Transforming American comics starts with a leap of faith

Chapter 137 Bruce Banner

In the central city where Suger talks to Tony, Zaun.

It was already night, and a graceful female figure was walking in the residential area as if nothing had happened.

Even out of the taste of one step and three shakes...

If it were placed in New York, this picture might not be unusual. There are many beauties in that city. In a prosperous area with good security, there are countless similar beautiful cultural scenery.

But this is Zaun, the city of chaos.

A woman, a woman who is recognizable as a stunner at a glance, appeared here at night... It can be called a fantasy event.

No, the trouble came naturally.

The villain had three scars on his face, and stopped the woman's footsteps with a smile.

"Little girl, didn't your father tell you not to run around after dark?"

This woman knew that she was not a prostitute by looking at her attire, but in the eyes of this villain, there was no difference.

He just drank to his heart's content at the only entertainment place in the city, and naturally he had to taste a couple of mouthfuls of the delicious food delivered to his door.

The woman in the shadow raised her head, revealing her fair face, gently parted her vermilion lips, and asked innocently, "What did you just say?"

The beautiful scene made the villain stunned.

He guessed that the girl would be very beautiful, but he didn't expect to be so beautiful...

The cold wind blowing at night made him sober up a little.

The villain moved his throat and swallowed, but he didn't feel dizzy, but he clearly felt: Something is wrong!
Such a beautiful woman has not been wiped out, and some of them definitely have more than two strokes.

It's a lot!
The villain laughed, put his right hand on his waist without moving, and said.

"It's nothing else, just asking if you need any help. You see, it's not easy for everyone to make a living in this city. It's still necessary to make things easier for each other."

What is inside and outside the words is to expose what happened just now.

"Really? Then you are such a caring citizen, maybe Joker should give you an award."

"You don't have to, I still have something to do, so I won't waste Miss's time, haha."

After finishing speaking, the villain slipped away, walking very slowly, but kept his hands on his waist.

The woman watched him leave, hesitated for two seconds, and decided to let him go.

After all, it was just a verbal offense.

"Those who can occupy a place in this city have their own mature philosophy of survival."

Another figure stepped out of the darkness, wrapping himself tightly, as if he was afraid that others would see his face.

Listening to the voice, it was obviously a man.

The woman smiled softly and said, "Then what about you, Banner? What is your philosophy of survival?"

The man glanced at her with an inexplicably distressed tone.

"Do not be angry."

"Hmm, it really suits you."

The woman said so.

She knew very well that if this man was angry, it would be a disaster wherever he was placed.

These two people are naturally Bruce Banner and Natasha Romanoff, and they can also be called in a more familiar way.

Hulk and Black Widow.

Bruce Banner had been hiding in the jungles of Southeast Asia. The complex natural environment, backward electronic technology, and even natural political and military barriers gave him a little respite from the intensive pursuit by the American military.

But now, he has a better choice.

That is Zaun.

The city has proven itself that it can hold its own against political oppression in America, the darkest shadow in the light.

Still blatantly black.

Bruce Banner is certainly not a super villain, but Zaun is undoubtedly very suitable for him to survive. Even if he accidentally goes crazy and kills ten people, ten and a half of them should go to hell.

No need to feel guilty at all.

The two weeks he's been here have been the most relaxing for Bruce Banner in years.

Especially after being irritated two or three times, he gained the long-lost peace in this noisy and chaotic city.

It's a pity that this peace didn't last long. Just yesterday, Natasha came to the door.

She said: We need your strength.

Bruce Banner actually doesn't like Hulk. As a rational scientist, it's a pretty bad experience to become a stupid big man who only knows destruction.

But Natasha revealed another side of the world to him.

Wonders, protoss.Hex.

Dragons, evil gods... the terrifying void.

He hesitated at first, but when the ray of hope shone on the world, Bruce Banner erased the confusion in his heart.

If the world needs a hero, then whether it is Bruce Banner or Hulk, it is obligatory.

"When are we leaving?"

Bruce Banner's blood boiled, and he was about to join the wave of heroic cause.

Natasha told him: "Don't worry, we have another goal this time."

Banner's heart: So I'm not the only one.

Fortunately, Dr. Banner has a big heart.

The two walked all the way, and heavy footsteps sounded in front of them. It was a robot, and it was carrying something in its wide palm.

This thing is four meters high. It is a new gadget that has not been equipped for a long time. It is named Scavenger. Currently, there are about two hundred units equipped.

The style is relatively rough. After all, this city does not yet have a mature industrial system.

Natasha reached out and patted the thick metal shell when it passed by.

"Information shows that the mechanical pioneer is developing a main intelligence called the Apple robot, which will unify these scavengers."

Bruce Banner is also a genius, and he knows exactly what that means.

"Victor is really good."

Natasha: "Yes, Zaun is about to enter the age of intelligence."

Skipping some insignificant episodes, the two quickly arrived at their destination, which was exactly where the villain left.

a bar.

It doesn't have a name, but if you had to call it Zaun's Bar, it's the only one on the island.

It's not that no one tried to open a second one, but the owner was sunk in the trench the next day.

As soon as you enter the door, it seems that you have entered a new world.

A world where demons dance wildly...

A man with a head completely like a crocodile...or possibly a woman, was laughing. Sitting across from him was a burly man who was taking out a pistol and handing it to the big crocodile with a sore face.

The latter took it and played with it fondly.

The two don't know the cause and effect, and they are not even very interested, because similar things abound here.

Of course, there are people who can't reach an agreement, so just fight directly, and no one will care about the ending.

Because similar things abound.

When passing by the noisy crowd, Natasha's beauty naturally attracted the attention of some people, but all the people who appeared here were ruthless people, pure idiots had long since died, and no one foolishly came forward to make trouble.

Finally, they arrived at the bar smoothly.

There was a person there, drinking alone... and he was the only one.

There were so many empty glasses on the bar, it was hard to imagine how much he had drunk.

There is a very counter-intuitive place. Drinks in this bar are actually free of charge... Compared with entertainment venues in the general sense, this place is more like a communication platform for Zaun people.

Moreover, money in the conventional sense has no meaning at all in this city, and what circulates in the market is often some very rare things.

For example, the pistol that was just obtained by the crocodile man is a rare black technology weapon in the outside world.

from Wakanda.

Although it has not been established for a long time, quite a few treasures have appeared here.

However, even without money, very few people would dare to drink so much, because in Zaun they would become unconscious after drinking... they probably wouldn't be able to wake up.

Of course, this guy has no such troubles.

"Hey, Logan."

Natasha said hello.

Logan, who was pouring down his stomach, turned his head, revealing that face that was neither human nor wolf.

Well, in Zaan, this face is not bad, it can barely be called strange.

Natasha continued: "We need your help with something."

Logan's response was straightforward:

"roll."

(End of this chapter)