Chapter 251. The Talk (Part 1)

"No problem, you can drink as much as you want later."

Natasha looked at the Hulk, who had lifted a Hummer and slammed it towards them, and scrambled to agree.

"Hahahaha, I won't take advantage of you. 3 days is enough."

With a flip of his palm, he controlled the flying sword and spun it in the air to cut the incoming Hummer in two. The [Drunken Sword Immortal] smirked and shook the wine gourd in his hand. In the next instant the man appeared in front of the Hulk. He looked up at the Hulk, who kept roaring, and drunkenly said, "Hey big guy, I'm your opponent now."

Roar --

Looking at the [Drunken Sword Immortal] that appeared in front of him, Hulk opened his mouth and let out a roar. He then swung his thick arm at the Daoist and smashed down.

The huge fist resembled a heavy cannonball, propelled by the Hulk's ferocious power and bursting with terrifying force.

"Burp~"

However, in the face of the Hulk's terrifying attack, the [Drunken Sword Immortal] took a big gulp of wine as if he was still unaware of it. He also let out a big burp at the Hulk in front of him.

Looking at the scene before her, even if Natasha had full confidence in Peng Lai's immortals, she couldn't help but display a hint of worry.

In the next second, however, the scene that unfolded told Natasha that her concerns were entirely unwarranted.

[Immortal Wind and Cloud Body Technique]

With a light shout from the [Drunken Sword Immortal], the figure of Daoist turned into a mist in Natasha's view, narrowly avoiding the Hulk's attack and reappearing behind the Hulk. He leaned on the Hulk's back while continuing to pour wine into his mouth.

[Reputation points from Natasha Romanoff +655]

[Reputation points from Hulk +600]

By doing so, the Daoist certainly infuriated the Hulk's already seething nerves once again. He roared and threw his arms behind his back, in an attempt to grab the [Drunken Sword Immortal], who was lying on his back.

However, the [Drunken Sword Immortal] with the [Immortal Wind and Cloud Body Technique] was clearly out of the Hulk's reach. The repeated futile attempts resulted in nothing but making the big green monster even more furious.

Roar --

After a few times in a row, the expression on the big green face of the Hulk turned even more distorted as it looked at the [Drunken Sword Immortal] who was still relaxed and at ease. He threw back his head and let out a deafening roar as his muscles began to swell once more. The deck of the ship beneath his feet formed two deep grooves as his size changed.

Rumble --

With a roar of rage, the Hulk swung his arms around and began to wreak havoc on the deck.

Apparently, after realizing that he couldn't hurt the [Drunken Sword Immortal] with several attacks, the Hulk decided to give up on his target and began to wreak havoc on the ship indiscriminately.

Although the Hulk's attacks couldn't hurt the [Drunken Sword Immortal], it was a big question of whether SHIELD's ship would hold up if he continued to allow him to do so, especially since he had promised Natasha that he would stop the Hulk's attacks. Thus, he raised his hand and re-sheathed the flying sword that was hovering in mid-air. The [Drunken Sword Immortal] looked at Hulk and spoke up.

"Hey big guy, I'm going to take you outside. You should get some air and calm down."

Immediately afterwards, the Daoist was seen throwing the gourd in his hand towards the deck and muttering something under his breath.

Then the gourd that could be picked up with one hand changed back to its previous large size, and the [Drunken Sword Immortal] sat on the end of the gourd and gently extended his hand. In the next second, the Hulk lunged towards the gourd. The immortal caught him, crashed through the iron walls of the ship, and flew off with the big angry guy.

...

The atmosphere inside the main control room of the wrecked airship was somewhat heavy.

Although Tony and Steve managed to stop SHIELD's airship from falling out of the sky, SHIELD suffered extremely heavy losses during the attack.

The death of Agent Phil, in particular, obviously struck Tony greatly.

"He was an idiot. For taking on Loki alone ..."

At the same time, because of Agent Phil's 'sacrifice', Tony and Steve were finally able to put aside their prejudices about each other and have a genuine conversation.

Tony shook his head, his expression somewhat subdued.

"He was doing his job." Steve's expression was somewhat stoic; as a veteran reawakened from World War II, he was no stranger to death.

"He was out of his league. He should have waited."

"Sometimes there isn't a way out, Tony." Steve's expression was heavy, Agent Phil's death brought back memories of World War II, when it was the same, when they had to make a choice in the face of the brutality of war, even if that choice was accompanied by pain. He thought of Bucky, the members of the Howling Commandos and of course Dio, the comrade who chose to turn into a vampire in the end. Shaking his head to bring his flood of thoughts back, Steve turned to Tony and said, "Is this the first time you lost a soldier? "

"We are not soldiers!"

From the beginning, Tony had no intention of being a soldier under Fury, and he joined the Avengers for no other reason than to investigate the truth.

"I'm not marching to Fury's fife! "

"Neither am I, he's got the same blood on his hands that Loki does. But we have to look at the bigger picture. Now, Loki needs a power source for his portal..."

"Loki made it personal. He hit us right where we live ..."

As Tony's eyes swept over the wrecked airship, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

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