Marvel’s Big Villain

Texas, the US-Mexico border.

In a shabby cheap motel, Bruce Banner was sitting on the edge of the bed watching TV.

Dark skin, dirty clothes, disheveled hair, lifeless eyes.

A news program was broadcast on a TV with a big ass of more than ten inches, and the host and several commentators were arguing fiercely.

"On the night of the seventh day ago, a catastrophic tragedy occurred on the East Side of Manhattan."

"The notorious clown organization conducted biological experiments in Dongcheng and created a humanoid monster with a height of more than three meters."

"The monster wreaked havoc in Dongcheng, causing damage to many buildings, causing casualties of 20,000 ordinary people, and 1,800 soldiers died."

"Air Force Lieutenant General Ross led a death squad to encircle and suppress the monster, and finally killed the monster after paying a huge sacrifice."

"Jason Walter, the leader of the clown organization, was furious and launched an explosive attack in the East City, killing thousands of soldiers including General Ross, destroying buildings with a radius of one kilometer, and direct economic losses exceeding hundreds of billions of dollars."

"After a week of careful investigation, the information of most of the victims has been verified. Let us mourn the heroes."

Several celebrities stopped talking, and pictures of the victims appeared on the TV.

Suddenly, a photo of a white woman made Banner's heart tense.

"Betty..."

The hoarse voice revealed a deep sadness.

Self-blame, anger, helplessness, pain...

Numerous negative emotions made Banner's whole body limp, and there was a smell of despair on his body.

The silence ended, and the famous mouth began to speak nonsense again.

Some people have accused the government of being incompetent and have not eradicated the clown organization so far.

Some people feel that the times have changed, and the plot in the movie actually happened in reality.

Some people raised their arms and shouted to unite all forces against the clown organization.

The host listened carefully, or nodded in praise, or frowned in thought, or argued hard.

The bragging is almost done, the host connected to the live reporter to transmit the latest footage.

"It has been a week since the Manhattan massacre, but the protests and demonstrations across the country are still in full swing, and even intensified."

Behind the reporter, the originally wide road was blocked by pedestrians, densely packed with people.

They were furious, held up signs, and shouted that the perpetrators would be severely punished.

The reporter randomly grabbed a demonstrator to interview and asked them the reason and purpose of the demonstration.

Because of the connivance of the clown organization, a nationwide crime spree was triggered, and this white-haired old man was the victim.

He swears loudly in front of the reporter, looking extremely angry, but he doesn't say a word about the reporter's question.

Helpless, the reporter only needs to find the next target.

The news program was on all the time, but Banner didn't have the heart to watch it.

The famous talker had a loud voice, he turned off the TV because he thought it was too noisy, and then lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling blankly.

Betty is dead, General Ross is dead, but Hulk is still in his body.

This trip back home has been a disaster.

Banner blamed himself very much. If he didn't return to China and stayed in Brazil honestly, maybe these shitty things wouldn't happen. Even if Betty married someone else, it would be better than losing her life.

At the same time, he was confused.

Where is the road ahead?

After pouring a bottle of low-quality vodka, Banner not only did not get drunk to relieve his worries, but instead felt melancholy and his heart throbbed.

"Boom boom boom!"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Banner's pupils dilated, and his strong desire to survive made him bounce off the bed instantly.

Slow down, breathe lightly, and approach the door a little bit.

Through the cat's eyes, I saw a lady in a black gauze dress.

She wears lipstick, looks seductive, and has a curvy figure that makes people want to commit crimes.

The lady's expression was indifferent, and she knocked on the door again when she saw that there was no movement in the room.

After waiting for a few seconds, Banner asked, "Who?"

"Room Service!"

The sound is equally incriminating.

Banner unscrewed the doorknob, looked up and down and asked doubtfully, "Are beautiful women from Texas so cheap?"

The lady smiled slightly, looking directly at Banner with her big charming eyes.

After a while, Banner couldn't help but took a few steps back, and the lady took the opportunity to enter the room.

The enclosed space smelled of alcohol and mustiness, and the woman wrinkled her nose and said, "It's a really good place for someone who wants to escape reality."

A woman who can make him retreat with just one look is definitely not easy.

Banner gradually became nervous, and at the same time guessed her identity.

Policemen?

Heh, the police in Texas are so beautiful, it is estimated that the crime rate will not be so high.

FBI?

Hmph, if she were FBI, the wooden door would have been broken into several pieces by now.

Think about it, which law enforcement agency in the United States has the habit of trapping people?

After all, Banner is not in the system, and he doesn't know the major law enforcement agencies, so he can't think of a name for him for a long time.

But he didn't want to show weakness, and pointed to the window with a cold snort, "I guess this place has already been surrounded?"

The lady shook her head and said sincerely and innocently, "No, it's just you and me."

Banner was dubious, and asked again: "Who are you?"

"Natasha Romanoff."

"Are you here to kill me? If so, I'm sorry, the person who can kill me has not yet been born."

"No, no, I'm just here to talk to you on behalf of S.H.I.E.L.D."

"S.H.I.E.L.D.? Huh!" Banner breathed out his nostrils, revealing a strong disdain: "Didn't you get killed by the clown organization?"

It's a bit too much to hit someone but not face.

Black Widow is worthy of being a senior agent, and she still keeps a smile on her face: "The water in S.H.I.E.L.D. is very deep, and what the Clown Organization has seen is only the tip of the iceberg."

Banner dismisses her bragging: "How did you find me?"

"Doctor, we have been paying attention to you, but kept a distance. By the way, help you secretly block people who want to approach you."

"Why help me?"

"I don't know why, our boss Nick Fury trusts you very much, so I hope you will go to a place with me."

Banner sneered and said seriously, "What if I refuse?"

Black Widow showed a gentle smile: "Then I will continue to persuade you until..."

"Stop lying to me!!! You're here to catch me!!!" Banner roared with his eyes wide open, and his body rushed forward.

In an instant, the black widow took a few steps back, pulled out a pistol from the thin black gauze skirt and pointed it at him.

The scene was deadlocked instantly, but Banner, the culprit, smiled lightly, raised his hand and said, "Sorry, I lost my composure, I just wanted to test you. Calm down, I suggest you put the gun away, if you don't want 'him' in me If you come out to make trouble."

The black widow's breathing accelerated slightly. After observing carefully for a while, and confirming that Banner had no tendency to attack, she touched the invisible communicator in her ear and said, "Everything is normal, don't come here."

Outside the hotel, hundreds of heavily armed S.H.I.E.L.D. agents were loaded and ready to attack at any time.

Banner sarcastically said, "Oh, just you and me?"

The mask of hypocrisy was exposed, and the black widow was a little uncomfortable.

She put away her smile and said seriously: "Doctor, the Clown Organization is a global disaster. If you don't stop them, misfortunes like New York will continue to happen. I hope you can help us."

New York was Banner's inner demon, he immediately bowed his head like a beaten eggplant and remained silent.