Everyone's physique was different, and the same thing would have different effects on everyone.
The Super Soldier Serum was a very special thing. The slightest difference could be magnified several times!
Therefore, it was possible that the difference in the final result was due to the difference in physique.
But now, all of this couldn't be confirmed. It could only be said that … this could be regarded as an idea.
In order to save himself, Banna also carried out a lot of research in this aspect. But even so, in the end, the two of them only found some plausible feasibility.
The final result still needed to be calculated and experimented step by step.
In addition, the two of them recognized a method, which was to control their emotions as much as possible.
Maintain normal thinking and rationality!
But this method was a temporary solution. After all, even Buddha had fire, not to mention that Banna was just one person.
If they wanted to use this method to completely put an end to his madness, they could only let Hulk come out and talk calmly.
But the problem was, when Hulk really came out, who could still be calm?
In the evening, the two hungry men ate something and went back to their respective rooms to sleep.
Early the next morning, Midsummer Night came to the roof to practice as usual.
Up until now, he hadn't been able to cultivate anything.
But controlling the breathing rhythm could keep his body in the best condition at all times.
Just this effect alone was enough to make Midsummer Night persevere.
He also tried to use the colorless energy in his body in the boxing routine, but there was no result.
It was worth mentioning that Banna saw that Midsummer Night did this every morning, and he planned to learn from it at first.
But he gave up on the first day.
It wasn't because he couldn't learn it.
It was because when his breathing was adjusted, his blood flow accelerated, and his heart beat violently, he almost summoned Hulk.
This scared Banna so much that his face turned pale. From then on, he was determined not to take a step on the roof.
After finishing his morning homework, Midsummer Night was preparing to practice his Teleportation ability again. Banna's voice came from below, "Xia, there's a call for you!"
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Late at night, Midsummer Night. Walking in the alley, he wanted to rush to the subway station.
Li Xiaomi could definitely be blamed for not returning home in the middle of the night!
Early in the morning, the girl called Midsummer Night from her school and asked Midsummer Night to buy some paints for her.
The address that the lady gave was extremely remote. She also said that if she did not use this brand of paint, she would not be able to paint anymore!
Midsummer Night had no way of telling if it was real or not. As the saying goes, 'those who eat from others are short mouths'. Staying at someone else's house, buying some paint for her, and then sending it over … This was probably not a difficult task.
In the end, this torment lasted for an entire day!
That damned remote address almost made Midsummer Night break his legs from running.
What was more frightening was that because he was not familiar with the surrounding terrain, Midsummer Night was looking for a subway station while looking for a map.
"Can anyone tell me where the subway station is?"
Midsummer Night was speechless because he realized that even with a map, he was already lost in the streets and alleys of New York.
Just as he was feeling depressed, he suddenly heard a series of footsteps in the alley. The footsteps were hurried, and in the next second, a group of people suddenly flashed past in front of Summer Night.
"Eh!?
Stop!
Don't run!
I want to ask for directions!!!! "
Midsummer Night was overjoyed when he saw them.
It was not scary to get lost in the streets and alleys of New York. What was scary was that he had not even met a hooligan. Who was he going to ask for directions?
Wasn't there always a group of hooligans waiting to molest women in the alleys of New York?
Now that he had finally met them, although they looked a little busy, Midsummer Night felt that he should be able to interrupt their work.
He kept the map and chased after them!
After two steps, he realized that the group of people was roughly divided into two groups.
The first group was at the front. It was an extremely agile young man, and his ability to go from house to house and climb over walls was top-notch.
His speed was fast and smooth, and he had an enviable coordination.
The group of people chasing after him ran quite fast, but they were obviously not as agile as the young man at the front.
Not only that, the young man would occasionally stop to attack the people behind him. His attack method was quite strange.
The most interesting thing was that his body seemed to be able to hang directly from the wall without relying on anything.
When someone passed by, he would kick that person to the ground!
"Who is this person?"
Midsummer Night was a little puzzled. When did such a person appear on the streets of New York …
However, the next moment, he felt that his thoughts were a bit too much.
If the streets of New York had Baldy Qiang performing as an art act, and there was a short and fat man running around without wearing pants, why couldn't there be someone who was agile and could climb walls … Eh?
Could climb walls???
Summer Night's eyes suddenly widened into saucers!
In Marvel, when it came to climbing walls, Midsummer Night was the only one who admired the small spider!
"Could it be Peter?
Parker? "
Midsummer Night was surprised. What if he met Peter here?
Parker … the timeline did not match up!
According to Midsummer Night's understanding, the small spider only appeared during the Civil War.
That time was still a few years away, right?
Well, forgive Midsummer Night for not knowing the exact time. However, in the Women's Federation series, the small spider's appearance should be in the later stages.
Iron Man had yet to make an appearance. How did he appear?
"This timeline is so messed up!!!!"
Midsummer Night felt somewhat depressed. However, he did not go crazy. He reached out with his hand to grab a ruffian who was running at the back.
The ruffian's neck was suddenly grabbed by Midsummer Night. Thankfully, he was not strangled to death. He gasped for breath and before Midsummer Night could say anything, a fist flew toward Midsummer Night's nose!
"Damn it, what do you have against my handsome nose?"
Midsummer Night shook his head and reached out with his hand to grab the ruffian's wrist. "Let me tell you, I just …"
Before he could finish his words, the ruffian's knee struck him!
What would happen if he were to be hit by it?
Midsummer Night was infuriated. He let go of the ruffian's wrist and jumped backward. Then, he took a step forward and kicked the ruffian's chest.
The ruffian's body was sent flying and he slammed into the wall!
Next, Midsummer Night took two more steps forward and grabbed the ruffian's collar. He said angrily, "I just wanted to ask … eh?
Don't faint!!! "
However, the ruffian in his hand no longer had the ability to walk upright. His whole body was limp like a pile of mud!
"Son of a bitch!"