Marvel’s Big Villain

The sun rises, scorching the earth.

In a simple apartment in a Brazilian slum, Bruce Banner is sleeping soundly on a cot.

The room was dark and the air was dirty. Most importantly, there was no air conditioner. Banner's white shirt was already wet with sweat.

He is a top physicist in the United States. He used to live in a luxury apartment and enjoyed a generous salary, but an accident in an experiment completely drove him into the abyss, and the future was dark.

It has been half a year since the last accident.

In order to avoid the pursuit of the military and prevent himself from becoming a guinea pig, Banner went through hardships and smuggled to Brazil to work in a soda bottling factory.

Although the environment is harsh and the wages are barely enough for food and clothing, Banner, who has fled, is already very satisfied.

"what!!!"

With a cry of surprise, Banner woke up from his sleep.

He gradually relaxed after seeing the surrounding scene and hearing the familiar but incomprehensible foreign language in his ears.

For more than half a year, the accident in the laboratory and the tragedy of his girlfriend Betty have been haunting him.

Ten will dream, and eight will be awakened by these scenes.

Didi!

Heart rate 175!

Look at the value on the heart rate monitoring bracelet that is about to explode.

Banner immediately sat up cross-legged, using his breath to relieve his inner anxiety and lower his heart rate.

This is a practical technique for regulating emotions in Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu.

Through half a year of uninterrupted efforts, Banner has mastered it proficiently.

Banner can deal with many things that make ordinary people rage, and this may be the biggest gain of this trip to Brazil.

After stabilizing his heart rate, Banner got up and made himself breakfast, then turned on the TV while eating.

Although in Brazil, Banner has been paying attention to the news in the United States.

He installed a satellite pot on the roof, which can receive satellite signals from dozens of countries in South America and North America, even those colored channels.

Of course, Banner must not watch this stuff.

Not touching a woman for more than half a year made him, a healthy adult man, suffer a lot.

Now when he sees this kind of intimate scene, his heart rate can't be controlled to beat wildly, even Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu doesn't work.

Tune in to the US news channel, there is a special program on the TV.

"Today is the second day after the incident in Washington, Mr. President announced that the White House flags will be flown at half-staff, paying tribute to Agent Maria Hill, Director of S.H.I.E.L.D."

"Many Washington citizens also took to the streets to offer flowers to Agent Maria Hill in condolence and memory!"

Scenes of people crying and flowers were shown on the TV screen, interspersed from time to time with videos of the ruined walls of the Tricurved Wing headquarters building, and photos of Agent Maria Hill in high spirits.

Banner stopped eating, and gradually tightened his grip on the spoon.

Clown, another clown!

When he joined the research team of General Ross, Banner had set a goal proudly: to help people all over the world completely destroy the Clown Organization.

After several years of hard work, the experiment finally succeeded, but Banner never thought that he was the result of the experiment.

Although he hates the thing in his body extremely, Banner knows very well that it is the most critical link in destroying the clown organization.

It's a pity that Banner didn't have the courage to stand up and sacrifice himself to save the world.

He was scared, terrified, withdrawn, he didn't want to become a monster that everyone feared.

Looking at the photos of people who died due to the clown organization counted by the media on TV, Banner felt guilty and blamed himself.

If they hadn't escaped and handed it over to General Ross, maybe these people wouldn't have died.

Thinking of the rhetoric at the time, Banner has a strong self-loathing for himself now.

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After finishing his breakfast with a lot of thoughts, Banner walked out of the room with his backpack in hand, and walked to work at the soda factory a few hundred meters away.

In the factory, he is not a genius physicist, but an ordinary bottler.

But how to say that, gold shines everywhere.

In order to save money, the boss chose the factory site in a slum.

The inside and outside of the factory area are in a mess, and even the important equipment in the workshop is always malfunctioning due to aging.

Banner has seven doctorates in science and engineering. In just a few months, he helped the factory solve multiple equipment failures. He is loved by the boss and hated by the workers.

Not long after entering the factory today, the control switch that controls the belt drive of the production line has problems, and even sparks keep coming out.

The boss hurriedly called Banner over for repairs.

Banner skillfully disassembled the control box and repaired it briefly, and the control switch was able to operate normally.

Seeing this, the boss smiled from ear to ear.

He really likes such versatile and cheap employees.

The boss told Banner with a smile on his face that he wanted to hire him as a regular employee, but Banner was not interested in promotion and salary increase, so he just installed the control box silently.

"S!"

Because of something on his mind, Banner accidentally cut his finger on a piece of iron.

Two drops of blood fell from the second floor onto the filling line.

Banner was taken aback, immediately asked the boss to shut down the production line, and then rushed downstairs to look for blood drops.

His blood is highly poisonous. Once it is dropped into a soda bottle and drunk, the other party will die from gamma poisoning.

When I came to the assembly line and opened the empty glass bottle, I finally found the drop of blood.

Banner breathed a sigh of relief. After drying the blood with a rag, he raised his head and motioned for the boss to restart the production line.

The sound of crackling sounded, and the empty glass bottle started to run again.

However, what Banner didn't notice was that there was another drop of blood that coincidentally landed on the mouth of the glass bottle and completely mixed with the poured soda.

The destination of this batch of soda is - the United States!

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The busy and boring work was finally over, and Banner returned home alone with his tired body.

After dinner, he took out his computer as usual, and contacted his old friend——Dr. Lan.

This Dr. Lan is a professor at a university in New York and an expert in the field of biological genetics. The two met in an exchange on an online forum.

Banner posted on the Internet, saying that a friend of his had suffered from a mysterious disease, and described in detail the state of the disease and the changes in blood cells.

After listening to the description, Dr. Lan was very interested in it, and the communication between the two gradually became more frequent.

Dr. Lan offered Banner's friend a variety of treatment options, and Banner tried them one by one, but all the treatment options failed without exception.

Banner sighed and complained to Dr. Lan: "Another failure!"

Dr. Lan, who lives in New York, also felt very headache when he heard the news. He had tried all the plans in the past six months, but all ended in failure.

Dr. Lan thought for a moment, then replied: "I can't help it, I need to meet your friend."

Banner shook his head and typed quickly: "My friend is abroad, so it's not convenient to meet."

Dr. Lan: "Gamma radiation is very dangerous. If it's not convenient to meet, you must ask for a blood sample, otherwise I can't help him!"

Banner hesitated for a moment, and replied: "Okay, I'll let him mail it as soon as possible!"

After the chat, Banner immediately took off his coat and drew 50 milliliters of blood with a syringe.

Store the blood in a glass tube and pack it with foam, and finally go to the courier point downstairs and mail it to the address given by Dr. Lan.

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The first update, add a little later!