Master of Marvel World

Before setting off, Shen He didn't have any plan for how to deal with Banner, but he just felt that he could no longer let the Hulk out.

But after arriving here, a complete set of plans gradually formed in his mind.

After the incident happened, Banner jumped into a dense forest not far away and disappeared. However, the government army has surrounded there and is continuously increasing the number of military personnel and intensifying search efforts.

Shen He didn't send anyone in to search, but sneaked in with Joan of Arc.

With Joan of Arc around, it took less than 20 minutes to find Banner who was hiding in a tree pit.

At this time, Banner seemed to be in a very poor state, naked, mosquito bites and the like were nothing, mainly because of his spirit, even if he watched from a distance, Shen He could feel the feeling of wanting to die.

Hulk is the one who hurts others, but Banner is the one who suffers from self-blame and guilt.

"This location is fairly secret, let's go back."

Shen He pulled Joan of Arc and turned around to leave. He came this time just to confirm Banner's location and situation.

"That person has lost the importance of his own life." Joan of Arc suddenly whispered.

"After all, it is a force that I cannot control." Shen He sighed, "He has committed suicide several times, but after swallowing the bullet, Hulk spit it out again. No matter where he goes, it may bring disaster to others. Disgust, you can imagine the despair."

Hulk's power is like a curse to Banner, even worse than Black Bolt.

Black Bolt can't talk no matter what, and has a close lover, Banner can't have anything.

"Can't I ask Shi to help?" Joan asked, "It's like helping Norman."

"No." Shen He shook his head, "The Green Goblin is almost the embodiment of evil, but the Hulk is just an angry child, and there is still a chance to be disciplined, and the key is that we need the power of the Hulk."

The last sentence is the key. Judging from the original plot, Hulk has gradually grown up and can control his emotions. If he is killed, it means that he will lose a thick meat shield, and even has great potential.

Joan of Arc was silent, but she squeezed Shen He's hand slightly harder.

"Don't worry, I already have a plan for how to deal with Banner and Hulk."

Shen He memorized the location of Hulk, and took Joan back to the residence.

I'm afraid I'm going to spend the night here tonight.

To be honest, this is not something that makes people feel comfortable. Even if a relatively high-quality air freshener is sprayed, the smell in the air is still uncomfortable for Shen He, who has a keen sense of smell, not to mention the painful groans of the wounded outside the room. Well, Joan of Arc didn't care about this at all, the battlefield environment in the Middle Ages was much worse than this.

She also helps to heal some badly injured civilians in the operating room.

In the end, Shen He chose to take Violet for a walk with two field agents who seemed not to be trifled with.

"Sir." One of the field agents received a message, "Ten minutes ago, Koji Ikeda took his younger brother away from the Meguro group. There was no conflict between the message of 'blood' and the promise of some indigenous benefits."

"Usually, if you want to leak specific information to other forces, what would you do?" Shen He asked suddenly, he was thinking about how to leak Banner's location.

Although he is now the boss of these agents, he actually doesn't know anything about the meticulous spy work, and indeed he rarely talks to the frontline personnel.

"Generally speaking, they will control the people inside the other party to pass information. But sometimes, there will be fancy tricks, such as making people pretend to be captured by mistake, and then leaking information under torture, and then being rescued, but There is a certain degree of danger." The agent seemed to be quite talkative, chattering endlessly as soon as he opened his mouth, "Actually, according to the latest statistics from the headquarters, the real serious injury rate and fatality rate of this method are very high, just because the 'black The widow has been using it all the time, and every time she escapes by herself, the probability is increased.”

Even if the agents are not afraid of death, S.H.I.E.L.D. will also count the probability of sacrifice, and constantly update the mission method to reduce sacrifice.

It was the first time for Shen He to hear this kind of statement, and he also asked about other things curiously, and found that the lives of agents are also colorful, most of them have lovers and parents, although their identities are kept secret, but after the sacrifice , the family members can be properly resettled, and the pension is also very high, so most of the agents have no worries.

Even in order to enjoy the excitement, there are not a few people who actively pursue dangerous tasks.

Unknowingly, everyone walked to the outskirts of the city, where the air was slightly better.

And it is also quiet, there are no civilians, suitable for killing.

"Father, many enemies are approaching." Violet turned her head to look at Shen He.

"I know." Shen He nodded lightly.

After leaving the residence, he was found to be being followed. Logically speaking, he is at most an executive of a virtual reality company. With so many forces here, large and small, no one should pay attention to them.

