"Hmm~."

I don't know how long I slept, but Bruce Banner finally woke up and turned around.

Opening his eyes, the lines on the ceiling were very unfamiliar. Looking around, Bruce Banner was convinced that he had arrived in a place he had never been before.

Recalling his escape for more than one year and nearly two years, Bruce did not dare to relax at all... Even if the layout and decoration of the room did not look like a prison at all, he could not help but tense up and subconsciously enter

On alert.

He lifted up the soft quilt and tiptoed out of the spacious and soft bed. Bruce first shrank his head and moved to the window, turning sideways and only sticking out half of his face to look out.

After making sure that there were no guards patrolling outside, and that there were no facilities such as watchtowers or watchtowers, Bruce felt a little relieved and turned his attention back to the room where he was.

Three meters away to the right of the bed, there is a semi-open decorative wall with a height of about 1.45 meters. Because the grid used to place decorations is empty, Bruce can easily see through the grid.

The wooden door behind the wall is painted in a different color.

'Looks like that's the way out.'

While muttering in his mind, Bruce looked around. After a few seconds, he came to the bedside table and picked up the vase placed on the counter as a decoration.

Holding the neck of the vase with one hand and reaching for the doorknob with the other, Bruce stood behind the door and took a few deep breaths to prepare himself mentally. Then, Bruce carefully twisted the handle and gently opened the wooden door.

Instead of going out directly, he first leaned towards the small crack in the door and looked outside for more than ten seconds.

After making sure that there was no movement in the corridor outside the door, Bruce opened the door and tiptoed out of the room.

The corridor is nearly two meters wide and almost 17 or 18 meters long. Just like in the house, the decoration in the corridor also exudes warmth and is an out-and-out home style.

What first caught Bruce's attention was not the other two doors on the left, nor the small space on the right that looked like a rest area, but the small open door directly opposite at the bottom of the corridor - originally blocking

The white gauze in front of the door was lifted up and ruffled

The grass hangs comfortably on one side, with its fluttering and drooping hem swaying gently in the breeze. Looking out through this small door, you can see a balcony equipped with wrought iron railings. Looking further ahead

, turned out to be a vast and boundless blue...

'...Where is this?' I don't remember everything that happened after I transformed into the Hulk, but I remember clearly that I was hiding in the slums of Brasilia. I'm pretty sure there is no such scenery near my hiding place.

, Involuntarily, Bruce's vigilance deepened.

Holding the vase in her hand tightly, she quietly crossed the two doors on the way and walked along the corridor to the small open door.

First, he looked outside. After about ten seconds, Bruce walked out of the small door and came to the balcony outside.

"Hehe~, come and catch me~."

"Don't run~!"

The sea breeze blowing in the face was not only mixed with a faint salty smell, but also vaguely brought a string of cheerful laughter.

Looking in the direction from which the sound came, there was a flat and spacious lawn about thirty meters away. At this moment, several cute-looking little girls were playing and playing on the lawn.

Although he still didn't know where he was, Bruce couldn't help but feel relaxed when he saw the scene in front of him.

Think deeper...

"The children were having a lot of fun, and they didn't seem to have anything on their minds. Judging from their clothes, they were also very particular..."

I felt that the group of little girls I saw were most likely the family members of the 'Main Messenger', and then I thought that if the Master Messenger had ulterior motives, he would not let his family appear in front of him so unsuspectingly...

"Phew, relax, relax~, Bruce, don't be nervous...yes, don't be nervous anymore."

Like self-hypnosis, I talked to myself for a while.

After nearly a minute, Bruce completely adjusted his mentality and his expression relaxed, returning to his usual appearance.

He went back to the corridor, put the vase back into the room he had just used, and then went down the stairs to the first floor... This time, Bruce was no longer as cautious as before, but became much more proactive.

"Is there anyone? hello?"

"Excuse me, is anyone here?"

After calling several times in succession, Bruce finally waited for a response.

A girl wearing a maid costume came out of an unknown room: "Hello, Dr. Banner. Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Uh." Even though he knew that the other party was 'called' by him, Bruce was still a little startled.

Well, it's not entirely Bruce's fault.

After all, the counterattack came from behind him, and there was no sound of footsteps.

What's more, like her sister's reputation, Counterattack also has heterochromatic eyes that are completely different from ordinary people...

Fortunately, the environment here is very good, with a relaxing and freehand charm. If the location were changed to an old castle in the Scottish Highlands, and a hand-held candlestick was added to enhance the atmosphere... It is no exaggeration to say that the counterattack alone would

With her exquisite appearance, as well as her heterochromatic eyes paired with a black and white maid uniform, it is not impossible to scare people to the point of peeing.

"Um..." After being stunned for a few seconds, Bruce raised his hand slightly awkwardly and responded to the counter-greeting slowly: "Hi. Are you..."

He tilted his head cutely, remembering that he hadn't introduced himself yet, and smiled sheepishly: "Ah, sorry, I meant...Mr. Locke's personal maid and deputy head maid."

The feeling that was a little weird at first suddenly became much more normal because of the slightly silly smile in response.

"Locke?" With his mind settled, Bruce finally regained his usual thinking ability: "You mean, the Locke who helped me a lot more than a year ago two years ago?"

Although he had not yet come to Shi Xiaolei's side at that time, nor had he personally witnessed the scene where he met Bruce, Counterattack had already learned a lot of inside information from Shi Xiaolei because he was sent to take care of Bruce.

"Yes." He smiled and nodded, with a bit of undisguised pride in his counterattacking eyes: "Dr. Banner, do you need me to inform the master? Or, should I take you to have something to eat first? The master ordered

After that, let me entertain you well for him."

"Well..." After a moment of hesitation, Bruce made a choice: "If possible, I would like to go and say thank you to him first."

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