Banner seemed relieved after receiving the answer, and glanced at Stark in the back.

"Blood loss and hypoxia may have affected your brain a little," the doctor said thoughtfully. "Mr. Warden, do you need to lie down and rest for a while?"

The warden waited for a while and then shook his head: "No need."

Banner worried, but said nothing.

Stark slowly stretched out a hand and shook it in front of the warden with a blank look.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

Does this really feel that he is hypoxic enough to become a fool?

"Mr. Warden, do you remember what happened just now?" Stark asked.

Zhang Dianyu, who was hiding on the sidelines, was coming soon. Every second character has to bear the pot, he has had enough-this time he has to clean from the roots.

"Yes." The warden answered a few seconds faster than before.

Stark's shaking hand in front of his eyes paused and took it down: "You really... committed suicide?" He felt very incredible, "Why?"

Zhang Dianyu, the ghost messenger, asked the warden to answer: "Because I don't want to help Tony Stark raise this little thing."

This Tony Stark is obviously not the one in front of him, but the Stark in another world-God knows where he is now fooling around and throws this little artificial mental retardation into this universe.

The bill lifted his face, with a disapproving look on his face, and was quickly pulled away by Banner to turn to the hole that was supposed to have a window.

"What do you want me to see?" the bill asked Banner seriously.

The criminals in prison uniforms outside were busy with labor, and occasionally hurriedly passed the path in front of the office, which was not a good view.

Banner: "..."

Stark looks complicated.

After a moment, he sighed: "If this boy is my child, I will definitely..." He couldn't help but scratch his hair after half of the words, "Damn, I can't have a child."

Zhang Dianyu, who was watching for a short time, said happily: "But you shouldn't say that in front of the child, Mr. Stark."

Stark: "..."

"I think you should take him away, sir." Zhang Dianyu continued to help, "And Mr. Warden needs to start working."

Of course he said this on purpose.

The effect is also immediate.

"If I'm not mistaken," Banner turned around suddenly. "Mr. Warden now needs a break very much."

"And his condition is...not very healthy." Stark put his hand holding his hair down and stretched out to Zhang Dianyu. "Miss Rita, maybe we just had a little misunderstanding between us, hope this won't happen. What effect does it have on us."

Zhang Dianyu raised his head slightly, and saw 100% insincerity in the eyes above the opponent's pale red sunglasses.

He also smirked: "Of course not, Mr. Stark."

"Mr. Warden, I think you should go out and relax." Stark turned to the dull warden next to him. The wound on the young man's neck has faded to almost invisible, but the blood stains on the black hair have condensed into a blood clot, and the clothes are also impregnated with the sprayed blood, which looks like a tramp just picked up from the murder scene .

Banner broke the silence and tentatively asked, "Mr. Warden, I think you should change a dress too?"

Next to Zhang Dianyu: "..."

In fact, the warden should also wash the blood from his body, otherwise he might not be able to get out after entering the mental hospital.

In fact, he still holds another layer of thoughts-the warden is now fully restored to health. As long as the blood stains are cleaned, even if Stark tells the psychiatrist that he has just committed suicide, he will only get a "crazy. Your eyes.

Then, when he returns to the prison intact tomorrow, he can go out and make money.

A beautiful tomorrow is just around the corner.

But before tomorrow and today, first of all, Zhang Dianyu has to act according to plan.

This is really embarrassing him. He just learned how to prevent the warden from embracing the cactus, and now he still has to operate the second character to take a bath? He didn't think he could.

But it's okay to be daring.

"I want to clean the blood." The warden thought for a moment, turning to Stark and Banner.

Stark refused him almost without hesitation: "Just kidding, you can't change clothes-I won't let you go out of sight."

The warden looked at him fixedly. Xs63 Banner seemed relieved after receiving the answer, and looked at Stark behind him.

"Blood loss and hypoxia may have affected your brain a little," the doctor said thoughtfully. "Mr. Warden, do you need to lie down and rest for a while?"

The warden waited for a while and then shook his head: "No need."

Banner worried, but said nothing.

Stark slowly stretched out a hand and shook it in front of the warden with a blank look.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

Does this really feel that he is hypoxic enough to become a fool?

"Mr. Warden, do you remember what happened just now?" Stark asked.

Zhang Dianyu, who was hiding on the sidelines, was coming soon. Every second character has to bear the pot, he has had enough-this time he has to clean from the roots.

"Yes." The warden answered a few seconds faster than before.

Stark's shaking hand in front of his eyes paused and took it down: "You really... committed suicide?" He felt very incredible, "Why?"

