American Manga God

The land covered with fallen leaves is like a broken wave layer upon layer, and there are shocking cracks everywhere. It was as if a terrible earthquake had passed through the forest. All the birds and beasts flew away in panic, and even the insects under the ground crawled out one after another and fled.

In Bruce Banner's sense, this destructive power is comparable to when he became the Hulk.

The mouth was wide enough to fit an egg. After a long time, Bruce's mouth was still panting heavily.

If the Hulk was in extreme anger, a little uncontrollable destruction, what Meimumu did was orderly... Destruction!

"Now you believe in magic?" Umemugi said with a blank expression.

This time, Bruce nodded mechanically.

"Let's go! Talk while walking." After starting the car and driving at a speed of 40 kilometers per hour on the muddy road in the forest, Mei Mumu said, "Aliens also exist, in fact, it will not take a few years. Aliens will invade. Because the guardians of the earth are very weak."

Bruce Banner received a lot of psychic shocks this day.

Don't you believe that there are monsters in the world? Feel sorry! The big green guy in him is a monster.

Don't believe in magic? Ha ha! Next to him sat an archmage.

Then why doesn't he believe in aliens?

A Zetaris laser rifle was in his hand, and he tried to fire a shot. It is definitely not a craft from a big country, and it is not an earth-style thing.

"Understood? I'm helping you, and I'm helping the earth. If you and I don't want the earth to be destroyed, we should have a day of cooperation." The name that Mei Mumu threw out really stunned Bruce.

"I hate violence, and I believe I can find a way to heal myself."

Mei Mumu really couldn't bear to attack this kind-hearted and gentle doctor. It's a pity that Bruce Banner is synonymous with hard work, and he is destined not only to be unable to get rid of violence, but also to be unable to cure his transformation.

"What if you are still like this in the future?" Mei Mumu killed Bruce's kindness.

Bruce also faintly realized that it is impossible to do good by himself.

He also longed for a helper in his heart.

Of course, it refers to a powerful being like Umemugi.

"Okay, I promise you. If it's really against evil aliens, I owe you one time... By the way, where am I?"

"Guatemala!"

This answer made Bruce look constipated.

God **** it, once he transformed, he actually crossed the whole of Brazil, crossed Colombia, ran hundreds of kilometers, from Brazil all the way through the rainforest, and came to Guatemala near the border between North and South America.

Following in the car, I went all the way to the nearest town—Chiapas, Mexico.

Originally, in history, poor Bruce would live a very hard life here, with no money and living on the streets. If it wasn't for a little girl who took pity on him and asked his mother for some money to put into his hands, Bruce might have triggered the Hulk's survival instinct because of extreme hunger, and there would be a lot of trouble on the Mexican side.

Now everything is different.

A group of foreigners have packed the most luxurious hotel in the area. Although that thing is only four-star, but Bruce has been in exile for so long, how has he ever had a full day of food and a good night's sleep?

How attractive is the high bed soft pillow?

There is absolutely no way to refuse.

Not to mention the hotel's presidential suite.

And with such a powerful new friend, it seems that you don't have to worry about being touched by the US special forces when you fall asleep.

Bruce slept for a full eighteen hours before waking up at noon the next day.

After grooming, he left his room and came to the living room. He immediately saw Mei Mumu who was watching Brazilian news on his laptop.

The picture on the screen made him feel extremely guilty. It was the soda factory where he worked as a black worker. In the TV screen, the boss wept in tears and complained that a mysterious demon had destroyed his factory.

The days of working as a black worker were very hard. The boss actually treated him well, and wanted to hire him as a regular worker.

Seeing Bruce's painful expression, Mei Mumu turned her head and instructed Erica who was standing beside him: "In a week, give the boss one million dollars through secret channels. Of course, if he wants to commit suicide, stop it in advance. Give him the money."

"Understood." Erica nodded.

"This..." Bruce was stunned.

"You object?" Mei Mumu asked rhetorically.

"No, it's... good. Thank you, May!" Bruce could only say.

This is Yang conspiracy. Compared to General Ross's brutal attempt to capture him back, draw blood for autopsy or something. Mei Mumu's approach is to clearly bind Bruce with grace.

The approach is a bit tough, and surprisingly, Bruce is not disgusted in his heart.

Bruce feels guilty for letting the boss lose his blood, but he is a poor guy who can't even get a dollar. His savings, his credit card, had long been monitored by General Ross. Even if he wanted to repay, he couldn't do anything.

"Do you want to have lunch?" Mei asked.

"okay!"

Soon, the hot lunch was served. Bruce couldn't calm down, because it was an old acquaintance who came up with the plate.

"Martina!?" Bruce stood up in fright: "Why are you here?"

That's right, she is Martina, a female worker in the same soda factory as him. UU reading www.uukanshu.com is to save this beautiful girl who has a beautiful face, but is not willing to sell her body and is willing to work in a hard soda factory. Bruce has only carried it with a few ruffians before.

Now, Martina, wearing a black and white maid uniform, really scared Bruce.

"Banner... Er, Mr. Strange said your name is Bruce Banner. Can I call you Banner?" Martina said shyly.

"..." Bruce turned around and stared at Mei Chuncao.

A cheeky person whistled and continued to play on the computer as if he couldn't hear it.

"Mr Banner..."

"You can call me Bruce."

"Okay, Bruce. Don't blame Mr. Strange. The night you escaped, Rogers was alive and he brought someone to trouble me. If it wasn't for Mr. Strange, I'd be . . . and sold. Be a prostitute." Having said that, Martina's voice fell.

She continued: "Mr. Strange sent someone to protect me, and then gave me a large sum of money to send my family to America. He promised to let me get it as long as I was your maid for three years. US green card, we signed a contract."

Bruce was choked, unable to speak.

He is so kind, even if he becomes Hulk, his subconscious will always affect Hulk. No act of casually killing people.

This also leaves a curse

root.