As soon as Carl came out, he saw that he was surrounded by soldiers. There were also many researchers collecting the blood that Carl and Hulk had dripped on the ground.
Tony had an ugly expression on his face as he spoke to a general with white hair who looked like a tough guy.
The helicopters in the sky had disappeared. It was obvious that the general had found a way to clear them away.
When he saw Carl appear, Tony's eyes burst with surprise. He heaved a sigh of relief and walked over to Carl excitedly. He looked at Carl's eyes that had recovered.
"That woman is a friend of mine. She doesn't want to reveal her name! However, I can't waste my blood. I've tempered it before!”
Carl said casually. He looked at General Ross, who was looking at him curiously. Then, he stretched out his ghostly hand that was no longer chained and was covered in golden runes. A bloody suction force was emitted from Carl's hand.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Carl's blood, whether it was on the ground or collected by the researchers, was absorbed into Carl's ghost hand as if it was alive.
"I have to say, this is really disgusting!"
Tony's mouth twitched as he sighed.
"Karsus, right? Your blood won't coagulate, and it's extremely hot. We need to draw a tube for an experiment.”
Ross saw that Carl had a way to retrieve his blood, so he quickly said to Carl and turned around to signal a middle-aged man in a white coat to draw Carl's blood.
"Alright!"
A katana appeared in Carl's hand. When the middle-aged researcher in a white coat walked over with a syringe, he waved it gently.
A wave of sword energy instantly split the researcher in half.
After doing all this, Carl raised the katana in his hand and looked at Ross indifferently. His meaning was obvious. If you're not afraid of death, then continue.
Carl's move instantly made the atmosphere extremely tense. The surrounding soldiers immediately raised their guns and pointed them at Carl nervously.
They had all seen how powerful Carl was. Although they did not think they were a match for Carl, they were soldiers, and guns were the only weapons they had to protect themselves.
These soldiers only hoped that their commander could deal with this soldier. Otherwise, if they really fought, they would be in trouble.
"How dare you! Do you want to go against the US government?”
Ross was stunned, and his face darkened.
Ross had thought about how Carl was unwilling to have his blood drawn. He was just testing Carl. Obviously, Carl had a backer. Not to mention Tony, just with S.H.I.E.L.D. in the middle, Ross could not do anything to Carl.
However, Ross did not expect Carl to kill a researcher without hesitation.
"Hmph, I'm a legal citizen of the United States and the second largest shareholder of Stark Industries. I suspect that you want to hurt me, so what's wrong with retaliating? If you want to draw my blood, show me the permit from the relevant department!”
Carl wasn't afraid at all in the face of so many guns pointing at him. Instead, he revealed a dangerous gaze. Blood began to seep out of his right hand, condensing into a blood sword that Carl held in his hand.
Looking at Carl's actions, Ross took a deep breath. This kid was about to start a fight.
At this time, Ross was also in a difficult position. He quickly used his eyes to signal Tony, who was watching Ross suffer with interest, to speak up to ease the awkwardness.
"Ahem, ahem, that little Carl, General Ross didn't mean that!”
Tony broke the silence and said to Ross,"
"Ross, you're the one who started this. Now that Little Carl's identity has been exposed, the whole world knows about him.”
"This matter has blown up too much. It's very difficult to explain to the Congress. I have to get something!”
Ross shook his head and sighed, his tone somewhat bleak.
Ross was a famous tough general. If this was a time of war, he would definitely become a hero.
However, in this era of peace, the government only wanted to try not to cause trouble and cut spending. Therefore, a tough general like Ross who pursued power was not so easy to survive.
Of course, Ross was just a tough person. He was not the kind of person who did not know how to behave. Otherwise, Ross would not have been able to climb so high with his unpopular style.
After all, there were many things in America that needed a general like him who dared to do anything.
"I will fully support you, but I don't know how far you can go. At least you won't be able to do anything for the next few years.”
Tony said.
The Stark family had some power. Tony's words made Ross heave a sigh of relief, but he was still unwilling to give up Hulk.
"Don't even think about it. That green monster isn't something you can control. Do you really want to die? I'll get S.H.I.E.L.D. to help you clean up your mess!”
Tony looked at Ross and said speechlessly. Then, he suddenly slapped his head and said with a changed expression,"
"Carl, Happy just called to say that Pepper fainted. He probably saw you being hit by Hulk and has been sent to the hospital by Happy.”
As Tony spoke, he took out the metal wings and eyepatch that Ross 'men had collected and that Carl had thrown away before he went berserk. He handed them to Carl and looked at Carl's eyes that had already recovered. He said uncertainly,
"Do you still need an eye mask? It seems that you can conjure an eye mask yourself, right?”
"No need. I don't need the metal wings either!”
Carl waved his hand.
"Do you want me to carry you and fly?"
Tony looked at Carl's disdainful expression with a black face. He resisted the urge to beat Carl up and tried hard to tell himself, I can't beat him, I can't beat him!”。
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