The Time Controller of American Comics

"Mr. Green, thank you"

Perhaps Banner himself could not have imagined that he could miraculously survive being exposed to a gamma radiation bomb. He was rescued by Jonathan, an old scientist he respected, and escorted abroad to the magical country of Elang. A white Boeing business jet landed in the drizzle at Khomeini International Airport.

The white Boeing business jet is decorated with black paint, and the English "johnathan" is written on the tail of the aircraft.

Jonathan's life has never changed his attitude because of the value of an item. As long as the thing he likes costs ten dollars or ten thousand dollars, it makes no difference to him.

Jonathan usually travels simply, but if he is negotiating business in the name of the company, he also has a relatively luxurious means of transportation. It is obvious that this plane is Jonathan's personal property.

"Banner, General Ross will not give up, and behind General Ross there is the behemoth of the entire United States and the entire country. It is simply difficult for me to protect you. I can only mix you with my accompanying team and kill you." Escort out of the country.”

"Mr. Green, I understand that you have done a lot for me. I really don't know how to repay you." Banner did not expect that in the end, Jonathan, the usually unsmiling boss behind the laboratory, saved him and escorted him Living an anonymous life abroad is the real thing, and I am very satisfied if I can have this peace and joy.

In fact, it's not that Jonathan can't be protected, but it's a question of whether it's worth it. He can't stand up against the entire United States because of a Hulk.

Doing a favor like this can make the Hulk grateful for the rest of his life. Why not do it? After all, he was the one who bent down and stretched out his hands when he was desperate. With Banner's personality, he would not forget it.

"Here you can find a factory to work as a small worker. I will arrange for you to be hidden in a crowded and messy slum, and there you will meet someone of your kind."

"similar"

The Boeing business jet landed at the airport. Jonathan was escorted by a blond woman in professional attire. In the thundering night, a man in a suit held a black umbrella to protect Jonathan from the falling drizzle.

There were three pure black Rolls-Royces parked at the airport, with their headlights lighting up the road for Jonathan and Banner.

Jonathan came to Lang to conduct important negotiations for Stark Company. Generally, Jonathan has three ways to travel: riding a bicycle, driving a car, or taking a private car. Jonathan's choices will naturally be different at different times. Jonathan mixed Banner into his entourage. No one would check, and few people dared to check.

Both Jonathan and Banner fell into silence for a while in the Rolls Royce. Banner was honest and taciturn, and Jonathan was not a talkative person in comparison.

Rolls-Royce walked through the city and came to the unknown slums. A series of dim yellow low-rise bungalows were densely built. On the streets of the slums, a group of little boys who looked like black potatoes. Shirtless running around the back of Jonathan's Rolls Royce.

"Sorry, the shop is closed."

"Wade, do you really not know me?"

Outside a small shop, a man wearing a mask opened two wooden doors a crack. There was a thin iron chain connected between the two doors. The man held a small flashlight and looked around questioningly.

But upon hearing this voice, the man named Wade froze. Even if he hadn't seen this voice for several years, he was very familiar with it.

It was this voice that transformed him from an unconscious weapon into a flesh-and-blood person. Originally, General Stryker made himself a mobile weapon that was unconscious and unable to speak, but this man saved himself and allowed him to Speak, let yourself have thoughts, and let yourself live a normal life.

With the help of Jonathan, he opened a small shop here with his girlfriend and lived an ordinary life without fighting against the world, but his face was ruined.

That's right, he is Deadpool.

"Wade, let me introduce you to a friend. From today on, you may be neighbors for a while."

On the wooden floor, there was only a dim light bulb hanging in the dark cabin. Deadpool's girlfriend was wrapped in a long coat and walked out with two white thighs dangling.

In order to entertain the distinguished guests, she put the only bag of fruit at home in the juicer and stirred it. Because she knew that Jonathan liked to drink homemade drinks, she deliberately did not take the cheap drinks in the store. She is equally grateful to Jonathan. Without Jonathan, they would not be where they are today.

"Both of you are not ordinary people. You also have the same American general as your enemy. You can look after each other when encountering danger."

It’s true that Deadpool and the Hulk are not ordinary people. Deadpool is no longer the Deadpool in the movie. Jonathan has not deprived him of any superpowers. He is still the big boss in Wolverine 1.

In addition to his originally superb sword skills, he also has the ability of Cyclops to fire red energy beams, the self-healing ability that surpasses Wolverine, and the ability of Nightcrawler to teleport.

Not to mention that the cloned version of Deadpool is more powerful than the original mutant, but it can be said that when the two protagonists Wolverine and Cyclops X-Men work together to attack, both of them may be completely tortured.

Of course, Uncle Wolf's charm lies not in his strength, but in his fierceness that refuses to admit defeat.

"Mr. Green, thank you for your trouble. In fact, we are very satisfied with the life we ​​have now."

"Wade, why does your girlfriend seem to have cried?"

"Mr. Green, I won't hide it from you. I hope you can give me a chance. I have been trying to erase the hatred in my heart over the years, but I found that I couldn't do it at all. I still have nightmares every night. I I want you to give me a chance, so that I can kill Stryker with my own hands, pull out his intestines bit by bit, then wrap them around his neck and strangle him to death."

The unrecognizable Deadpool gritted his teeth and spoke fiercely. After that, he glanced at his girlfriend who was squeezing blood oranges into cups of scarlet orange juice in the kitchen: "As for Vanessa, she and I have a conflict of opinions, and Now that I have become like this, I really don’t want to delay her, she should have a better future.”

Jonathan didn't know how he got it. After traveling through the Marvel Cinematic Universe for so many years, he never knelt down to a superhero or any force. Not to mention, he became their senior. They were all grateful to him, and they all came here. Kneel down and lick yourself, it’s really sexy