Bring Dragon Ball to Marvel

Faced with Tony Stark's invisible pretense, Saint curled his lips in disgust, lowered his head and ordered his cell phone: "Friday, calculate my current location and the distance between my current location and the Bulb Man's villa. the straight-line distance between them, and then give me an angle accurate to the decimal point. .”

Although he has become Iron Man, Tony Stark's own energy is still the kind that cannot be found if thrown into a crowd. Because if Saint wants to use teleportation to scan him, it is only rough. Direction is not enough, you must have a very specific positioning to refer to, and then you can barely achieve it.

Even so, Saint, who put his index finger and finger between his eyebrows, failed the boss and successfully focused on Tony Stark's weak aura. This was because, on that sea cliff, The villa is surrounded by large private areas, and there is no other human aura at all. If it were in a busy city, it would be considered a very accurate coordinate point, because Saint would not be able to distinguish Iron Man's aura. come out.

"Bruce, stand closer and put your shoulder against mine."

After Saint gave Bruce Banner's instructions, he also told his cell phone: "Lightbulb Man, from now on, stand still and don't move. Otherwise, if you are unfortunately knocked away, don't blame me."

On the other side of the phone, before Tony Stark could fully understand this sentence, a distinctive cube protective shield suddenly appeared in the air in front of him, and set off a wave of fire in this huge living room. There was a violent gust of wind, and the next moment, two figures shrouded in a nebula appeared at the center of the protective shield.

"Jarvis, report the data you collected."

"I'm sorry, sir, the spatial anomaly that just happened in front of you has too many elements that I can't quantify, and I can't collect complete data."

After listening to the conversation between the master and the servant, Saint lifted the protective shield, supported the ragged Bruce Banner, and fell to the floor together: "Lightbulb Man, although I don't want to say this, I did tell you earlier. You, this has nothing to do with science.”

Tony Stark noticed it at first sight because of the Cosmic Cube and the Stone Dragon Ball that Saint was holding. He was about to ask. When he saw Bruce Banner beside him, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and took a step forward to reach out. He raised his right arm and said, "Dr. Banner, nice to meet you. Your research on negative electron collisions is unparalleled."

"Thank you."

Bruce Banner shook hands with Tony Stark and said self-deprecatingly: "If I had known that I was going to meet the great Tony Stark, I would definitely dress more formally."

"In fact, considering your academics, I think it will be even more eye-opening for me when you turn into a huge, violent green monster."

Tony Stark shrugged his shoulders: "What? Didn't Hairspray Boy tell you that he was actually going to take you to my house?"

Bruce Banner realized that "Hairspray Kid" referred to Saint, so he turned to look at him and silently dropped the topic.

"I actually mentioned 'Light Bulb Man', but he didn't guess it."

Saint took a step forward and seamlessly transitioned into the conversation between the two: "I'm glad to see that you two hit it off right away. Bulb Man, you don't mind having Dr. Dobanna as a tenant for a while in the future, right?"

"Not at all."

Tony Stark shook his head. In the entire Marvel world, people with IQ and knowledge equal to his can be counted on two hands. Bruce Banner, who has seven doctorates, happens to be one of them. , what's more, he just expressed his interest in the Hulk, and he was not just talking politely...

After answering Saint's question, Tony Stark then turned to Bruce Banner: "Dr. Banner, welcome to the humble house, my house is your house, my dining table is your dining table, My closet is your closet.”

After hearing what he said, Bruce Banner, who was worse dressed than a beggar at this time, smiled very awkwardly: "Thank you, I won't disturb you for too long, uh... although you probably already know, But I still have to mention that I am actually a wanted criminal, so if..."

"Don't worry, it's not a problem at all. You can stay as long as you want."

Tony Stark waved his hands with an indifferent expression, and then ordered his smart butler: "Jarvis, arrange a room for Dr. Banner, um... and prepare twelve sets of suitable clothes for him."

Bruce Banner's expression became more and more embarrassed: "...Thank you, actually one set is enough..."

"and many more!"

Saint suddenly came forward and interrupted: "Bruce, we haven't had a fight today yet. You should wait until you take a shower and change clothes."

"...You want to fight today? I just changed back from Hulk..."

"Of course, I promised Hulk yesterday. If you want me to break my promise, that's not okay."

"All right……"

"Lightbulb Man, does that beach at the bottom of the cliff belong to your home?"

"What do you think?"

Tony Stark asked in disdain, and then asked with great interest: "What do you mean, do you want to fight the Hulk? Do you mind having an extra audience?"

"If I say I mind, can I still stop you?"

Saint curled his lips and walked towards the balcony first: "I want to see you."

Bruce Banner, who followed him, stood in this sea cliff villa nearly [-] meters above the ground, looking beyond the balcony guardrail to the distant beach below: "Shall we fly down?"

"it is good."

Saint nodded cheerfully, and then... pushed Bruce Banner off the balcony...

"Uh ah ah!"

Bruce Banner danced and "flyed" in the air. When he was infinitely close to the ground, his elongated exclamation turned into a shocking roar: "Roar!!!"

Just hearing a "Boom!", a huge green figure slammed into the not-so-soft beach, splashing yellow sand all over the sky.

On the balcony, Tony Stark, who had already picked up a pair of high-tech glasses and put them on his face, took a step back and subconsciously moved away from the guardrail of the balcony. He was not wearing a steel suit now...

Saint glanced sideways at Tony Stark, opened a protective shield on the Cosmic Cube and Dragon Balls in his hand, and then jumped off the balcony with his toes. It was "fair" that he didn't have to dance in the air. Technique, with the golden flame rising from his body, accelerated by gravity, he went straight to the Hulk below, clenched his fist with his right hand, and lit up the flame with a more dazzling golden light.

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