"Don't say such hurtful things, at least I have no ill will towards you. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to ask S.H.I.E.L.D. for your whereabouts and address. Tang Bai waved his hand. No matter how violent Bruce Banner's other side is, he gives a good impression when he keeps his sanity and emotions clearly. Especially after knowing what he has been doing, it is even more difficult to have a bad feeling for him.

"You're more of a threat than those who have been driven away, aren't you?" Bruce Banner retorted.

"Looks like you're having a bad day." Tang Bai looked at the simple and dilapidated houses around him, and his expression was in a trance with a little emotion.

Although Tang Bai is not the kind of person who likes to enjoy, the days of more than a hundred years of imperceptibly not having to worry about money and life have also made him a person who can never wronged himself in ordinary times. Compared to the villa where Tony Stark lived, the house where Bruce Banner lived looked like a mud house from hundreds of years ago.

As two people with great power, the treatment and life are indeed two extremes that are completely different.

"I'm used to it." Bruce Banner is calm.

"You're studying medicine?" Tang Bai saw some books on the bookshelves in the room, reached out and pulled one out of it, opened the pages and flipped through it. The pages were wrinkled, and the fingers were scratched, and there were tiny handwriting in the margins, which was basically the same after rummaging, indicating that their owners did not use them as ornaments, but read and studied them carefully.

"yes." Bruce Banner, who followed closely behind Tang Bai, looked at Tang Bai who was in a natural color in the room. There is a sense that I don't know what to say. After giving a dry answer to Tang Bai's question, he simply remained silent.

"You also want to see if you can solve your own troubles, right?" Tang Bai stuffed the books in his hand back into the bookshelf, turned around and said face to face with Bruce Banner.

"What do you want to drink?" Bruce Banner steers away from the topic that Tang Bai throws up. asked to himself.

"Is there coffee?"

"I don't drink that."

"Easily excited?"

"It's sensitive, so I need to try to avoid those as much as I can now."

"Then boiled water."

"Right now."

Tang Bai sat down on the couch with some tattered skin, and Bruce Banner came over with a teacup of water. The cup is made of iron, and the white body of the cup shows its original iron color in many places, making it look like it has been a long time coming.

"May I ask which side you belong to?" Bruce Banner tentatively suggested a possibility: "The military? ”

"It has nothing to do with the military." Tang Bai took the water glass handed over by Bruce Banner.

"Don't mind this cup, if you don't want my bowl to greet you. In fact, except for the lunch box I use, most of my bowls here don't look very good. Bruce Banner rubbed his hands, "So you belong to S.H.I.E.L.D.s." ”

"I believe in Nick Fury, the current director of S.H.I.E.L.D. He is no less wary of me than he is of you or anyone who is uncontrolled, but who has some kind of power in his hands. Tang Bai tested the temperature of the water with the tip of his tongue and found that the temperature was just right. It's a little hot. But it's not hard to catch.

"You have my uncontrolled situation?" Bruce Banner looked at Tang Bai in a daze.

"Actually. No. My power is under my control, and it will not run wild. But you know, that kind of spy boss is an existence with an extremely strong desire to control. Anyone or force beyond their imagination, who is not controlled, or even controlled, by them, they will remain vigilant and suspicious enough. They are the kind of people who lack trust in outsiders. Tang Bai spread his hands.

"According to what you said, you have your own powers. And that power is very tame, so what is the purpose of you looking for me? "Bruce Banner originally thought that Tang Bai was also here for the one inside him. But during the period of contact and communication with Tang Bai, Tang Bai did not give him any feeling in this regard. So about Tang Bai's intention, Bruce Banner has a slightly confused illusion at the moment.

"Help you." Tang Baidao.

"Help me with what?" Bruce Banner looked confused.

"Help you solve your biggest headaches."

"My biggest headache is that I don't know when it's going to come out again."

"That's why I'm here."

"Help me?"

"Don't believe me?"

"Do you believe what you say?" Bruce Banner rubbed his forehead. Even a person with a little social experience and experience would not believe what a stranger said, right?

"Then be honest and study you on the premise of helping you." Tang Bai rested the water cup on the chair next to him, leaned back on the sofa behind him, and spread his hands.

"Like the military once did to me? That's not good! Bruce Banner stared at Tang Bai with some alarm. He has been careful with his own blood. He really didn't want the Bronsky's change of abomination anymore.

"I don't agree with that. Rashly giving a person great power, just like casually giving an ordinary person hundreds of billions of dollars, can easily make people psychologically unbalanced and completely collapse your previous life. Tang Bai pursed his lips, slightly disdainful.

In fact, it is.

Most of the so-called heroes in this world are for some reason, and then they suddenly gained great power from an ordinary person. It's like a person who has suddenly enjoyed the benefits of power, and will never forget it, and indulge in the pleasure that power brings him. When a person suddenly obtains a power that others can't reach, most of them will inevitably have some psychological imbalance.

This well-structured world also has its own balance.

A sudden increase in power will inevitably bring about quite serious sequelae, making it imperfect. Bruce Banner is one such condition.

"What do you want to do?" Bruce Banner looked at Tang Bai: "Can you help me get rid of that one in my body?" ”

"I can't guarantee that." Tang Bai shook his head: "But what I can guarantee is that I can help you maintain your own calm and suppress your restless emotions." ”

"How to suppress it?" Bruce Banner looked at Tang Bai with both eyes.

Tang Bai didn't answer, just looked in the direction where the door was.

Bruce Banner, who didn't get an answer, followed the probe to look at the closed door, "What's wrong?" ”

There was a knock on the door. (To be continued......)