Before setting off, Shen He had no plan for how to deal with Banner, but he just felt that he could not let the Hulk go out anymore.

However, after arriving here, a complete set of plans gradually formed in his mind. After

the incident, Banner jumped into a dense forest not far away and disappeared. The government army had surrounded the place, and was constantly increasing the number of military personnel and intensifying the search.

Shen He did not send anyone to search, but sneaked in with Joan of Arc.

With Joan of Arc, it took less than 20 minutes to find Banner hiding in a tree pit.

Banner looked very bad at this time. He was naked, and mosquito bites and the like were nothing. It was mainly mental. Even if he looked from a distance, Shen He could feel the mood of wanting to die.

It was Hulk who hurt others, but it was Banner who bore the self-blame and guilt.

"This location is still secret. Let's go back."

Shen He pulled Joan of Arc and turned to leave. He came here just to confirm Banner's location and situation.

"That person...has lost the importance of his own life." Joan of Arc suddenly whispered.

"After all, it is a power that he cannot control." Shen He sighed, "He has committed suicide several times, but the bullet swallowed, and Hulk spit it out again. No matter where he goes, he may bring disaster to others. He is feared and hated by others. You can imagine the despair."

The power of the Hulk is like a curse to Banner, even more miserable than Black Bolt.

No matter what, Black Bolt can only be unable to speak and has a close lover. Banner can't have anything.

"Can't you let Shi... help?" Jeanne asked, "Just like helping Norman."

"No." Shen He shook his head, "The Green Goblin is almost the embodiment of evil, but Hulk is just an angry child. There is still a chance to discipline him, and the key is that we need Hulk's power."

The last sentence is the key. From the original plot, Hulk has gradually grown up and can control his emotions. If he is killed, it is equivalent to losing a thick meat shield, and even has great potential.

Jeanne was silent, but she held Shen He's hand tightly and exerted a little more force.

"Don't worry, I have a plan for how to deal with Banner and Hulk."

Shen He remembered the location of Hulk and took Jeanne back to his residence.

I'm afraid I'll have to spend the night here tonight.

To be honest, this is not a comfortable thing. Even if a high-quality air freshener is sprayed, the smell in the air is still uncomfortable for Shen He, who has a keen sense of smell, not to mention the painful groans of the wounded outside the room. Jeanne doesn't care about these at all. The battlefield environment in the Middle Ages is much worse than this.

She also helped heal some seriously injured civilians in the operating room.

In the end, Shen He chose to take Violet and two field agents who looked difficult to mess with to go out for a stroll.

"Sir." One of the field agents received a message, "Ten minutes ago, Ikeda Koji had taken his brother away from the Meguro Group. The specific transaction content was similar to what the commander expected. Ikeda Koji promised some local interests with the information that 'the power of monsters comes from blood', and there was no conflict."

"If you usually want to leak specific information to other forces, what would you do?" Shen He suddenly asked, thinking about how to leak Banner's location.

Although he is now the boss of these agents, he actually knows nothing about the detailed agent work, and indeed rarely talks to frontline personnel.

"Generally speaking, they will control the people inside the other party to pass on information. But sometimes, there are also fancy methods, such as having people pretend to be captured by mistake, and then leak information under torture, and then be rescued, but there is a certain degree of danger." The agent seems to be a chatty person, and he chatters nonstop as soon as he opens his mouth. "In fact, in the most recent headquarters statistics, the actual serious injury rate and mortality rate of this method are very high. It's just because 'Black Widow' has been using it all the time, and every time she escapes by herself, the probability is raised..."

Even if the agents are fearless, S.H.I.E.L.D. will also count the probability of sacrifice, and constantly update the mission method to reduce sacrifice.

This is the first time Shen He has heard of this statement. He also asked about other things out of curiosity and found that the lives of the agents are also rich and colorful. Most of them have lovers and parents. Although their identities are kept secret, after they sacrifice, their families can be properly settled and the pensions are also high, so most of the agents have no worries.

There are even many people who actively pursue dangerous missions just to enjoy the excitement.

Unknowingly, everyone walked to the outskirts of the city, where the air was slightly better.

It was also quiet, with no civilians, suitable for killing.

"Father, there are many enemies approaching." Violet turned her head and looked at Shen He.

"I know." Shen He nodded slightly.

