After making inquiries in many places and paying a considerable price, Nick Fury finally found Dr. Banner's address.
Brimming with confidence, he drove to an upscale villa complex in Manhattan.
However,
the white security guard at the entrance stopped him the moment he saw him.
The middle-aged guard stared at him intently.
Especially after seeing Nick Fury's black skin and eyepatch—a whole stack of Buffs—
he loudly interrogated him.
"What do you want?"
Nick Fury cursed inwardly.
This damned racism.
Keeping a blank expression, he took out his S.H.I.E.L.D. ID and handed it to the guard.
The guard examined it for a while, then spoke again.
"Register first. Which building are you going to?"
Nick Fury forcibly suppressed his anger.
If not for the lingering joy of having recovered Captain America,
he was afraid he would not be able to stop himself from punching the guy a few times.
But he really had not asked which building Banner lived in.
Just then,
Banner, having finished his morning run, happily walked to the entrance of the complex.
The guard immediately greeted him with a warm smile.
"Good morning, Doctor."
Banner smiled and nodded in acknowledgment.
He was extremely satisfied with his current life.
His boss treated him exceptionally well in every respect.
Not only had he given him a huge villa in the city, he had even brought over his girlfriend Betty.
He had even thoughtfully drawn a seal on Banner's body,
so that he would not
suddenly transform while getting intimate with his girlfriend...
He clearly remembered
that from 2005 until last night, he had not had any opportunity to exchange bodily fluids with a girl.
Five years. A full five years.
God knew what those five years had been like...
But last night with his girlfriend... it was truly