Marvel's The Dark Knight Rises

Chapter 128 Rose's Ambition

"Huh" heavy panting, the slight "tick" sound of sweat dripping on the floor, and him, 20 years of deep voices around his ears, throwing these voices out of his mind, Bruce straightened up, Sure enough, within a few seconds, the fatigue in his body was swept away, and he returned to a state of energy. After clenching his fists, the voice from the opposite side came again.

"Do you want to practice again?"

Bruce looked up at the opposite figure, and joked: "Anyway, I can't beat you in the end, why do I have to make mistakes every night, let's stop here today, old man."

The pure white square space was transformed into a small living room in an instant, the firewood in the fireplace was burning bright and warm flames, two soft sofas, a small wooden table, two cups of hot tea, and the vast white ice field outside the glass window, extremely There is a strong contrast between the warmth and the extremely cold world inside and outside the house, but it makes people feel an inexplicable peace of mind.

The two people who were fighting in bat suits a second ago were both wearing casual clothes at this time. They each sat on a sofa, took up hot tea and drank slowly, and their movements were very harmonious.

Feeling the warmth brought by the hot tea to his body, Bruce let out a sigh of relief.

"Did things not go well recently?" The tone was still so low, Bruce looked up at him, smiled and shook his head, "No, it's not going well, two tasks have been completed, and the planned things have reached the most critical moment , No casualties, I am very satisfied."

"Ah."

Both of them stopped talking, and Bruce didn't mind the atmosphere of silence. Instead, he held the cup and looked at the slowly falling snowflakes outside the window in a daze. When the hot tea was finished, the firewood in the fireplace was almost burned. As if he had rested for a long time, he came back to his senses, stretched his waist, and stood up.

"I'm going to do a Brazilian jiu-jitsu review tomorrow night, old man."

"understood."

"Let's go, old man."

Slowly opened his eyes, a soft halo flowed in his sight, the bed was very warm, a little breeze came in from the open window, and the white silk curtains were blown away, Bruce rubbed his eyes and sat up, looking at the time , it's already past eight o'clock in the morning.

The self-healing factor in the body repaired all those dark wounds one by one, but his body still felt a little sore. Bruce lifted the quilt and stood in front of the wardrobe. Muscles seemed to be breathing the morning air greedily.

As the self-healing ability reached its peak, the scars on his body also disappeared. Compared with a few years ago, the horrifying visual impact was less, but it also made Bruce feel a little regretful, saying that Scars are a man's most honorable medal, and he took this saying very seriously.

Fitted suit pants and a simple black shirt. He randomly took two and put them on the bed. Bruce walked into the bathroom in the room. After he finished washing and dressing, he walked to the living room, only to find that no one was there.

Looking at a breakfast left on the table, Bruce walked up to him with three bloodshot steaks and orange juice. Well, he is the only one here who can eat steaks in the morning, so it was reserved for him.

Yesterday's battle consumed too much of his energy, even if he replenished it last night, he felt hungry again this morning.

After finishing breakfast, Bruce felt the beginning of a new day. He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his arms folded. Not long after, a red figure slowly came from the sky. Bruce pursed his lips and looked at the time.

"The good show is about to begin. This time, I will finish these things ahead of time for Steve"

"Idiots! They are all idiots! No team arrived within half an hour. Right under our noses, they took away Hulk and killed Bronsky, but we didn't even touch his clothes! And Damn Stark!"

"In fact, General, Bronski has become an uncontrollable monster. Compared with the Hulk, his desire to destroy is stronger, I don't think so."

"To shut up!"

Sitting in the meeting room, Ross rudely interrupted the questioning of his subordinates, like a violent bull who had lost his food, and patted the table meaninglessly, "The higher-ups are already a little dissatisfied with our experiment being out of control, if we can To catch Hulk back, everything is easy to say, at least there is a chance to make a contribution, but now not only has Hulk not been caught, but the situation has further gotten out of control. I can catch him and explain to the higher-ups, but now what do we have to deal with? I am the first to blame him for not being able to sit still! Not you!"

After speaking this long paragraph, Ross loosened his tie and looked at his subordinates who were sitting upright, "Is there any blood samples from the disgusting corpse?"

"It's all been transported back to the laboratory, and manpower has been organized for anatomical analysis. We will notify you as soon as the experimental results come out."

The supervisor in charge of the laboratory stood up and said, Ross nodded when he heard the words, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and that black figure kept appearing in his mind, like a tempting bait, hooking all his Attention, even now, when he is worried about his position, he still thinks about that set of pure black armor.

"Because Hulk and Bronsky didn't cause too much damage to the urban area, so this time the above spared us, but! This is only temporary, and this temporary will last until we have research results, or find something to make the above Satisfied, if nothing can be handed in in the end, not only will I be dismissed, but all of you will also not have a good end."

Ross put his hands on the table, looked around, changed his previous anger, and said lightly, but this tone obviously made the people present feel more worried. They are a team, although they only obey Ross's orders, they have nothing to do with the failure of the mission. What a direct relationship, but if the above liquidation, they have only one ending, and that is to step down with Ross, and all status and benefits will be deprived by the government, that's for sure.

"So, now we have to formulate another plan, a plan that is enough to allow us to escape unscathed and even be rewarded by the military. Isn't Stark unwilling to share his Mark suit technology with us? Then we will find A better and more combat-capable battle suit than him!"

"You mean?" A subordinate who had witnessed the Battle of Harlem with Ross before asked tentatively, his eyes lit up.

Ross narrowed his eyes, took out a document from the table, and handed it to everyone present, "Start a new plan, this time I will ask for more power, after finding him, we must succeed in capturing him once! "

"I want the battle suit on him!"

(End of this chapter)