Rebuilding Base is Under Construction

Banner looked in a trance.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He began to feel that this matter was not very reliable-anyway, he also tried it by the way. The main purpose is to take a look at the status of Banner, after he disappeared day and night, did he regret not agreeing to join the decoration team?

In order to show his sincerity, he persisted until the end of the course and felt like a lungfish in the desert.

"Dr. Banner?" He picked up his coat from the stand next to him. "Do you have any opinion ..."

Banner froze for a moment: "Mr. Warden, buttocks need to accumulate—"

"..." Zhang Dianyu quickly interrupted him, "I mean what happened last night."

Banner thought for a moment: "The prison was very peaceful last night, you can rest assured-Mr. Warden, you are not going to go out for a few days off, why come back to prison so soon?

Zhang Dianyu fell into contemplation.

If you think about it, Banner might not have had a chance to know what happened. If Chao Ying was not disclosed to him, everything seemed to be going along with the plan in his opinion, and there seemed to be no problem.

Banner carefully looked at Zhang Dianyu for a while, and suddenly said, "Mr. Warden, did you not rest last night?"

More than that, he has no chance to rest at all?

After Banner asked this question, he felt a strong sleepiness. At the same time, I just saw Stark approaching, yawning.

With a carton in his hand, he looks like a rather crude instant coffee, and his face is unbelievable: "Damn, the shops here are ridiculously expensive, and they are insulting the market economy.

"Unless they either buy it or don't use it." Zhang Dianyu said with a smile.

"..." Stark took a deep breath. "How did you do yoga--"

Zhang Dianyu saw Banner's intention to answer, and quickly interrupted him without any words: "Mr. Stark, are you going back to the morgue?"

Stark opened his mouth and nodded reluctantly: "Although this sounds weird, it seems right."

Banner shrugged in agreement: "Yes, it's quiet there."

Stark: "..."

What happened if you weren't quiet?

He originally thought that only Mr. Warden took the "luxury cell" in the morgue as a matter of course. From the reaction of Banner now, he seems to agree with this.

What's wrong with this, Stark thought crumbled.

He suspected that he was the only normal person in this prison-perhaps Stephen, but he did not like to communicate with the Supreme Master, because his eyes always looked at mental retardation.

Will Tony Stark be mentally retarded?

He bit the instant coffee bag thinking boringly. He searched the cell and found no kettle, so he decided to take a bath and sleep.

After all, he did not sleep all night last night, although he was still used to it.

The shower in the morgue was sandwiched between the two cells. There is currently no one in the other cell-this is quite different from the penguin's assessment of the contempt of the warden, and at least one of the beds is empty.

Therefore, only Stark is in the current morgue.

And many corpses.

It can't be said whether this is a good thing or a bad thing.

Stark walked into the shower room without a door, looked at the blood-stained morgue on the opposite side, unscrewed the shower valve, and then spit out a word slowly.

"Fuck."

The shower here only has cold water?

The icy, clear water poured suddenly from the top of his head, causing Stark to shudder-although Mr. Warden was not human, Mr. Fergus was a real dog.

No wonder the prisoners live so free and happy and want to escape.

For the first time, he regretted his decision not to escape from prison-is this where people can stay?

Outside the courtyard, Zhang Dianyu, who had finished her yoga class, walked with Banner to the office.

"About the decoration team, Mr. Warden ..."

Banner had just spoken, and suddenly the warden grabbed his arms and looked over solemnly.

"Dr. Banner, you have to do this, do you know why?"

Exactly, Banner did not know.

"Because," said the governor slowly, "only you can do this."

Banner was very confused.

"I mean, when Magneto and Professor Lizard joined the construction team," Zhang Dianyu said.

Banner opened his mouth slowly, his face shocked.

Zhang Dianyu smiled.

He didn't have this plan originally, but when he discovered Mr. Fergus's skills, this plan was put on the agenda.

He decided to give super criminals who will spend more than 200 years in prison in the coffin a chance-as long as they obediently go out to work, they can get the right to breathe air.

Zhang Dianyu sighed slightly, he is really a conscientious warden.

