It's not a superhero, it's a saiyan

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"Oh, this looks very interesting. I'm going to have an examination first." Doctor Strange obviously didn't have any interest in the chatter. Yes, he put the box he carried with him on the ground, and he took out a small set of equipment.

"Your patient is here, doctor." Clark pointed to the poor fellow on the bed.

"I know, but please don't bother me, I believe he can last 10 minutes, I will as soon as possible." Dr. Strange obviously has no interest in the patient, he stared at the chair with great interest It's like I can't wait to cut him open.

Monkey King couldn't help but stand a little further away, and asked Clark, "Is he hungry?"

"I think...you can say that." Clark was also a little helpless. Although he didn't know Dr. Strange for long, he fully understood that he was that kind of madman. Complicated and interesting illnesses were simply his best. Food for thought, and he's apparently been somewhat bored lately.

"I suspect he has something like a tracker on him, maybe you can find it first." Clark tried to let Doctor Strange deal with the most important things first, of course he had actually seen the existence of the locator .

"Who is he, no, I don't need to know, as long as you don't stop me. Both of them have to change places, and the tools I have now can't perform complicated operations." Doctor Strange quickly Turning around abruptly, he spoke quickly, "I have a private laboratory, and with your help, that unlucky guy is not a problem at all, but I need to do a detailed examination on him, um, they have a lot of problems with him. Transformation, and maybe mind control, is really a very clever handwriting, and I can't wait to explore the secrets of it. But from my standpoint as a doctor, I condemn the practice of playing a person like this. It's too evil, I hope I can help him." He looked at the mechanical arm of the man on the chair, and his expression became serious.

"I can't define the danger of doing this, doctor, I hope you can understand this." Clark didn't want Dr. Strange to be too involved in this matter. an ordinary person.

Doctor Strange smiled indifferently: "But you have already found me, Kent. It's too late to say that now. Besides... as an excellent doctor, you can always come into contact with some things that ordinary people will not come into contact with. , I have my own judgment on the danger. If it will affect my career, I promise to get rid of it completely. But now...you let me turn a blind eye to everything now, it is too cruel. Give that disease One shot at a time, I will deal with our biggest trouble first, no one understands a person's body better than me." He took out a scalpel that was shining coldly, and stared at the person on the chair as if staring at a person. A diamond waiting to be polished.

Sun Wukong couldn't help walking to Clark, staying away from Doctor Strange. He felt that he had grown to... probably, he had never met a guy who made him feel as weird as this doctor, obviously just a guy with little power An ordinary person, he still felt that he felt danger from him.

It was not a sense of danger that would endanger his life, but an instinctive resistance, wishing that he would never notice it.

"I suddenly miss Kelin and the others." Sun Wukong muttered in a low voice.

At this time, the person tied to the chair suddenly let out a painful snort, and snapped his eyes open, but he couldn't break free, and could only stare coldly at Doctor Strange who was holding the scalpel.

Just now, Doctor Strange directly used a scalpel to cut open a piece of skin in his heart, and found out something that was definitely not body tissue. The whole process went very quickly.

"Looks like the guy who 'made' him was so confident in his technology that he didn't install more complex locators, just in terms of position, it's like planting a bomb in the heart. Don't look at me like that, friend , You should be happy that I came to do this, I guarantee your safety." Doctor Strange picked up the locator on the ground and handed it to Clark, and then slowly began to stop the bleeding and stitch the wound.

Although the location of the wound looked scary, it didn't actually bleed much, and the stitches were fast enough to show Dr. Strange's skills.

Clark looked at the thing in his hand, and squeezed it into powder with light force with both hands. He can't reverse track the locator now, and destroying it is undoubtedly the easiest way.

When they were transferred to Doctor Strange's private domain, another guy named Doctor who was seriously injured finally received professional treatment. This was because Clark mentioned that he might know the origin of the man with the mechanical arm The reason, is really a poor guy.

Although the doctor was seriously injured, Dr. Strange's laboratory has a complete set of medical equipment, and Clark can also help during the operation as an assistant.

Although he did not graduate from a relevant major, he has read all the published medical books in terms of medical treatment, which is equivalent to the years of hard study of medical students, but he does not have many opportunities to practice, but he is still sufficient as a surgical assistant.

