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Chapter 109 Wait, You Know Jane Foster?
Martin's shotgun was used to great effect in the sewers.

Although the mutated rats couldn't be killed in one blow, it was enough to stop the hordes of rats from rushing.

"Damn it! If I knew it, I would have brought missiles!"

Stark was already annoyed by these mice, but he didn't dare to move casually, after all, there were still many people behind him protecting him.

The mini-cannon on his shoulder has long since run out of ammunition, but fortunately the pulse cannon in his hand consumes energy instead of ammunition.

Martin and Stark each guarded a large direction.

Pepper finally pulled away, yelled "Hang on," turned and ran up.

Pepper neared the exit to send a message, and was back in no time.

The two bodyguards of Stan Industry were already on standby nearby, and a few minutes later they were fully armed and came down with weapons to support them.

With the support of two people, the tide-like army of rats was finally completely blocked from the crowd.

Ten minutes later, both the CIA and FBI action teams appeared, and the homeless people were rescued one by one.

But at least three people saw that they would not survive.

Stark couldn't stand being covered in rat blood, and flew straight up after the incident.

Pepper sent for disinfectant and sprayed herself, Martin, and the bodyguards before getting into the truck.

Martin sat in the back of the truck, took off his gear and sighed. "I thought it would be a year or two of peace."

Then meet the brilliant New York battle.

"It's a pity that there are always people who won't let you enjoy a quiet life."

Pepper's face was a little pale, but he looked in a good mood, and said with a smile: "But this can reflect our role."

As she said that, she patted the firearms beside her: "It's quite interesting to shoot, but the scene is too bloody."

The bodyguard next to him said helplessly: "Ma'am, to be honest, we have never encountered such a bloody scene on the battlefield."

Another bodyguard also nodded: "I thought I wasn't afraid of death anymore, but today I found out that I'm just not afraid of bullets. If I was bitten to death by a mouse, I... better commit suicide early."

Knowing that these two were elite veterans recruited by Stan Industries, Martin chatted with them.

The truck took him back first.

Martin entered the house and greeted Bruce in the living room, then went straight to the basement, took off his equipment, changed his clothes, and went straight to the shower.

After taking a shower, I remembered the dirty blood on the equipment that hadn't been cleaned, and moved to the bathroom to rinse.

Bruce looked at Martin running around strangely, and shouted, "What's going on over there?"

Martin waved his hand: "I met a man-eating rat, you can directly ask Stark or Pepper."

After Martin entered the bathroom, Betty heard a voice and ran down: "What's the matter? Where's Martin?"

"I went to take a shower for the equipment. It seems that the sewer is more disgusting than I thought." Bruce spread his hands with a smile. "I sent a message to Stark, but he hasn't replied yet."

Soon, he said again: "Here it is, it's a video."

In the end, without even looking twice, he jumped up quickly.

Looking into the distance, I reached out to turn off the sound, took a deep breath, and muttered in my mouth to stabilize my emotions:
"Okay, Hulk, good boy, it's okay..."

Betty was taken aback by Bruce's appearance, and when he came over to take a look, he saw Stark in the video screen bombarding the surging mice with a hand pulse cannon.

Immediately, I felt a little uncomfortable in my stomach: "It's a little disgusting."

Then, when the camera turned, it seemed that Stark turned his head to look at the homeless men who were protected behind him. The legs of several homeless men were dripping with blood, and there were still mice hanging on them...

vomit--

Betty covered her mouth and got up and walked to the bathroom.

After Martin modified the laboratory, at least one monitor screen can be seen in various positions in the living room on the first floor.

There is a screen on the wall next to the coffee table, which usually plays various news silently, and occasionally turns up the volume when you see something you are interested in.

Here Martin was drinking hot coffee, turned on the news, and listened silently.

"Are you still interested in celebrity gossip?"

Bruce came over with a coffee, and glanced at the female star who was rumored to be cheating, "With your current strength, you can invite her to drink coffee with you, she must be very happy."

Martin laughed loudly after hearing this: "Unfortunately, I already have Betty, otherwise I would be like Tony Stark, oh, it was what he used to be."

After a pause, he explained: "There are too many rats. After being stimulated, it is impossible to only move around in the sewer..."

Having said this, Bruce already understood, and turned his head to look at the news with a solemn expression.

"This is a year destined to be extraordinary. After the Behemoth Calamity, we have found a lot of prophecies about the year of disaster. The predictions of psychics and astrologers make people feel creepy, but these prophecies are indeed constantly being fulfilled. Even scientists It is also impossible to deny the abnormality of the celestial body..."

"Who special!"

Mild Bruce cursed.

Martin turned his head in surprise and saw a beautiful female scientist speaking at a meeting: "I have discovered a lot of unusually powerful wave energy, and ruled out the relationship between these waves and human activities, not even the sun. Storm, then I can only doubt the movement of the stars for the time being..."

"Wait, this girl looks familiar..."

Martin thought of the Queen from Star Wars...

"It's Jane, a famous astrophysicist. There are few women in this industry, and even fewer beautiful ones."

Bruce looked at Martin cheerfully: "Dude, even though Betty isn't around, you can't stare at him like that. Betty is my old partner!"

He felt that he had figured out Martin's preferences a little bit, and this kind of research beauty was his dish.

Well, beautiful and rational, indeed attractive.

Still, Natasha was alluring.

The screen changed on the TV, and Martin rolled his eyes: "Don't think about it, you know that Jane Foster just now?"

Bruce nodded with a smile: "What? You still want me to introduce? That's not okay."

Martin gave him a middle finger: "Dude, since you followed Natasha, you have been impure. It doesn't matter if you learn badly yourself, don't teach Hulk badly."

Bruce was stunned, and really thought about it seriously.

Martin was even more thinking about the plot of Thor, and he didn't have any interest in talking.

Damn S.H.I.E.L.D., damn Hydra, messed up such a good obscene developmental period.

Every day is busy like a dog.

The green cells in the body have not been cultivated well yet.

Stein Industries didn't grow either.

However, it seems that Hydra was forced to do things like this, and it seems that it was also because of his intentional or unintentional disclosure...

So is it because of himself that the current situation is caused?
No, you can't take this blame!

Martin shook his head.

He didn't deliberately provoke Hydra, and it wasn't Hydra that caught his attention that he decided to do something wrong.

All mistakes are the enemy's fault!

"What are you thinking about shaking your head? Stop thinking about it, I will definitely not introduce Dr. Foster to you."

Bruce said with a smile on his face when he came back to his senses.

Martin also came back to his senses at this time, drank the rest of the coffee, laughed and patted the other person's shoulder: "It's okay, I don't need your introduction, but please do me a favor, contact her as soon as possible, and take a look at her research." Progress, if necessary, we will give him a little help."

Bruce looked contemptuous: "He said he didn't need my introduction!"

Martin got up and winked at him: "You can invest in your name. Don't forget, Hapu has developed the company well, and your patent fees and dividends are also in the millions."

Bruce was taken aback: "I'm so rich?"

Martin said with a smile, "Don't underestimate Harp. There have been three beautiful assistants in the past few months. He has done a good job."

Bruce didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What does it matter?"

Martin waved to Betty who was about to come down from upstairs, and whispered to Bruce: "If you don't do a good job, you can't afford beautiful assistants, let alone one is prettier than the other."

Bruce smiled strangely: "It also makes sense."

(End of this chapter)