Banner held out his hand and also supported Zhang Dianyu's arms: "Mr. Warden, have you forgotten what happened not long ago? The clown is just because of this--" he couldn't speak anymore, and Sykeston died like this.

At this time, it was close to lunch. Strange, who came out of the psychiatric ward, came over from afar, glancing at the two as he passed, and his eyes seemed to be looking at mental retardation.

Zhang Dianyu and Banner: "..."

I don't know why, every time Strange looks at someone, it makes people feel offended.

Zhang Dianyu glanced at Banner and released his hand slowly.

"This is why I need you, doctor." Zhang Dianyu said solemnly. Mr. Fergus ’confinement skills do not know whether he will be freed by superpowers, and he believes Banner can tame Hulk.

In other words, symbiosis with it.

Don't ask why, this is what the movie comics say.

Banner hesitated and sighed slowly: "But I don't understand, Mr. Warden--you know that big guy, it's ... a monster." He paused for a moment, "I'm a monster, you know Really, Mr. Warden. "

"Unless you aren't," Zhang Dianyu spread his hands, "I'll say it straight, Doctor. I trust you, and I hope you trust my trust in you."

Banner: "..."

Mr. Warden is too good at matryoshka, he hasn't even had time to give a touch.

"I'll give you some time to prepare, doctor." Zhang Dianyu turned to the office and looked back at Banner, "Otherwise? Do you like to serve your sentence here?"

After Zhang Dianyu said this, he also froze for a moment.

He originally hoped Banner would stay here all the time. To be honest, he is a good helper. Compared to Peter, Banner is an adult, and he is more proficient in handling prison affairs-and does not make people feel like squeezing child labor.

He has read Banner's file. It lists how Hulk destroyed secret military bases in the desert and how to suddenly appear in a crowded city and demolish a few streets.

But there are also many doubts-even as a military R & D base that gave birth to Hulk, it has not described in detail why Hulk is so angry. In the information left by General Rose, the reason is not important. The important thing is that Hulk will become a threat.

Hell, Zhang Dianyu thought. Just look at General Rose's report, it will definitely be angry.

Banner did not answer, and the two returned to the office building in silence.

Mr. Fergus, who was walking lightly in a light blue prison uniform, passed by Zhang Dianyu with a blank expression.

Banner showed a question mark and carefully looked at Mr. Warden.

"Mr. Warden?"

Zhang Dianyu stepped in and quickly looked at Banner, did he start to shake?

"I just wanted to ask," Banner said, scratching his head. "Why are both Tony and Mr. Fergus wearing light blue ... like prison uniforms?"

"Oh," Zhang Dianyu replied calmly, "because that's a prison uniform."

Banner stunned: "Tony, has he ... sinned?"

Zhang Dianyu was a little embarrassed: "Shouldn't it be? He may just hijacked an ambulance without the normal process-I think he will go home and wait for his court summons in a few hours."

Anyway, this process Stark often walks.

But surprisingly, Stark did not leave until the end of the week. Zhang Dianyu even went to the mortuary deliberately to persuade him not to try to rub the rice in the prison. Everyone knows the economic situation here.

Stark glared at him for a long time.

"Do you really think that the cafeteria can swallow?" He ripped a bag of corn flakes angrily. "This week my consumption in the prison shop will allow me to eat cheese and beef burgers for half a month-the rich Mathematics, too, Mr. Warden. "

Zhang Dianyu was puzzled by the bag of corn flakes, and picked it up to find the production date: "Is it really not expired?"

Stark: "..."

Zhang Dianyu's eyes looked for a moment on the outer packaging, his brows slowly spread, and he put down the cornflakes and said seriously: "Don't worry, Mr. Stark, at least it's fresh."

Stark: "..."

On the second day of the new week, Zhang Dianyu ushered in an accident again.

In addition to several ordinary prisoners who supplemented the bed, he routinely accepted a transfer prisoner.

Just after eight o'clock in the morning, he saw a slightly shorter figure coming off the prison car, but no one did not recognize the grid pajamas he was wearing.

What is Peter doing here? Zhang Dianyu was dumbfounded.

Pixel Spider-Man on the map also looked very confused, scratching his head with a round grid fist.