had mistakenly activated under the impact of the overload current, and in an instant, it gathered an unimaginable amount of power.

Fury no longer had the time to laugh at General Ross. He looked down at his wristwatch, and the soaring number made his eyes widen.

"The gamma radiation is enough to kill! Let's go! It's not safe here! "

After that, he pulled the old general and rushed to the laboratory door. General Ross shouted:

"Emil, bring my daughter back! I order you! "

The next moment, Emil Bronsky rushed to Betty Ross without hesitation. He carried the screaming beauty and rushed out of the laboratory. The moment he stepped out of the laboratory, an unimaginable green beam of light appeared in the laboratory. It only appeared for less than two seconds before it disappeared. But behind them, the entire experiment site was destroyed.

Fury looked at the place that had been destroyed in an instant as if he had been burned by fire. His left shoulder was still aching from the impact and high radiation. He shook his head and looked at the mess around him.

"This is really … a terrible experiment!"

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