Banner's face turned red with shame after hearing those words, and without a second thought, he slapped himself. What was he thinking?
Jennifer was his cousin, and she was in danger. Yet here he was, hesitating and fearing this and that. So what if he went to the United States?!
Could Ross really catch him? It would just be another chase, and it wasn't like he hadn't been hunted before. Was his peaceful life more important than Jennifer's safety?!
Having figured this out, Banner returned to Natasha, bowed, and said, "Thank you for bringing me this news. I need to pack my things and head to the United States immediately. I can't let Jennifer get hurt, no matter what."
Natasha blinked. He figured it out so quickly? A bit too easy to convince.
She swallowed all the advice she had prepared, feeling a bit amused but still wiping a tear and pretending to be surprised, "Really? That's wonderful."
"You're right. Jennifer is my closest cousin. I can't just watch her fall into danger. I have to save her!" Bruce Banner nodded and said.
"It's daytime now, and if we want to leave, we need to wait until night. Leaving during the day might get us spotted by U.S. military spies and draw them here. So let's meet around nine tonight, then take a car to leave. Once we're back in Los Angeles, I hope you can stay away from me. I don't want to drag you and Jennifer into trouble." Bruce Banner turned and headed to his place.
"Is he really that easy to fool?" Natasha blinked, her eyes gleaming with mischief as she watched Banner's back. She felt a bit guilty, but over the years, she'd long discarded any excess sympathy.
"He's smart, but when it comes to family or loved ones, people tend to lose their reason," Yang Han said calmly.
Natasha was surprised and glanced at Yang Han, saying, "Do you understand humans so well? I'm starting to suspect you're an alien."
"What? Can't aliens learn about Earth? I've seen enough of human nature. The universe is vast with many species, but Earth is the most beautiful and harmonious planet I've seen," Yang Han praised. After all, he came from another Earth, so praising Earth wasn't a big deal, right?
Even Ultraman from Japan considers Earth a second home, so why couldn't he? Isn't there still China here? Ultraman can go back, but he can't, so he might as well consider this China his home.
No regrets entering China in this life, and in the next, he'd be born in the land of flowers again.
Natasha was amazed. Have aliens become so enlightened now?
She had heard of a military department dedicated to dealing with aliens, supposedly nicknamed the Men in Black, specializing in handling extraterrestrial beings. Get faster updates on novelping(.)com.
"But, do we need any preparations to replicate Hulk's genes?" Natasha didn't dwell on Yang Han's knowledge of Earth and asked directly.
"No need, just possession can replicate it. But I remember, besides you, the military also sent people, right? For me to replicate, I need some stable time," Yang Han replied.
"I understand." Natasha's beautiful eyes showed a hint of excitement that she couldn't fully hide.
The thought of gaining the terrifying power of the Hulk made Natasha eager to try.
Even she didn't realize that relying further on Yang Han for power would make her increasingly dependent on him.
Only one's own strength is true strength. Never rely on external forces or shortcuts.
That said, when it comes to choosing, people often opt for the shortcut.
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Around seven in the evening.
In Brazil's Rocinha Favela, unlike the bustling big cities, the residential area next to the factory dimmed early, with the local residents, tired from a day's work, mostly asleep.
At this time, several mysterious vehicles were parked in a narrow alley within the residential area.
Inside one of the bulletproof disguised vehicles, the cabin was brightly lit, spacious, and equipped with various technological instruments and multiple split screens.
General Ross issued an order through the intercom: "All elite soldiers, take the nerve-paralyzing guns and infiltrate the target residence for a siege!"
Upon receiving the order, the doors of the other vehicles opened immediately, and nearly ten fully armed elite soldiers skillfully crouched and quickly entered the alleys.
They were indeed elites among elites, and under the cover of night, no one noticed their presence or tracks.
Blonsky led the charge, and the darkness and narrow alleys didn't affect his agility as he swiftly reached the destination's building.
The large black dog tied downstairs sensed something amiss and barked, but Blonsky quickly aimed and fired, the paralyzing bullet hitting the dog's neck, rendering it silent and limp on the ground.
Blonsky waved his hand forward, and his teammates immediately followed, swiftly reaching the third floor via the stairs.
'Boom!'
A small bomb was installed on the door of the target's single room, and after detonation, amid the flying wooden debris, Blonsky charged in with his gun, firing several shots at the bed!
If all went well, the operation should end here.
Blonsky raised an eyebrow, sensing something was wrong. He stepped forward and lifted the bed covers, only to find pillows underneath.
"The target escaped!" Blonsky reported in a low voice.
"Pursue!"
This was the command from the other end of the intercom, General Ross's voice.
The elite soldiers immediately followed the trail downstairs, quickly spotting a curly-haired young man in a red shirt with a backpack, fleeing towards the alley's end!
As if aware of the consequences of his anger, the curly-haired young man's escape route led directly to a deserted factory!
"The military sure acts fast!" Natasha emerged from a dark corner, watching the soldiers with some displeasure.
They had already regrouped and were ready to leave, but the military had shown up.
Bruce Banner had told her to leave first, and he would follow, but knowing Bruce Banner was the Hulk, how could Natasha really leave?
"Of course, the military is after Hulk's genes to replicate such a super soldier. How could they not act fast?" Yang Han's tone was also a bit annoyed. The military was trying to snatch food from the tiger's mouth.
"Should we follow?" Natasha asked.
"Of course, if necessary, we should teach the military a lesson, shouldn't we?"