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Chapter 149 Big fat, see you tomorrow, big fat, see you every day
"no!!!"
The moment Bruce Banner yelled such a desperate cry that made the listener sad and shed tears, accompanied by a "chi-la-his-la" tearing sound of fabric, the Hulk he claimed "no longer exists" , replacing him who had completely lost consciousness, appeared in front of Saint.Please () see the most complete!The fastest updated novel!
"hello."
Yin Saint waved hello familiarly, strode forward, clenched his fist in his right hand, and stretched out an arm straight to the Hulk: "Big Fatty, did you miss me?"
"Hulk!"
The Hulk also stretched out his unusually huge arm, and fist-bumped Saint with a fist as big as a rice cooker.
Still unwilling to speak?
Because Saint was hit by the punch, he took half a step back. After eight days, he and the Hulk managed to establish some friendship, and gradually had some interactive communication behaviors. However, although Bruce Ban The Hulk can understand the language of Nahui, but he is unwilling to say a word. No matter what he wants to express, it is just "Hulk"...
"I thought you meant you missed me..."
Saint curled his lips, raised the four fingers of his right hand, and moved them toward the Hulk: "Come on! Round one!"
"Roar!!!"
As always, the effect of this provocative gesture was very immediate. The Hulk slammed his feet on the ground, raising up the soil all over the sky, and at the same time, he pounced on Saint.
"Ok?"
Saint raised half of his eyebrows. Although he still looked as menacing as ever, he was still keenly aware that the Hulk's movements were usually slower. Obviously, no matter what Bruce Banner did, he had no influence on himself. The impact did not disappear with the emergence of Hulk, and there are still some sequelae.
Although the life energy contained in the Hulk's body is unlimited, the power he can exert is only a limited part. Today, this so-called "limited" quantitative value is obviously lower than usual.
Could it be said that today is the day I turn around?
Because Saint's eyes lit up, he faced him tit for tat. He was beaten half to death by the Hulk every day. How could he not have any resentment in his heart? After all, this was actually him who came here voluntarily to seek torture...
However... facing the Hulk with an additional negative state, Saint's performance was indeed more heroic than usual, but the battle situation was still the same as usual.
The Hulk's nearly invincible defense is because he has unlimited life energy, which will not be weakened by negative status. Should he eat two more Saints before he can recover, or should he eat two less? Can you reply, there is no difference between the two except efficiency...
Saint, who can be injured, can only become weaker as he fights, while Hulk, who cannot be injured, becomes stronger and stronger as he fights. The sequelae caused by the drug are gradually reducing. Before the first round is over, he has already become stronger. Returned to normal level.
Saint failed to turn over and had to continue to be a salted fish. He was quickly beaten to death, and then, under the threat of death, he had to use rapid treatment on himself.
A very interesting point is that in Saint's perception, the Hulk with unlimited breath is a pervert who cannot be killed, but in the simple mind of the Hulk, every time he fights a round, he will be reborn immediately. Saint is also an existence that cannot be beaten to death...
Because Saint was pretty lucky today. He fought the Hulk for five rounds, and the four "near-death-strengthening" improvements were greater than the consumption of "quick healing." The only time he lost money, he only lost one. With a combat power of several digits, when the fifth round was over, the combat power had already exceeded the [-] mark.
"Five hundred and two points, I was 470 four before..."
Because Saint did the math and found with great satisfaction that his combat effectiveness had increased by 28 points, he immediately decided to take advantage of the situation. According to his previous experience, six rounds a day was the limit. Otherwise, it would be difficult to draw any good results. The result comes.
As for whether it is one's own potential that cannot be exploited too frequently, or whether it is holding on while mentally exhausted, which is not conducive to the growth of Qi, Saint cannot be sure.
