"Honey, you're back?"

As soon as Bruce Banner arrived home, Betty Rose greeted him.

"What is this?"

Flipping her toes, Betty asked curiously as she touched the turquoise gem-like object stuck in the center of Bruce's eyebrows.

"The energy crystal of the 'new mood regulator', the hoop is the main body of the 'regulator'. ”

"Will there be radiation?"

Betty was a little worried, her clear eyes full of concern.

"How is that possible," Bruce explained with a smile as he put his arms around his lover's shoulders, "it's already a very mature technology, as stable as the reactor on Tony's chest." ”

"Don't talk about this," reached out to give Betty a slightly messy haircut, for no reason, Bruce felt a little hot in his lower abdomen, "Honey, the problem has been solved, we should ......"

"It's time for dinner!"

Betty gave Dr. Banner a blank look, interrupting him for the rest of his sentence.

Yang pecked at the corner of her boyfriend's lips, and Betty slapped his arm in disgust: "Go to the restaurant and wait, I'll go and prepare dinner for you." ”

At the mention of dinner, the smile on Bruce's face froze.

"Honey, I'm fine, I mean, can I eat a little more mundane food?"

Bruce Banner spoke quickly and in a somewhat flustered tone, so it's no wonder that anyone who has eaten "chocolate sprinkled with Viagra powder" for dinner for more than half a month will have such a reaction.

Betty Rose ignored him, and Bruce sat in the dining room nervously.

Dinner was prepared quickly, the categories were sumptuous, the main course was sandwiches, the dishes were steak and vegetable salad, and most importantly, no strange ingredients were added to it.

Betty prepared only one cutlery and sat there watching her boyfriend enjoy dinner.

Bruce has long been accustomed to the fact that fat is a woman's natural enemy, and his attitude is almost the same as that of diamonds, as long as he can lose an extra gram, a mere dinner is nothing.

On weekdays, my girlfriend also looks at herself eating like this, and Bruce doesn't think it's inappropriate, but today I always feel like there is a pushpin under my buttocks, maybe I haven't seen the familiar blue powder, and I'm a little unaccustomed.

Carefully opening the sandwich layer, seeing that there were no special ingredients inside, Bruce Banner smiled apologetically at Betty, who rolled her eyes, and swallowed it heavily.

"Bang-"

Bruce, who had finally eaten a normal dinner, sat down on the couch until Betty brought a large beer mug and placed it on the table in front of him.

"Goo-dong-" Bruce swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked weakly, "Betty, is this ......"

"The watermelon juice I squeezed for you, quickly, drink it all. ”

Betty pointed to the cup and urged.

Bruce smiled awkwardly, it was the best disguised "watermelon juice" he had ever seen.

The three-liter magnum was filled with what we might call liquid.

There was not a hint of redness, but it was all a viscous, unmelted blue powder, like quicklime with little water and insufficient stirring.

Still, Bruce would have preferred this cup to be lime water.

He still wanted to explain hard, but in the face of his girlfriend's threatening eyes, he had to drink the whole glass of watermelon juice "coo-dong".

"Ahem, ahem—"

The after-dinner drink was indeed too sticky, and Bruce felt his throat ache after drinking.

"How does it feel?"

Betty Rose snuggled up, her posture quickly shifting to straddle, her fingers drawing circles across Bruce's chest through her clothes.

"I ......"

Just as he was about to say a few love words to enhance the atmosphere, Bruce's face suddenly changed, and he pushed Betty Rose off of him, and then ran over the sofa in a panic away from his girlfriend.

"Run, Betty, he's coming out!"

Betty Rose, who was thrown into the blind, was full of anger and grievance, and was just about to question Bruce when he heard such a sentence.

Who, who's coming out?

As soon as the doubts arose, Betty secretly scolded herself for being stupid, who else could make her boyfriend like a great enemy, it would only be that damn Hulk!

"No, Bruce, calm down!"

Betty stepped back as she tried to calm her boyfriend, who looked flustered and looked helpless.

This is the middle of town, and if Hulk shows up here, it won't take a few hundred lives to stop him until he's stopped.

And these sins and losses will be counted on Bruce afterwards, not to mention self-blame and guilt, if it is not good, it will make him fall into an endless hunt, and the happy life that the two have finally stabilized will completely collapse.

