When I transform into Marvel, I also want to be the overlord

"Reed, today is not April Fool's Day, don't make such a joke," Maya said seriously.

"I'm not kidding. Professor Banner is at the Heisenberg Hospital on Fifth Avenue in Manhattan right now. Come over and see him for the last time. Hurry up, it's too late if it's later."

Reed's voice was tired, and his tone was serious and anxious.

"This is the 1990s. The plot of the Hulk hasn't even started yet. How come you, Banner, the big boss of the Avengers, are dead?"

President Maya muttered as he slammed the red button on the side of the skateboard. With the sound of the machine, two golden-red painted pipes as thick as a child's arm popped out from both sides of the skateboard.

"boom"

A blast that broke the speed of sound suddenly sounded from the tail of the skateboard under Maya's feet.

At the same time, there were a total of three fusiform metal pipes on both sides and in the middle, simultaneously emitting a nearly two-meter-long faint blue tail flame.

With a "whoosh" sound, Maya instantly passed over a red Ferrari sports car.

Vaguely, she also felt that the young man in the driver's seat of the convertible Ferrari raised his middle finger to her and cursed: "Damn it, don't think I don't know that your skateboard is a modified product, but the skateboard is just that big. , how long will your gas last? I will definitely catch up with you before you leave the Williamsburg Bridge and enter Manhattan."

"Shadow"

Maya cursed secretly, stretched her right hand behind her back, and gave the guy a middle finger.

Then, step on the skateboard lightly, and the gravity technique will activate

"whoosh whoosh"

Whether it was ordinary cars, various sports cars, or even the "Optimus Prime" truck, they were all left behind by President Maya.

"Not to mention driving over the Williamsburg Bridge, even if I diverted north to Boston, my skateboard would not stop. If I hadn't been afraid of being too shocking, I would have broken the sound barrier so early and started flying."

President Maya is not bragging. Her skateboard is a product of the combination of magic and science. The gas tank is no bigger than a pencil case, but it is a space equipment that has been engraved with sealing runes by her. There are two cubic meters of space inside. Woolen cloth

"ding-ding-ding-ding-ding"

Surprisingly, Maya actually gained thousands of influence points along the way.

Ten minutes later, she finally arrived at Heisenberg Hospital. As soon as he entered the hall, he saw the tall Ben Grim, the future stone man.

Ben waved to Maya and said: "Hi, Maya, Reid asked me to wait for you outside the hospital. Oh my God, you've arrived here from Queens in just a few minutes. Did you fly here?"

"Sorry, Ben, let's go see Professor Banner. After hearing the news of his death, I'm really not in the mood to chat." Maya said with a gloomy expression, carrying her schoolbag and holding her skateboard.

"I am the one who should be sorry, Maya. Look away, Professor Banner has been refusing to take his last breath, just waiting for you." Ben said while pulling Maya running.

"Uh, Professor Banner is not dead yet, didn't Reed say?" Maya asked in surprise.

"Hedying, not dead, Reed is right. It's only a matter of time. Come on, you go in. I don't want to see this kind of life and death scene, so I'll wait for you in the corridor outside."

Ben is tall and has long steps, and Maya is small but agile. The two of them soon arrived at an emergency room on the third floor.

Ben took Maya's schoolbag and skateboard and stayed outside alone to smoke. Maya opened the door and walked in alone.

As soon as they entered the door, they saw two girls, Susan and Alyssa, wiping tears on one side, while Reed stood on the other side of the hospital bed, squatting and talking to the "mummy" on the bed.

There was also a young handsome doctor standing at the bedside, holding a file and recording while saying: "Bruce Banner, male, professor at the School of Physics and Energy, Imperial University. Cause of death: 365 stab wounds, 1 fatal injury. There were two injuries that directly led to death. One was that a sharp blade with a width of two fingers was broken inside the heart. Once it was taken out, he would die immediately. The other was that he was shot in the temple at close range, and the bullet got stuck in the front of the skull, and the left front part of the brain was partially damaged. , The Time of Mortal Death, Friday, October 1993, 10, 9 p.m."

"Three forty-nine minutes"

The young doctor raised his wrist, looked at his watch, and was about to