I open a martial arts gym in Marvel

Chapter 66 Acupuncture and Cupping Conference
The vegetable noodles for dinner turned into noodles in clear soup, and Zhang Yang didn't even want to make a bowl of Yangchun noodles.

He even gave Dr. Banner a plate of pickled mustard while eating noodles, but Tony had nothing.

"You can't treat me like this, for the sake of the friendship between the two of us, you..."

"I don't want any friendship with you now."

Zhang Yang threw the phone on the table, and the homepage of the phone showed the headline news that had just been released.

The headline of the news is very simple, especially easy to understand: Iron Man appeared in Chinatown, what is his intention?

Tony breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately the martial arts gym hadn't been blown out, otherwise there wouldn't even be this bowl of Yangchun noodles.

"Did you breathe a sigh of relief just now? I can hear your breath."

Zhang Yang glared at Tony, it was all on the news, why are you still breathing a sigh of relief?

"You must have heard it wrong. I sighed. The current news reports are really unprofessional. I have such a big target in your yard, and your martial arts school has not made the headlines."

Tony looked at Zhang Yang with a look of pity.

"What a publicity opportunity this is!"

Dr. Banner kicked him under the table.

"I think you'd better not talk."

"Why? I'm telling the truth."

Because the truth will starve you, Dr. Banner thought silently.

Zhang Yang took Tony's Yangchun noodles away at such a speed that they couldn't see clearly.

"You think you should be full!"

Otherwise, I won't be full and have nothing to do.

Tony was dumbfounded.

This dinner went on for 2 hours in a tug-of-war, and the noodles were swollen, but Tony still ate all the noodles by relying on Lao Ganma.

The billionaire is doing pretty well in that regard.

After eating, Dr. Banner went to wash the dishes, Tony went to get his tin can out of the green vegetable field, and Zhang Yang went to the rooftop to make tea.

Zhang Yang seemed to be making tea, but in fact, he covered the entire building with audio-visual coverage, even covering the entire building within a 500-meter radius around the martial arts hall, in case Dr. Banner and Tony were in the middle of discussing and researching and being disturbed.

Zhang Yang drank tea and read books by himself for a long time. He was bored, so he looked outside the two buildings and watched the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents on the roof attic with a telescope.

The four eyes met, and the other party thought he was looking at the scenery, after all, this distance is not so far away that normal people can't see.

In the eyes of those two agents, Zhang Yang probably felt that Zhang Yang was just an ordinary person who knew such characters as the Hulk and Iron Man. If there was anything special about him, it was probably because he was very good at kung fu.

Zhang Yang suddenly missed Hawkeye a little, if only he could have someone to sit with him, drink tea and chat with him.

People generally can't bear to talk about it. Just as he finished thinking about this idea, the sound of a motorcycle came from far and near, and finally stopped at the back door of the martial arts hall.

Someone picked the lock on his back door, and he came in very naturally, all the way up and finally to the rooftop.

Zhang Yang slowly picked up a cup of tea and placed it opposite him. The door to the roof opened, and Hawkeye walked in quite naturally.

"Good evening, Agent Patton."

"Good evening, Zhang."

He sat down opposite Zhang Yang, and when he drank the tea, he passed the leather bag in his hand to Zheng Yang.

A leather belt the size of an A3 paper, half the size of a palm, thick.

"Are you dollars?"

"Something that cost us dollars?"

Zhang Yang opened it and took a look. He had to say that the S.H.I.E.L.D., which hadn't changed its name since homeland security, was quite useful.

"Dr. Banner will be very surprised if he sees the information of his former netizen."

The blue friend's resume is quite rich.

As for the resume of the other gentleman, it is even more exciting, including a line of comments he wrote on his resume by a SHIELD agent.

"So what does this envy, jealousy and hatred mean?"

After Dr. Banner and Tony got the stack of materials, Tony didn't understand this comment.

"You can understand what he means by saying that he envies Dr. Banner for having that kind of power, desires to have the power of the Hulk, and even hates that Dr. Banner has such power."

Hawkeye hugged a bucket of twist that he found from Zhang Yang's kitchen, and ate it while answering.

Dr. Banner looked at Hawkeye, then at Zhang Yang.

"Sorry, although we have discussed so much, I still don't know who this one is."

"He's a special agent. He's in that homeland security, strategy, or resource department. Anyway, it's a department with a long name."

Tony didn't care about the presentation.

"You can just call him Hawkeye, I can't remember their names anyway."

Banner looked at Zhang Yang helplessly.

Zhang Yang kicked Hawkeye.

Hawkeye glanced at Zhang Yang, and Zhang Yang signaled him to see the doctor.

"Oh! Sorry! This twist is so delicious, I forgot to introduce myself."

What's the matter with Mahua?

"I'm Barton, you can call me Hawkeye."

Dr. Banner shook hands with him, and they got to know each other.

"So, now General Ross doesn't know that Samuel Stern and Emil Bronski have actually violated his will?"

Tony held up the document in his hand and read it back and forth several times.

"interesting!"

Tony finds it interesting, Dr. Banner doesn't.

"The two of them want to create another monster! It's not interesting, it's scary!"

The words were a little angry, and Tony raised his hands in fright.

"I was wrong, doctor, calm down!"

Banner glanced at him.

"I'm calm!"

He took out a gold needle from his trousers pocket and stuck it in his head.

"I'm very calm!"

He pulled out another one and stuck it in his head.

"I'm very calm!"

He pulled another one out and stuck it in his head.

"I can't be more calm!"

pat!

The twist in Hawkeye's hand dropped.

"What is Dr. Banner doing?"

"Practice!"

Zhang Yang pointed to the three needles on his head.

"A special practice, used to control the anger when you want to transform."

Hawkeye questioned.

"Doesn't it hurt?"

Zhang Yang took out a needle.

"Try it? It can also target muscle fatigue without any pain at all!"

A few minutes later, the discussion doubles as an acupuncture and cupping session.

Hawkeye was holding the twist bucket, with cupping jars behind his shoulders.

Dr. Banner has a golden needle on his head, just like a hedgehog.

Tony was also topless, with plaster covering his neck and back.

Even Zhang Yang pressed two cupping cans on his neck, one left and one right.

This weird discussion screen is really in line with the style of a Chinese pharmacy.

(End of this chapter)