Marvel: Awakening the Universe.

Chapter 59 Let Hulk and Abomination also mourn!

Hawke's face was stern as he recalled what happened on the night of September 10, 2009. A raging fire of revenge burned in his azure eyes.

Gwen looked at the anger burning in Hawke's eyes, her expression silent.

She didn't seem surprised by this.

In fact, she did already know it. She found it from the list of victims of Hulk vs. Abomination that night when she asked her father George to do a small favor.

After all, that photo was taken when Hawke had just started school.

But Hawke never mentioned the girl in the photo, so Gwen guessed that the girl might have met with misfortune.

Plus, there is indeed some similarity between Anya and Hawke's eyebrows in the photo.

and so……

She is very smart, and her father is a sheriff, so it is easy for her to find information.

but!

"The Abomination is dead, Hawke."

Hawke said nothing.

He thought of the abomination in the movie who was still alive and well, and even in prison, but was taken out for a fight by some old king in the snow mountain.

He didn't watch the subsequent plot, but if nothing unexpected happens, the hatred will be cleared.

If it weren't for his situation, he wouldn't bother to care whether it was whitewashing or blackwashing.

But after Hawke experienced that night, he only had one feeling in his heart when he thought about this incident again.

nausea!

It's so fucking disgusting!
Hawke's heart was boiling with anger at this thought, but he quickly calmed down. He rubbed his face, then looked back at Gwen with a faint smile: "By the way, Wen, is there anything you need from me?"

The fire that had just risen in his eyes disappeared at this moment, as if everything just now was an illusion.

Gwen looked at Hawke, who exuded an aura of revenge in the last second, but turned back to his easy-going state in the next second, with a look of worry in her eyes.

But she could tell Hawke didn't want to continue the conversation, so she didn't.

Gwen smiled slightly.

"Someone from New York University will be coming to school today. Mrs. Snow couldn't find you, so she had to call me."

"New York University?"

"Ah."

Gwen nodded. "I heard from Mrs. Snow that today is the day to decide. Let's go."

Hawke was about to nod.

next second.

His eyes fell on the golf bag thrown to the side.

Hawke then looked at Gwen and said, "You go back first. I have an appointment and I plan to sell some things."

Gwen, who had already stood up from the ground, heard this and saw the golf bag placed aside, then looked at Hawke.

Eyes facing each other.

Gwen smiled slightly.

"Okay, I'll wait outside for you to go back together."

"……Row."

Hawke met Gwen's gaze, was silent for a moment, nodded, and then watched Gwen walk towards the forest path.

He slowly withdrew his gaze until Gwen disappeared from his sight, then caught a glimpse of the smiling face of his sister Anya's photo on the tombstone and turned his gaze back.

For some reason, in his eyes, at this moment, there seemed to be a hint of worry between the brows of his sister Anya in the photo.

Hawke smiled slightly, as if he was talking to his sister Anya, but also as if he was talking to himself.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine."

"You'll be fine."

"wait for me."

"It won't be long before I go to hell to take you home!"

After Hawke finished speaking, he took a deep breath, and as he exhaled the impurities, his expression completely returned to normal. After getting up from the ground, he hooked the golf bag with his right foot, then reached out and grabbed it firmly, turned around and left without looking back.

There is something to say.

Condolences?

This nonsense is useless. If you're so capable, make the enemy grieve too! Disgusting!

Hulk!

He will not let any of them go, and not only will he kill these two people, he will also find a way to go to hell to bring back his sister.

Someday.

almost.

Hawke thought silently in his heart, and then after leaving the area of ​​his sister's tombstone, he saw a woman not far away.

A nine-headed woman with a wild temperament, a golden bun, ice-blue-gray eyes with deep combing.

Just as he looked at the woman not far away, the woman seemed to notice his gaze and looked over.

Confirmed eyes.

Hawke nodded his chin slightly.

The woman's eyes lit up, and then she walked over. When she reached Hawke, she smiled and extended her right hand: "Anna."

Hawke shook hands, feeling the calluses on the right hand of the woman named Anna. "Hawk."

After saying this, he retracted his right hand, took the golf bag on his back and brought it in front of him, and opened it directly under the gaze of the woman Anna.

Anna's eyes lit up again when she saw the energy weapon emitting five faint lights in the golf bag.

She reached out subconsciously.

Hawke closed the package again before he could.

"money!"

"Hold on."

Anna was stunned at first, then she smiled and said something, then she pressed her right hand on the headset hanging by her ear and gave an order in French.

after awhile.

A tall and strong man in a black suit and sunglasses appeared in sight.

The man was pushing a carry-on suitcase that was about twenty inches long.

Anna didn't let the man come over. Instead, she went up to him and took the suitcase from him. After letting him leave, she walked back to Hawke and pushed the suitcase in her hand to him: "One million."

As Hawke reached out to take the suitcase, he also handed the golf bag containing five weapons to Anna.

Accompanied by a clicking sound.

The cabin bag is open.

Suddenly.

Hawke's eyes were met with stacks upon stacks of brand-new Franklins, packed full and neatly arranged.

Hawke subconsciously took a breath.

Can't blame him.

He was really used to being poor, so if he suddenly saw so much money, anyone would be a little bit out of control.

But Hawke quickly recovered and did not choose to check each bill one by one to see if they were counterfeit.

He felt that the other party would not be stupid enough to use counterfeit money to fool a being who possessed Chitauri alien weapons.

After Hawke buckled up his suitcase, he stood up and looked at Anna, who had just finished checking the Chitauri alien weapons.

"So……"

Hawke spoke first, extending his right hand towards Anna: "Happy transaction, Ms. Anna."

Anna smiled and shook hands with Hawke: "Just call me Anna."

Hawke smiled, followed suit, and changed his address.

"Well, happy trading, Anna."

"Happy business, Mr. Hawke. By the way, we are friends now, right?"

"of course."

Hawke said indifferently.

Anna's smile widened.

"That's great. As a friend, I've prepared a gift for Mr. Hawke. I hope you'll like it."

"..."

(End of this chapter)