However, Bruce was already desperate, he wanted to calm down, but how could he calm down.

The Viagra that he drank into his stomach just now has to be counted as a kilogram, not to mention people, and elephants can't stand it.

Remorse licked his heart like a flame, and with the protection of his physique and "mood regulator", no matter how much Viagra he served, it would not have the slightest effect, but he insisted that Evan make functional modifications in this regard.

Knowing that something like this would happen, Bruce would never have talked too much when Evan modified the "mood regulator".

Isn't it inhumane, and what is it compared to thousands of human lives?

Not to mention that only himself, his girlfriend, and Tony know about it, even if the news circulates in the United States, it is much stronger than turning into the Hulk to wreak havoc in New York.

"I hope Evan won't blame himself for this!"

Bruce didn't blame Evan, because he found it himself.

After leaving Evan's villa, Bruce found a public toilet and experimented with it himself, and found that there were no problems before returning home to tell his girlfriend the good news.

Who knew that after habitually drinking a large amount of juice dissolved with Viagra powder, there would be such serious consequences, obviously it was fine before.

So, this matter has nothing to do with Evan at all, and Bruce is really afraid that the boy will take the blame that does not belong to him on himself.

Geniuses are always proud, whether it's Evany, Tony, or even Bruce himself, their confidence in themselves is the biggest guarantee for them to keep moving forward.

And this self-confidence can also be frustrated because of the extremely serious harm you have caused to others, and if you can't get out of the shadows, it's not impossible to collapse.

Take Bruce himself as an example, he was so confident in his technology that he dared to experiment on himself without verification, and with the appearance of the Hulk and the turmoil he brought him, Bruce now even has to turn off the gas several times.

I haven't been to a physics lab for a long time, and I seem to have completely become a pure theoretical scholar.

Therefore, what Bruce fears most now is that Evan will have a shadow similar to himself for this matter, and the guilt that will bring him is not much lower than the destruction of New York.

"It's coming—"

A feeling of heat ran through his body, and an unfamiliar consciousness began to emerge from every cell of his body, but as a cool sensation came from his forehead, Bruce found that the distance between him and the strange consciousness seemed to be infinitely far apart, and the other party did not seem to be able to snatch control of his consciousness and body.

"Whew-"

With a long sigh of relief, Bruce gave Betty a reassuring smile.

However, before he could be happy, the gathered consciousness poured into his lower body as if it had found some kind of catharsis.

For an instant, Bruce didn't feel its presence.

This does not mean that it disappears, on the contrary, it begins to swell, at a rate that makes all men desperate.

"Oh my God—"

Betty covered the corners of her mouth in surprise, watching her boyfriend's lower clothes all crack, and a hideous meat whip with thighs and the length of a python appeared on him, whistling and slapping back and forth in the room.

"Hide, Betty, I can't control it!"

Seeing that a single slap left a splash of cracks on the wall, Bruce stared at the little brother who had turned pure green, how could he not know that this was some kind of outward manifestation of Hulk's consciousness.

It wasn't laughing at its lethality and irritability, and Bruce quickly yelled at Betty Rose, who was still in range of it, telling her to find a chance to stay out of the way.

"I'll save you, Bruce, I'll get you out. ”

Seeing herself fleeing, Fleshwhip begins to entangle with Bruce, and Betty cries like a tearful man.

If it weren't for Viagra's effect being so good that it wasn't malleable at all, maybe Bruce would have been strangled by it by now.

Flustered pulling out her phone, Betty began to call Melinda's, and quickly explained to her what was going on here in a crying voice.

When Melinda May learned of this, she didn't go to Evan for help, as Betty Rose had asked her to do, and she didn't want to involve the boy in such a dangerous matter, so she decisively passed the news to Nick Fury.

When the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. heard about it, he immediately organized agents to go and arranged for medical personnel to accompany him.

However, it wasn't the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents who left immediately after receiving the order, but someone else.

In the confined space, Bruce could not get rid of the entanglement of the meat whip, so he could only run into the empty courtyard and shout at the others not to approach.

Naturally, the enthusiastic people called the police.

Therefore, before the agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. arrived, the police, fire police, hospital ambulance crews, and even reporters who heard the news had already surrounded the scene.

As a result, Bruce became popular, and with a rocket-like momentum, he was known to the melon-eating masses in the United States and even the world