He found that someone was following him since he left his residence. Logically speaking, he was at most an executive of a virtual reality company. With so many forces of all sizes here, no one should pay attention to them.

However, as Violet said, unknowingly, big men with guns came out from all directions one after another, completely surrounding them.

"I didn't expect Mr. Shen to appear here in person." Unexpectedly, this was a rather charming female voice.

Shen He turned his head and looked at the woman who was obviously the leader of this group of people. She was wearing a bright red tight dress under a green military coat. She was tall and had a scar on her delicate face that was cut from above her right eyelid. Her appearance was full of Soviet flavor.

"You know me?" Shen He raised his eyebrows.

Just by looking at the decorations, one can roughly know the identity of this group of people, the Russian mafia.

"The chairman of the virtual reality company is a big shot, so we naturally have to recognize him." The woman's words and actions are full of military style, "Don't worry, our purpose is just to know some information, and we won't hurt you."

"Before that, I have a question." Shen He couldn't help but look serious, "Did you cut the scar on your face yourself?"

"..."

"Because this kind of scar has appeared in too many movies, it looks cool, and the coincidence of scratching the eyelid without hurting the eye is very low." Shen He was indeed discussing this issue seriously, "So I think it is more likely that you cut it yourself with a knife."

"You bastard, how dare you talk to the big sister like this!"

A fat man who looked to be over 200 pounds strode over with an AK, obviously intending to teach Shen He a lesson, but the woman did not stop him.

Then, Violet raised her foot and kicked out like lightning. The screams drowned out the cracking of bones. Her thighs, which were thicker than the girl's waist, twisted and deformed at an incredible angle. A sharp dagger directly stabbed into the fat man's chin and then stretched out from his mouth. With just a little force, the entire jaw could be picked off.

Because the tongue was cut off, the screams were much smaller, leaving only hoarse sounds.

And under the desire to survive, even if he was about to faint from the pain, the fat man did not dare to move at all.

"It's a bit cruel."

Shen He completely ignored the gun pointed at him, and just gently pulled Violet's other hand, and the dagger was pulled out of the fat man's chin. The man fainted directly under the huge pain and pressure.

"A biochemical experiment enhancer?"

The woman in military uniform stared at Violet.

"No." Shen He narrowed his eyes slightly, and even smiled. "Since you know me, how could you not know my daughter? Violet can kill all of you by herself."

As if to confirm Shen He's words, a red sickle with an exaggerated shape suddenly appeared in front of Violet. It was held by the little hand. The woman in military uniform finally changed her expression. She was not a fool. The other party was obviously fearless. Moreover, the strange scene of this sudden appearance of things was beyond her knowledge. The unknown brought fear.

"Don't say it's just a misunderstanding." Shen He let go of Violet's hand.

This action was like a signal. Suddenly, the red sickle passed by like a phantom. Before everyone could react, Violet had appeared behind the woman in military uniform. The huge sickle put the other party's head under the blade. As long as it was pressed down an inch, it would be like mowing the grass. Cut off the head.

"Question." Shen He still ignored the guns pointed at him, "Who told you my identity?"

"I don't know who he is, but he has a tattoo on his wrist."

The woman in military uniform slowly raised her hand, and her subordinates also put down their guns. It can be seen that this woman has a very high status in the hearts of her subordinates.

"Question." Shen He continued to ask, "Did you let the Hulk riot in the civilian area?"

"No, but the person who told me your information also had a long box on his back, which might be equipped with a sniper rifle."

"Is that so... where is he now?"

"You left after you arrived."

After asking a few questions, Shen He thought for a while and waved to Violet. The little girl appeared by his side again in the next moment. The ghostly speed made the woman in military uniform clearly realize the huge gap in strength.

This little girl really has the ability to kill them all by herself.

"Spread the location of the Hulk." After Shen He told the location, he took Violet's hand and turned around to leave as if taking a walk. "If I see a lot of people going to catch him tomorrow, I will spare you. Don't think about running away. It will make me very angry and the consequences will be serious."

The woman in military uniform slowly exhaled until the figures of Shen He and others disappeared completely.

Her clothes had long been soaked with sweat. Although such a life-and-death crisis was nothing to her, it was a very terrifying feeling when facing the girl's blade.

There was no murderous intent on the girl's blade, nor was there any brutality or trembling before killing. The blade was so stable that it was as scary as a machine.

It was like a weapon that absolutely obeyed orders.