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I don't know how long I slept, Bruce Banner finally woke up and turned around.

Opening his eyes, the texture of the ceiling was very unfamiliar. Looking around again, Bruce Banner was very sure that he had arrived at a place he had never been before.

Recalling his escape for more than two years, Bruce didn't dare to relax in the slightest... Even if the layout and decoration of the room didn't look like a prison at all, he couldn't help but tensed his nerves and entered subconsciously. in a state of alert.

Lifting off the soft quilt, he tiptoed off the spacious and soft big bed. Bruce shrank his head and leaned closer to the window first, leaning out only a small half of his face and looking out.

Confirming that there are no guards patrolling back and forth outside, and there are no facilities such as watchtowers and watchtowers, Bruce was slightly relieved, took his attention back again, and turned back to the room where he was.

Three meters away from the right side of the bed, there is a half-open decorative wall with a height of about 1.45 meters. Because there is nothing in the grid for placing the decorative objects, Bruce can easily see through the grid. Behind the wall was the wooden door with a distinctly different paint color.

'Looks like there is a way out. ’

While muttering in his heart, Bruce looked left and right. After a few seconds, he came to the bedside table and picked up the vase placed on the table as a decoration.

Holding the neck of the vase in one hand, reaching for the doorknob with the other, standing behind the door, taking a few deep breaths to prepare mentally, Bruce then carefully twisted the handle and gently opened the wooden door.

Instead of going out directly, he leaned in at the small crack of the door and looked outside for more than ten seconds.

After confirming that there was no movement in the corridor outside the door, Bruce opened the door and walked out of the room on tiptoe.

The corridor, which is nearly two meters wide, is almost seventeen or eighteen meters long. Like the house, the decorations on the corridors are also warm and homely.

The first thing that caught Bruce's attention was not the other two doors on the left, nor the small space on the right that looked like a rest area, but a small open door at the bottom of the other end of the corridor, which was originally blocked. The white gauze in front of the door was lifted up, scribbled and comfortably hung on one side, and the drooping hem gently swayed under the breeze. Looking out through this small door, you can see a balcony with wrought iron railings. Looking further forward, it turned out to be a vast and boundless azure blue...

‘…Where is this? ' I don't remember what happened after I turned into the Hulk, but I remember very well that I was hiding in the ghetto of Brasilia. Pretty sure there is no such scenery near his hiding place, and involuntarily, Bruce's vigilance deepened.

He clenched the vase in his hand, and lightly crossed the two doors on the way, along the corridor to the small open door.

He first probed his head and looked outside. After about ten seconds, Bruce walked out of the small door and came to the balcony outside.

"Hee hee~, come and catch me~"

"Don't run~!"

The oncoming sea breeze not only mixed with a faint salty taste, but also vaguely brought a string of cheerful laughter.

Looking in the direction of the sound, there is a flat and spacious lawn about 30 meters away. At this moment, there are several cute-looking little girls playing on the lawn.

Although he still didn't know where he was, seeing the scene in front of him, Bruce couldn't help but relax a little.

Think deeper...

"The children are having a good time, and they don't seem to have something in their hearts. It's also very particular to look at their clothes..."

I felt that the group of little girls I saw in my sight were most likely the family of the 'Messenger', and then I thought that if the Messenger had ulterior motives, I wouldn't allow my family to appear so unsuspecting in front of my eyes... …

"Hey, relax, relax~, Bruce, don't be nervous... yes, don't be nervous."

Like self-hypnosis, he talked to himself for a while.

After nearly a minute, Bruce completely adjusted his mentality, and his expression relaxed, returning to his usual appearance.

Go back to the corridor, put the vase back in the room he just used, and then go down the stairs to the first floor... This time, Bruce is not as cautious as before, but has become more active.

"Anyone? Hello?"

"Excuse me, is anyone there?"

After shouting several times in a row, Bruce finally waited for a response.

A girl in a maid's costume came out of nowhere: "Hello, Dr. Banner. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Uh." Knowing that the other party was called out by him, Bruce was still a little taken aback.

Well, can't blame Bruce for being too timid either.

After all, the counterattack appeared from behind him, and there was not even the slightest sound of footsteps.

What's more, just like her sister's reputation, the counterattack also has eyes of different colors that are completely different from ordinary people...

Fortunately, the environment here is very good, revealing a relaxed and freehand charm. If you change the location to the old castle in the Scottish Highlands, and add a hand-held candlestick to set off the atmosphere... It is no exaggeration to say that, based on the delicate appearance of the counterattack, and her strange-colored pupils and the shape of the black and white maid uniform, the It's not impossible for people to freak out.

"That..." After being stunned for a few seconds, Bruce raised his hand a little embarrassedly, and responded to the counterattack's greetings half a beat: "Hi. May I ask who you are..."

Dummy tilted his head~www.NovelMTL.com~ Remembering that he hadn't introduced himself yet, he counterattacked with an embarrassed smile: "Ah, sorry, I'm counterattack, referring to... Mr. Locke's personal maid and deputy head maid. ."

The original feeling was a little weird, but because of counterattacking this slightly silly smile, it suddenly became a lot more normal.

"Locke?" With a calm mind, Bruce finally regained his usual thinking ability: "You mean, the Locke who helped me a lot more than a year ago or two years ago?"

Although he hadn't come to Shi Xiaolei's side at that time, let alone witnessed the scene where he met Bruce, but because he was sent to take care of Bruce, the counterattack had already learned a lot from Shi Xiaolei's mouth.

"Yes." Nodding with a smile, there was a bit of unconcealed pride in his counterattack eyes: "Dr. Banner, do you need me to inform MAster? Or, shall I take you to eat first? Master ordered After that, let me treat you well for him."

"Well..." After a moment of hesitation, Bruce made a choice: "If possible, I would like to go and say thank you to him first."