"I wish you could come to be my assistant, Kent, I appreciate your precision. Now... he will wake up in two hours, please don't bother me until then." After the operation, Ster As soon as Dr. Lankey took off his gloves, he went straight to another room, where the guy with the mechanical arm was lying in it, allowing him to do whatever he wanted.

Clark also took off his white coat and walked outside the operating room. Sun Wukong was visiting the laboratory very bored, especially those unknown structures soaked in formalin.

"This matter seems to have dragged on for too long, do you want to eat something?"

"Well...it doesn't matter if you eat later, that doctor..." Sun Wukong scratched his face, "what's going on, it feels so strange, ah, my hairs are stiff."

"Probably geniuses always have some quirks." Clark laughed a little at Sun Wukong's exaggerated reaction, "Have you never met such a person?"

"Ah, there are strange guys everywhere, but I always feel that something is different." Monkey King didn't know how to describe it, so he simply gave up, "What are we going to do now?"

"I'm afraid I'm waiting for him to wake up now." Clark pointed to the guy who was still lying in the operating room, "I have already called the work direction, and I have time before Monday. After this matter is over, We can find a place for your usual practice, do you have any requirements, we can start ordering materials."

Monkey King nodded fiercely: "Mmm, that's great, thank you Clark, but... don't we have no money?"

"I can figure out a way for this."

"No." Sun Wukong refused without even thinking about it.

Clark looked at Monkey King, he didn't know why Monkey King refused so simply this time.

"You have helped me a lot, Clark, I want to do these things myself, and I want to rely on my own strength to become stronger and stronger."

Clark looked at Sun Wukong's wide-eyed eyes, looking energetic and high-spirited, and couldn't help but be persuaded by him: "Then what are you going to do?"

"do not know."

"... Then can I have the right to make suggestions? I can help you figure out a way, and then you can implement it. What do you think?" Confronted with the righteous and innocent look of Monkey King when he said the word "I don't know", Clark couldn't Know why without feeling a little angry, as if it's a matter of course.

Sun Wukong also felt a little embarrassed, rubbed his head and smirked at Clark for a while, then nodded quickly: "That's really great, I'm the most troubled by this kind of thing, that... In short, the first thing to do is to make money, Peter said to participate There is a prize of 10 yuan in the Big Eater Competition, how much is 10 yuan?"

"For the average person, it's a good income."

"Ah, it doesn't look right at all." Sun Wukong sat down on the chair discouraged.

"I don't know what your world is like, do you want to tell me?" Clark changed the subject. In fact, he also has a lot of curiosity about it, but it's not convenient to ask. At this time, he thinks it is Not a bad time.

In Sun Wukong's mind, he never minded Clark asking about this matter, but he rarely recalled the past, or paid attention to other things that were not very relevant to him, and he didn't know where to start for a while. Speaking: "Well, the place is very big, and there is a lot of food?"

Clark couldn't help laughing, but when he saw Sun Wukong staring at him, he coughed quickly to make himself look serious: "I lived on a farm in Kansas when I was young, and I went to school there until I passed the exam. University, how about you?"

"My grandfather and I lived in Baozi Mountain. Later, my grandfather died, and I lived there alone. One day, I met a strange monster called a girl, and she was Buma..." Sun Wukong slowly recalled and looked for On the day when Boulma from Dragon Ball met, he found that he would always forget some insignificant things. His original memory was very good, so he couldn't help but kept recalling it. I went to the mountains where I lived since I was a child, and met many interesting people...

In fact, Sun Wukong tells the story dryly, completely straightforward, without any wonderful and gorgeous adjectives, but it also depicts a world that is completely different from Clark's.

"What do you mean you have a tail?" Hearing Monkey King talking about the weakness of being caught by the tail, Clark came back to his senses from Monkey King's seemingly fantastic and bizarre narration. The appearance is not exactly the same as that of a human being, but suddenly letting him know that Sun Wukong had a tail still makes him feel... unimaginable.

"Ah, it turns out that there is a tail. It seems that Saiyans have tails, but they have been taken away by the gods. He said that if I participate in the world's number one martial arts competition, the tail will become a weakness and an obstacle. At the beginning, it was okay. I'm used to it." Sun Wukong touched the back of himself, but he didn't feel any regrets.

Clark couldn't help but glanced behind him, then thought about himself, and decided not to think about this problem that no longer existed.

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There are a lot of private settings, and there is really no way to be sure about some things after going to the movies over and over again.

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