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Joyce clapped his hands and stuck his head out to look at Hulk in the pit.

After a moment of tranquility, Hulk's body inside began to vibrate violently and struggled continuously.

A roar erupted from Hulk's mouth.

And his body instantly expanded a bit, and his figure also increased a lot, almost three meters tall.

As if he noticed that his strength had become stronger, Hulk jumped out from the ground and hit Joyce hard.

"Hulk, I advise you to stop being so reckless."

After Joyce said something lightly, he raised his hand and stretched out his fist to meet Hulk and collided with Hulk's fist.

"boom!"

The two forces clashed, making a muffled sound.

A powerful wave of air burst out from where the two met, causing the surrounding dust to fly in all directions.

The extremely angry Hulk fell back again, but he did not give up. He rolled on the ground and stood up again.

He reached out and grabbed a car next to him and tore it in half. After making it look like a car glove, he roared at Joyce again, saliva flying everywhere.

"Is your IQ still in kindergarten?" Joyce sneered.

"WeatherReport!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the weather forecast appeared.

Joyce had no patience to continue playing with Hulk.

The clouds that appeared out of thin air were extremely fast, as fast as the wind, and instantly enveloped the Hulk.

The suddenly trapped Hulk stretched out his arms and tried his best to break free from the clouds.

But it is a pity that his actions were completely in vain. Instead, he was held up by the clouds in the sky with nowhere to exert his power.

Looking at the dilapidated city around him and the police officers who were constantly rescuing the injured, Joyce sighed.

Stretch out your left hand, palm up,

The red fluid of the Reality Stone's ether particles appeared from his hand and spread around as Joyce's mind moved.

Focusing on itself, we are constantly restoring this neighborhood that needs to be completely rebuilt.

With the blessing of the Reality Stone, the laws of physics do not exist.

What the user thinks is reality.

All reality appears or disappears in the owner's mind.

But the mental wear and tear was still a bit tiring for Joyce.

His breathing became much heavier, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead.

Directly activating the Reality Gem to repair the city center is a bit too much work.

At this moment, a huge black shadow fell from the sky and landed next to Joyce.

"Man, when did you still have this ability?"

Tony opened his visor and looked puzzled. Why did he always have new and strange abilities every time he took action?

"Now is not the time to talk about this." Joyce waved his hand.

"You should hurry up and arrange the rescue work. You Avengers really don't make people worry. I will take Banner back later."

"it is good!"

Tony nodded, now was indeed not the time to speak.

After the surrounding buildings, vehicles and other objects were repaired, Joyce was ready to leave the scene with Hulk.

For the injured people, Joyce did not act rashly yet.

He doesn't yet know if there will be any negative consequences of using the Reality Stone to directly heal someone else.

So I left this matter to the hospital's rescue team and volunteers.

At this time, the reporters around were flashing their cameras crazily. This was big news!

He can hammer the Hulk with his bare hands, control clouds, fly, and have the ability to repair objects.

This time there was no SHIELD to help him cover up the truth, and Joyce was completely exposed.

"Quick, go interview him!"

a reporter yelled.

The other reporters woke up and ran towards Joyce.

Scrambling to make headlines.

Seeing their posture, Joyce frowned and ignored these people. He turned around and flew away, leaving only the regretful reporters beating their chests.

Poor Hulk was trapped in the clouds and couldn't escape.

He can only vent his dissatisfaction with angry roars.

He doesn't like being manipulated by others, let alone being imprisoned by others!It's a pity that at this moment, he has become a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, immersed in the clouds.

After leaving everyone's sight, Joyce took Hulk to a wilderness.

Looking at the enemy in front of him, Hulk was still struggling and roaring.

"You'd better stop moving, otherwise I can't guarantee I won't kill you."

Joyce threatened him, but it was clear that he had no murderous intention.

Although Hulk's IQ is like that of a child of several years old, he still knows how to be afraid. In addition, Joyce also used ripples on the way to wash away the witch's control over him.

So after hearing this sentence, he thought about it for a moment and stopped struggling. He looked a little cautious.

Seeing this scene, Joyce smiled. This is right, this is the state that a good child should show!

"I let you go now, but you are not allowed to run away, or I will beat you." Joyce reached out and patted Hulk's arm, his tone still calm.

Hulk lowered his head, his eyes filled with unwillingness and humiliation. He had never been so embarrassed.

But in the end, I compromised from my heart.

Looking at his appearance, Joyce smiled with satisfaction.

"very good."

He reached out and touched Hulk's head with a gentle tone, as if he were touching a child.

"Can you get Bruce Banner to come out now?"

Hulk raised his head and looked at him. He didn't resist, not to mention that resistance was useless.

After roaring twice, his muscles began to squirm and shrink, and the image of Bruce Banner gradually became clearer.

"Bruce, what are your pants made of? Why do they never go bad?" Joyce asked with interest.

Now he suddenly wanted to study the principle of this thing.

Bruce, who had just returned to his true form, laughed dryly.

"this..."

Seeing him hesitating, Joyce's eyes showed a smile.

"Forget it, you'd better not tell me."

Joyce waved his hand, mainly to tease him.

After hearing that he finally stopped asking, Bruce breathed a sigh of relief and quickly changed the subject.

"Thank you jojo, otherwise I will definitely regret it for the rest of my life." Bruce looked at him gratefully. This was his luck. If he hadn't arrived in time, something big would have happened.

And this isn't the first time Joyce has reached out to him.

"It doesn't matter. Since you recovered successfully, let's go back first. I'll take you to the Avengers Building first."

Bruce nodded. After all, he had no choice. After all, he was still disheveled.

After sending him back, Joyce did not leave, but waited for the Avengers to return.