But just like what Violet said, unknowingly, one after another, big men with guns came out from all directions, completely surrounding them.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Shen would appear here in person." Unexpectedly, it was a rather enchanting female voice.

Shen He turned his head and looked at this woman who was obviously the leader of this group. She was wearing a bright red corset dress in a green military overcoat. She was tall and slender. On her rather delicate face, a line was cut from above her right eye across her eyelid. The scar of the knife, the appearance is full of Soviet Russian flavor.

"You know me?" Shen He raised his eyebrows.

Just by looking at the decoration, you can roughly know the identity of this group of people, the Russian Mafia.

"The chairman of the virtual reality company is a big shot, so we have to recognize it." The woman's words and deeds are full of military style, "Don't worry, our purpose is just to get some information, and we won't hurt you."

"Before that, I have a question." Shen He couldn't help but look serious, "Did you cut the scar on your face yourself?"

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"Because this kind of scar has appeared in too many movies, it looks cool, and the coincidence that it scratches the eyelid but does not hurt the eye is very low." Shen He is indeed discussing this issue seriously, "So I think , you are more likely to cut yourself with a knife."

"You bastard, how dare you talk to big sister like that!"

A fat man who looked over two hundred catties strode over with an AK, obviously intending to teach Shen He a lesson, but the woman didn't stop him.

Then, Violet raised her foot and kicked out like lightning, the scream overshadowed the cracking sound of bones, the thigh thicker than the girl's waist twisted and deformed at an incredible angle, a sharp dagger directly shot from the fat man's body. The chin is poked in, and then protruded from the mouth. With a little force, the entire chin can be lifted away.

Because the tongue was cut off at the same time, the screaming was much quieter, leaving only a hoarse voice.

And driven by the desire to survive, the fat man didn't dare to move even if he was about to faint from the pain.

"It's kind of cruel."

Shen He completely ignored the firearm aimed at him, and only gently pulled Lavrette's other little hand, and the dagger was pulled out from the fat man's chin, and the man passed out directly under the tremendous pain and pressure.

"Intensive person for biochemical experiments?"

The woman in military uniform fixed her eyes on Violet.

"No." Shen He narrowed his eyes slightly, and even smiled at the corners of his mouth, "Since you know me, why don't you know my daughter? Violet alone can kill you all."

As if to confirm Shen He's words, an exaggerated red sickle suddenly appeared in front of Violet, and was held by that little hand. The woman in military uniform finally changed slightly. She was not a fool, and the other party was obviously confident, and this The strange scene of things appearing suddenly has exceeded her knowledge, and the unknown brings fear.

"Don't say anything like a misunderstanding." Shen He let go of Violet's hand.

This action was like a signal. Suddenly, the red sickle passed by like a phantom. Before everyone could react, Violet had already appeared behind the woman in military uniform. The huge sickle put the opponent's head on the blade. Press down, just press down an inch, and the head can be cut off like mowing grass.

"Ask a question." Shen He still ignored the gun pointed at him, "Who told you my identity?"

"I don't know who he is, but he has a tattoo on his wrist."

The woman in military uniform slowly raised her hand, and her subordinates also put down their guns. It could be seen that this woman held a very high status in the hearts of the subordinates.

"Ask." Shen He continued to ask, "Is it you who made the Hulk riot in the civilian area?"

"No, but the person who told me about your Excellency also carried a long box on his back, which may contain a sniper rifle."

"So where is he now?"

"You left when you arrived."

After asking a few questions, Shen He thought for a while, and waved to Violet, and the little girl appeared next to him in the next instant. The ghostly speed made the woman in military uniform clearly realize the huge gap in strength .

This little girl really has the ability to kill them all alone.

"You spread the Hulk's location." After Shen He told the location, he took Violet's hand and turned around to leave, "If I can see many people going to arrest him tomorrow , I will spare you, don’t think about running away, it will make me very angry, and the consequences will be serious.”

It wasn't until Shen He and the others completely disappeared that the woman in military uniform let out a breath.

Her clothes were already soaked in sweat. Although such a life-and-death crisis was nothing to her, it was a terrifying feeling when facing the girl's blade.

The girl's blade did not feel the slightest killing intent, nor did it have the tyranny and tremor before killing, the blade was so stable that it was as terrifying as a machine.

It's as if it's just a weapon of absolute obedience.