Everyone thought that Bruce would go black [Comprehensive British and American]

Me, all the time, everywhere. "

Bruce hugged the little golden retriever, the soft ball exuding warmth made him feel a lot more at ease.

The birds on the branch jumped towards Bruce's direction. They wanted to get to Bruce's side, but they didn't dare to get too close to him, so they flew around in a tangled manner.

Boom... Bruce suddenly heard the sound of gunfire not far away. Bruce stood up and didn't know what to do for a while, but the sound was so loud that Bruce covered his ears.

The little golden retriever was uncharacteristically docile and docile, it bit Bruce's trousers, and pulled it aside.

"Don't be afraid." He knelt down and hugged the little golden retriever, who was still struggling to wriggle in his arms.

"I always encounter this kind of thing. It's not safe to go anywhere, but I can't seem to die anyway. Someone will always get in the way." Bruce's eyes were lax and his expression was numb. He suddenly let go of his hand and let Xiao The golden retriever fell to the ground.

"Stay away from here, I want to try again if I can die successfully."

The little golden retriever reluctantly gave up and continued to drag Bruce, but he didn't leave either, and just stood quietly at Bruce's feet.

Large pieces of rubble kept falling from the sky, and countless steel bars and ruins slammed towards Bruce. Those things hit the ground heavily, stirring up a large cloud of dust.

As Bruce expected, no one came to get in the way this time, but none of such dense falling objects hit Bruce.

He stared indifferently at the river in front of him, a familiar golden color flashed before his eyes——

steve.

Bruce's indifferent look was broken, and he took two steps forward.

A man with iron arms gave him a nasty look, and he and Steve crashed into the water.

Just when Bruce stepped into the creek, the man had already emerged, and he grabbed Steve by the collar like a large piece of garbage, and dragged him to the bank.

"What's up with him?"

"Don't get in the way." The man with iron arms seemed to have experienced a fierce battle, and would fall to the ground in a second.

"Shut your mouth, don't say you've seen me." He dragged his tired body forward.

—Bruce gave him a heavy hand knife.