Long Talk

Wesley did not use his powers. Instead, he used threats. But it was clear that the man would not give in easily. He continued to stare at Wesley without saying a word.

"Are you sure you want to fight to the death? Or do you not know what this operation is for? You failed such a simple mission. How are you going to explain it when you go back?" Wesley smiled and said it as if he was talking to his friend.

A waiter came over. He wanted to ask Wesley if he needed to order. "What can I get you, sir?"

Wesley's head didn't move as he said, "No, we're just going to say a few words. Thank you." The waiter gave them both a strange look, then turned and left.

"Come with me now. If you do anything wrong, I'll shoot you, whether you recognize the wrong person or not." Wesley got up, took the napkin on the table to cover himself, and then stood next to the man, pushed him out of the hotel, and pushed him into the passenger seat. Then he knocked him out and got into the car to leave.

As he drove and explored the other party's memories, Wesley learned a little about the situation. This guy really knew very little, and the orders he received were simple enough. He bribed some people and then went to cause trouble. That was all. Everything else was unclear, but he was sure that they were peripheral members of Hydra.

When they returned to the surveillance site, there were not many people left. Most of them had gone out to do something. The news of the blockade needed to be carried out with the local police. Not many people saw it, but it was not easy to completely block the news.

"Sir, the local government has protested to me. If we don't get Dr. Banner away, they are going to send out the army." A team leader came forward and reported.

"Haha, the army? If the army works, we won't be here anymore. Warn them that the army has already been used by the United States. It's useless!" Wesley said disdainfully. "This guy should be interrogated. I'll deal with Dr. Banner. This really won't work. The other party is not going to take him in now, but let him keep destroying him. If this goes on, we won't be able to monitor him."

"Sir, what are you going to do?"

"Let's talk. We can only go and talk now. If this continues, no one will have a good life. I'll go and prepare something." Wesley drove away, then wandered around the city for a while and went straight to the beach.

In the car, he observed with binoculars that Bruce Banner was still lying on the beach and seemed to be asleep. Wesley did not disturb him. He moved the things he had prepared out of the car, arranged them neatly, and waited quietly.

The sun slowly climbed out of the sea, and the red light shone on the sea. The sound of the waves landed on the beach with the wind. Bruce Banner turned over, then opened his eyes and looked at the sea in confusion. His clothes were gone, and only a pair of tattered pants barely covered his body. He tidied himself up and stood up to leave.

When he turned around, he was stunned. There was someone behind him. Not far away, there was a small round table and two chairs. There were many things on the table and a small glass pot boiling water.

When Wesley saw Bruce Banner stand up, he also stood up and went back to the car to get a set of clothes, both inside and outside, and a pair of shoes. He walked back and placed them on the chair opposite him, then made a gesture of invitation and sat down again.

Bruce Banner looked around and saw no one. He walked over. "Who are you? Have you been waiting for me to wake up?"

"Change your clothes first. If you are a beautiful woman, then I don't mind talking like this, but you are not." Wesley smiled. The water in the small pot was boiling. Wesley picked it up and began to make tea.

The thing he had Evelyn Schott buy was a high-end tea set and the best tea in China. It was not easy to buy in the short term, so Wesley had left it to her. If she wanted to get it done, she would have to use the power of the CIA.

Wesley didn't know how to make tea, but Apple knew it well. He had practiced it the night before, and now he was doing it properly, performing it slowly. Bruce Banner said as much and sat down after changing his clothes. "It fits. It seems you know me well."

Wesley didn't say anything. Instead, he handed over a cup of tea. It was a very small cup. Wesley picked up the other cup and drank it in one gulp. Then he closed his eyes and savored the fragrance of the tea. It was a feeling he hadn't felt in a long time. He realized that he had missed a lot.

After savoring it for a while, he immediately picked up the second glass and drank it again. "Phew… It smells so good. It seems that I've missed a lot of things. I need to pay attention in the future." He muttered to himself and then looked at Bruce Banner. "Don't you want to drink it? Even poison is useless to you. What's there to worry about?"

Bruce Banner hesitated for a moment, then picked it up and drank it in one gulp as well. He sipped it in his mouth. "It's a strange taste. Is this Chinese tea? It feels good." He picked up another cup and drank it. There were only four cups in total. After drinking all of them, Wesley boiled water again and took out some cigars and cigarettes.

"I've never smoked a Cuban cigar. The cigarettes are also from China. They use cigarette roasting technology. You can choose which one you want to smoke." Wesley took a Chinese cigarette and smoked it. It was still a long-lost smell. This was the first time he had smoked since he transmigrated. He was an old smoker in his previous life. He had wanted to quit after transmigrating here, but this time he picked it up again in order to get in touch with Bruce Banner. It seemed that he would not be able to quit in the future.

Bruce Banner felt good after drinking tea just now, so he picked up a cigar, cut off the tail, then lit it and smoked a few times.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Wesley Gibson. You may or may not know me." Wesley held out his hand. Bruce Banner shook it and then said, "You must know me, but I didn't know you very well until I was on the run…"

"It's normal. I only rose up in the past year, but I'm still famous in the United States. I established a Union Games company and it's developing very well. It has already expanded to the world. Now the company's estimated market value is more than 100 billion and it hasn't reached the upper limit yet."

"Game company, why is the game company looking for me?" Bruce Banner asked strangely.

"I have another identity. I'm a level six agent at SHIELD. This is a personal hobby. Of course, it's also related to a career in my past. Is it difficult to understand?"