Beautiful Man

Chapter 218 Escape to Brazil! A drop of blood!

The sun is rising and the earth is scorching.

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

The room was dim and the air was dirty. The most important thing was that there was no air conditioning yet, and Banner's white shirt was already wet with sweat.

He is a top physicist in the United States. He once lived in a luxury apartment and enjoyed a generous salary. However, because of an experimental change, he was completely plunged into the abyss and the future will be dark.

It has been half a year since the last accident.

In order to avoid being hunted by the military and to prevent himself from becoming a guinea pig, Banner went to Brazil to work in a soda bottling factory after hardships.

Although the environment is difficult and the salary is barely enough for food and clothing, it is already very satisfying for Banner who fled.

"what!!!"

With an exclamation, Banner woke up from his sleep.

After seeing the surrounding scenes and hearing the familiar but unintelligible foreign language in his ears, he gradually relaxed.

For more than half a year, the laboratory accident and the tragic situation of his girlfriend Betty have been harassing him.

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

Didi!

Heart rate is 175!

Look at the value on the heart rate detection bracelet that is about to burst.

Banner immediately sat up cross-legged and used breathing to relieve inner anxiety and lower his heart rate.

This is a practical technique used to regulate emotions in Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu.

Through six months of uninterrupted efforts, Banner has mastered it skillfully.

Banner can handle many things that make ordinary people furious. This may be the biggest gain of this trip to Brazil.

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

Although in Brazil, Banner has been following 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 with colored channels.

Of course, Banner is absolutely not to watch this stuff.

Having not touched a woman for more than half a year caused him, a healthy adult man, to suffer.

When he sees this kind of intimate scene now, his heart rate can't control his beating wildly, even Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu doesn't work.

Tuned to the U.S. News Channel, special programs are being shown on TV.

"Today is the second day after the Washington incident. Mr. President announced that the White House will lower its flag at half mast and pay tribute to Agent Maria Hill, the director of SHIELD!"

"Many citizens of Washington also took to the streets and presented flowers to Agent Maria Hill to show their condolences and memory!"

Scenes of people's flowers and weeping were shown on the TV screens, and videos of the ruined walls of the Sanquyi headquarters building were interspersed from time to time, as well as pictures of the heroic agent Maria Hill.

Banner stopped eating, and gradually grasped the spoon in his palm.

Clown, clown again!

When he wanted to join the research team of General Ross, Banner had set his goal proudly: to help the people of 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 was extremely disgusted with that thing in his body, Banner knew very well that it was the most critical part of 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 afraid, horrified, and flinched, he didn't want to become a monster that everyone was afraid of.

Looking at the photos of people who died as a result of the clown organization on TV, Banner was full of guilt and blamed himself.

If they didn't run away, but gave it to General Ross, maybe these people would not die.

Thinking of the bold rhetoric at the beginning, Banner has a strong self-loathing towards who he is now.

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After eating breakfast preoccupiedly, Banner walked out of the room with a backpack and walked to work at a soda factory a few hundred meters away.

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

But how to say that sentence is that gold shines everywhere.

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

The interior and exterior of the factory are messy, and even the important equipment in the workshop always fails due to aging.

Banner has seven Ph.Ds in science and engineering, and in just a few months helped the factory solve multiple equipment failure problems, which is loved by the boss and disgusted by the workers.

Not long after I entered the factory today, there was a problem with the control switch that controls the belt drive of the production line, and there were even sparks.

The boss quickly called Banner over for repairs.

Banner proficiently disassembled the control box and simply repaired it, and the control switch could operate normally.

Upon seeing this, the boss laughed from ear to ear.

He really likes such a versatile and cheap staff.

The boss told Banner with a smile on his face that he wanted to hire him as a full-time employee, but Banner was lack of interest in promotion and salary increase, and just silently installed the control box.

"Sin!"

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

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

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

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

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

Banner breathed a sigh of relief. After wiping the blood with a rag, he raised his head to signal the boss to restart the production line.

Karakala’s voice sounded, and the empty glass bottles started running again.

What Banner didn't notice, however, was that another drop of blood fell on the mouth of the glass bottle by accident, and was thoroughly mixed with the soda.

The destination of this batch of soda is-America!

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The busy and boring work finally ended, and Banner dragged his tired body back home alone.

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 biogenetics. The two met in an online forum.

Banner posted on the Internet saying that one of his friends had a miraculous 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 provided various treatment options to Banner’s friends, and Banner tried them all, 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 feels a headache. He has tried all the plans in the past six months, but they all ended in failure.

Dr. Lan thought for a moment and replied: "There is no way, I need to meet your friend."

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

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

Banner hesitated for a moment and replied: "Well, I will ask him to post it as soon as possible!"

After the chat, Banner immediately took off his coat and used a syringe to draw 50 ml of blood.

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

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