Long Talk (2)

"It really surprises me. Your hobbies are really strange." Bruce Banner answered in surprise.

Wesley smiled. At that moment, a box truck drove up and Bruce Banner became nervous. Wesley waved at him and said, "Don't be nervous. I called them. I think you're hungry, right? This is my breakfast."

The crates stopped, and then a few people came down and began to move things. Before long, a simple kitchenette was completed, and Wesley began to do it himself. He was going to make Chinese food, which had come to him on the spur of the moment the night before.

He knew how to cook, but his skills were average. However, it was different now. The knife skills practiced by the Assassin Brotherhood were used in cutting vegetables, and the strengthening of the body was used in tossing the spoon. His movements were also smooth and very beautiful. As for the taste, it was also okay. At least the apple could help him master it.

Half an hour later, everything was done. Four dishes and a soup, plus rice, were served. "Do you know how to use chopsticks?"

"Yes, I used to eat Chinese food often. It's very delicious." Bruce Banner was very confused. Why did this person with such a special identity make these today?

Wesley ignored him and picked up his chopsticks to eat. The long-awaited taste almost made him bite his tongue. His actions made Bruce Banner feel hungry, but his chopsticks were not as smooth as Wesley's. He could not be fast even if he wanted to.

He wolfed down the food and cleared his throat. "Uh…" After a burp, Wesley put down his chopsticks in satisfaction. Then, his subordinates cleaned up the food and they drove away again.

As the tea was made again, Wesley got down to business. "Bruce, may I call you that?"

"It doesn't matter," Bruce Banner said indifferently after another cup of tea.

"Very good, Bruce. Your whereabouts have been in our hands. SHIELD has been watching you. In other words, we can find you wherever you are, so whether you leave or not is not a problem."

Bruce Banner paused in the act of drinking his tea, then drank it in one gulp and continued to listen to Wesley.

Wesley smiled, as long as he could listen. "I came here to take over from the previous group. They've been working for months. I've only been here for a week. Every day, I watch your careful life. I feel sad and sorry."

"Are you sympathizing with me?"

"No, I just pity your talent. I've seen that General Ross before. He's just an idiot. The U.S. military is just like that. They always think that they can control everything. Stupid and hopeless. You should know Tony Stark, right?"

"Yes, a remarkable genius."

"He is my friend, and his Iron Man is also the target of the U.S. government, but they couldn't do anything to Tony, so they held a hearing for it. I went too, and the two of us taught them a little lesson. The congressman in charge of the hearing was furious."

"What is your purpose? Why are you telling me this?"

"My purpose is very simple. Invite you back to the United States. Tony and I can set up a laboratory for you. Your talent should not be wasted on escape. You don't believe in the government, so we will invite you in the name of private."

"You want to study me… or the Hulk?"

"We have no interest in this. Tony has Iron Man, and so do I. The armor that led you out of the city last night is mine. We have no interest in the Hulk. You should know a little about Tony. How can his narcissistic personality be interested in other people's things?"

"I know a little about that. You are right. What do you want me to study?"

"You can study whatever you're good at. You can study whatever you want. We don't care about that. Anyway, you're a genius, and our investment won't go down the drain. And it's my goal to build a comprehensive laboratory. Every time I want to study and make something, I have to go to Tony's place. Although I'm also a shareholder of Stark Industries, I'm like a country bumpkin compared to Tony." Wesley was very unhappy and lit another cigarette.

"A large comprehensive laboratory? But you have to know that once I lose control of the damage caused… the last time at Harlem in New York…"

Wesley waved his hand and said, "We can build it in the suburbs. It just so happens that Tony is studying an independent energy supply system. As the pioneer of pollution-free energy, he has the ability to provide energy. We can find a place away from people and build a large experimental base. It won't be a problem to eat, drink, and have fun. It doesn't matter even if it's destroyed. We don't lack money."

"Of course, it might be a little inconvenient for you to go on vacation, but it doesn't matter. Tony has a private plane. We can find a place to book." Wesley added.

Bruce Banner would be lying if he said he wasn't tempted, but he was also hesitating. Would Tony Stark agree to what the other party said? Wesley saw his hesitation and took out a laptop. He turned it on and connected to Tony Stark. "Tony, let me introduce you to a friend. This is Dr. Bruce Banner."

Tony Stark was holding a glass of wine. After listening to Wesley's introduction, he looked at it carefully. "The one who can turn into a big green thing?"

Dr. Bruce Banner nodded awkwardly. "Hello, Mr. Starka."

"Hello, Dr. Banner, I am very impressed with your achievements in the field of nuclear physics. Those damn politicians and the military are really wasting your talent. Would you like to work in Starka Industries? Above the tenth floor of the Starka Building are all laboratories. This place has everything."

"Tony, don't think about snatching it from me. I'm inviting Bruce now, but I'm still thinking about you. I'm going to build a large comprehensive research laboratory with you. Considering Bruce's special situation, the laboratory needs to be built in a sparsely populated place. It just so happens that I don't have a laboratory myself."

"Really? Oh, that's a good idea. Some experiments in New York are indeed inconvenient. It's also possible to build a large laboratory in the wild. I can build a production base for Iron Man Armor there. What do you think? Your 'Jazz Armors' can also be produced on a large scale."

Wesley nodded. "That's exactly what I'm saying. Yesterday someone deliberately provoked Bruce's anger. Their purpose was to let him destroy it. Whether it was directed at him or at me is unknown."