Saint, who was ready to call it quits, fell from the air to the ground. After getting familiar with the Hulk, he rarely went outside the protective shield. Usually after a round of fighting, he just floated in the air to rest. At the same time, he is also waiting for the recharge of rapid treatment. Whenever this happens, the Hulk will not jump up to harass him, but will wait until he lands on the ground with a tacit understanding before starting the next round of play.
Well, that's right, the Hulk thought that his act of beating Saint to death was just for fun...
"Etc., etc."
After Saint landed, he immediately waved to the Hulk rushing towards him: "Big Fatty, I can't play with you today. See you tomorrow."
"Hulk!!!"
"Hey! Hey! Hey!"
Saint took a step back to keep his distance, pointed one hand at the Hulk's nose, and pointed at the protective shield with the other: "Don't force me to sneak out by myself and leave you here alone for the night. I don't want to do that either, but I can do it!”
"Hulk!"
The Hulk sat down on the ground. He obviously understood Saint's words and hammered the floor twice with a depressed look on his face: "Hao... Ke..."
"Don't be like this, I'll come and play with you tomorrow."
"Hulk!"
"Of course, of course, keep your word."
Because Saint is experienced in comforting the Hulk, by this time today, he has already figured out the way. In fact, as long as the Hulk is treated as a six or seven-year-old child, it is absolutely correct. The more annoying part is, When a child is six or seven years old, it is the age when people hate dogs...
After finally coaxing the angry Hulk to sleep, Saint just breathed a sigh of relief. Bruce Banner, who had returned to his human form, became his new trouble...
"Why are you doing this?! I've already succeeded!"
"Bruce, I apologize for my previous attack on you."
Saint apologized politely, then shrugged and said, "But if you really succeed, I won't do that at all, right?"
"..."
Bruce Banner habitually took a deep breath. After calming down a little, he realized that Saint's previous actions actually made him recognize the reality. He couldn't help but sigh and said: "Alas! I really don't know what I should do. To say thank you, I’ll give you a good beating.”
"Theoretically, you've beaten me a lot today, so you might as well say thank you."
"...Has anyone ever told you that you are really thick-skinned?"
"Everyone says so."
"..."
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The moment Bruce Banner yelled such a desperate cry that made the listener sad and shed tears, accompanied by a "chi-la-his-la" tearing sound of fabric, the Hulk he claimed "no longer exists" , replacing him who had completely lost consciousness, appeared in front of Saint.Please () see the most complete!The fastest updated novel!
"hello."
Yin Saint waved hello familiarly, strode forward, clenched his fist in his right hand, and stretched out an arm straight to the Hulk: "Big Fatty, did you miss me?"
"Hulk!"
The Hulk also stretched out his unusually huge arm, and fist-bumped Saint with a fist as big as a rice cooker.
Still unwilling to speak?
Because Saint was hit by the punch, he took half a step back. After eight days, he and the Hulk managed to establish some friendship, and gradually had some interactive communication behaviors. However, although Bruce Ban The Hulk can understand the language of Nahui, but he is unwilling to say a word. No matter what he wants to express, it is just "Hulk"...
"I thought you meant you missed me..."
Saint curled his lips, raised the four fingers of his right hand, and moved them toward the Hulk: "Come on! Round one!"
"Roar!!!"
As always, the effect of this provocative gesture was very immediate. The Hulk slammed his feet on the ground, raising up the soil all over the sky, and at the same time, he pounced on Saint.
"Ok?"
Saint raised half of his eyebrows. Although he still looked as menacing as ever, he was still keenly aware that the Hulk's movements were usually slower. Obviously, no matter what Bruce Banner did, he had no influence on himself. The impact did not disappear with the emergence of Hulk, and there are still some sequelae.
Although the life energy contained in the Hulk's body is unlimited, the power he can exert is only a limited part. Today, this so-called "limited" quantitative value is obviously lower than usual.
Could it be said that today is the day I turn around?
Because Saint's eyes lit up, he faced him tit for tat. He was beaten half to death by the Hulk every day. How could he not have any resentment in his heart? After all, this was actually him who came here voluntarily to seek torture...
However... facing the Hulk with an additional negative state, Saint's performance was indeed more heroic than usual, but the battle situation was still the same as usual.
The Hulk's nearly invincible defense is because he has unlimited life energy, which will not be weakened by negative status. Should he eat two more Saints before he can recover, or should he eat two less? Can you reply, there is no difference between the two except efficiency...
Saint, who can be injured, can only become weaker as he fights, while Hulk, who cannot be injured, becomes stronger and stronger as he fights. The sequelae caused by the drug are gradually reducing. Before the first round is over, he has already become stronger. Returned to normal level.
Saint failed to turn over and had to continue to be a salted fish. He was quickly beaten to death, and then, under the threat of death, he had to use rapid treatment on himself.
A very interesting point is that in Saint's perception, the Hulk with unlimited breath is a pervert who cannot be killed, but in the simple mind of the Hulk, every time he fights a round, he will be reborn immediately. Saint is also an existence that cannot be beaten to death...
Because Saint was pretty lucky today. He fought the Hulk for five rounds, and the four "near-death-strengthening" improvements were greater than the consumption of "quick healing." The only time he lost money, he only lost one. With a combat power of several digits, when the fifth round was over, the combat power had already exceeded the [-] mark.
"Five hundred and two points, I was 470 four before..."
Because Saint did the math and found with great satisfaction that his combat effectiveness had increased by 28 points, he immediately decided to take advantage of the situation. According to his previous experience, six rounds a day was the limit. Otherwise, it would be difficult to draw any good results. The result comes.
As for whether it is one's own potential that cannot be exploited too frequently, or whether it is holding on while mentally exhausted, which is not conducive to the growth of Qi, Saint cannot be sure.
Saint, who was ready to call it quits, fell from the air to the ground. After getting familiar with the Hulk, he rarely went outside the protective shield. Usually after a round of fighting, he just floated in the air to rest. At the same time, he is also waiting for the recharge of rapid treatment. Whenever this happens, the Hulk will not jump up to harass him, but will wait until he lands on the ground with a tacit understanding before starting the next round of play.
Well, that's right, the Hulk thought that his act of beating Saint to death was just for fun...
"Etc., etc."
After Saint landed, he immediately waved to the Hulk rushing towards him: "Big Fatty, I can't play with you today. See you tomorrow."
"Hulk!!!"
"Hey! Hey! Hey!"
Saint took a step back to keep his distance, pointed one hand at the Hulk's nose, and pointed at the protective shield with the other: "Don't force me to sneak out by myself and leave you here alone for the night. I don't want to do that either, but I can do it!”
"Hulk!"
The Hulk sat down on the ground. He obviously understood Saint's words and hammered the floor twice with a depressed look on his face: "Hao... Ke..."
"Don't be like this, I'll come and play with you tomorrow."
"Hulk!"
"Of course, of course, keep your word."
Because Saint is experienced in comforting the Hulk, by this time today, he has already figured out the way. In fact, as long as the Hulk is treated as a six or seven-year-old child, it is absolutely correct. The more annoying part is, When a child is six or seven years old, it is the age when people hate dogs...
After finally coaxing the angry Hulk to sleep, Saint just breathed a sigh of relief. Bruce Banner, who had returned to his human form, became his new trouble...
"Why are you doing this?! I've already succeeded!"
"Bruce, I apologize for my previous attack on you."
Saint apologized politely, then shrugged and said, "But if you really succeed, I won't do that at all, right?"
"..."
Bruce Banner habitually took a deep breath. After calming down a little, he realized that Saint's previous actions actually made him recognize the reality. He couldn't help but sigh and said: "Alas! I really don't know what I should do. To say thank you, I’ll give you a good beating.”
"Theoretically, you've beaten me a lot today, so you might as well say thank you."
"...Has anyone ever told you that you are really thick-skinned?"
"Everyone says so."
"..."
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