Zhang Dianyu, the ghost messenger, asked the warden to answer: "Because I don't want to help Tony Stark raise this little thing."

This Tony Stark is obviously not the one in front of him, but the Stark in another world-God knows where he is now fooling around and throws this little artificial mental retardation into this universe.

The bill lifted his face, with a disapproving look on his face, and was quickly pulled away by Banner to turn to the hole that was supposed to have a window.

"What do you want me to see?" the bill asked Banner seriously.

The criminals in prison uniforms outside were busy with labor, and occasionally hurriedly passed the path in front of the office, which was not a good view.

Banner: "..."

Stark looks complicated.

After a moment, he sighed: "If this boy is my child, I will definitely..." He couldn't help but scratch his hair after half of the words, "Damn, I can't have a child."

Zhang Dianyu, who was watching for a short time, said happily: "But you shouldn't say that in front of the child, Mr. Stark."

Stark: "..."

"I think you should take him away, sir." Zhang Dianyu continued to help, "And Mr. Warden needs to start working."

Of course he said this on purpose.

The effect is also immediate.

"If I'm not mistaken," Banner turned around suddenly. "Mr. Warden now needs a break very much."

"And his condition is...not very healthy." Stark put his hand holding his hair down and stretched out to Zhang Dianyu. "Miss Rita, maybe we just had a little misunderstanding between us, hope this won't happen. What effect does it have on us."

Zhang Dianyu raised his head slightly, and saw 100% insincerity in the eyes above the opponent's pale red sunglasses.

He also smirked: "Of course not, Mr. Stark."

"Mr. Warden, I think you should go out and relax." Stark turned to the dull warden next to him. The wound on the young man's neck has faded to almost invisible, but the blood stains on the black hair have condensed into a blood clot, and the clothes are also impregnated with the sprayed blood, which looks like a tramp just picked up from the murder scene .

Banner broke the silence and tentatively asked, "Mr. Warden, I think you should change a dress too?"

Next to Zhang Dianyu: "..."

In fact, the warden should also wash the blood from his body, otherwise he might not be able to get out after entering the mental hospital.

In fact, he still holds another layer of thoughts-the warden is now fully restored to health. As long as the blood stains are cleaned, even if Stark tells the psychiatrist that he has just committed suicide, he will only get a "crazy. Your eyes.

Then, when he returns to the prison intact tomorrow, he can go out and make money.

A beautiful tomorrow is just around the corner.

But before tomorrow and today, first of all, Zhang Dianyu has to act according to plan.

This is really embarrassing him. He just learned how to prevent the warden from embracing the cactus, and now he still has to operate the second character to take a bath? He didn't think he could.

But it's okay to be daring.

"I want to clean the blood." The warden thought for a moment, turning to Stark and Banner.

Stark refused him almost without hesitation: "Just kidding, you can't change clothes-I won't let you go out of sight."

The warden looked at him fixedly

The jetted blood was impregnated in different shades, and it looked like a tramp just picked up from the murder scene.

Banner broke the silence and tentatively asked, "Mr. Warden, I think you should change a dress too?"

Next to Zhang Dianyu: "..."

In fact, the warden should also wash the blood from his body, otherwise he might not be able to get out after entering the mental hospital.

In fact, he still holds another layer of thoughts-the warden is now fully restored to health. As long as the blood stains are cleaned, even if Stark tells the psychiatrist that he has just committed suicide, he will only get a "crazy. Your eyes.

Then, when he returns to the prison intact tomorrow, he can go out and make money.

A beautiful tomorrow is just around the corner.

But before tomorrow and today, first of all, Zhang Dianyu has to act according to plan.

This is really embarrassing him. He just learned how to prevent the warden from embracing the cactus, and now he still has to operate the second character to take a bath? He didn't think he could.

But it's okay to be daring.

"I want to clean the blood." The warden thought for a moment, turning to Stark and Banner.

Stark refused him almost without hesitation: "Just kidding, you can't change clothes-I won't let you go out of sight."

The warden looked at him fixedly.

"I won't take a shower with a man," Stark added.

Zhang Dianyu, who was leaning on the wall next to him without any expression, was entering text in the dialog box: "?"

He deleted the text in the input box and replaced it with a simple and powerful word: "roll."

Stark: "..."

"Don't think I don't know. You will break us up and commit suicide." Stark Zhenzhen said, "I can never agree."

Zhang Dianyu racked his brain and wondered how to fool it.

Think about it, or you can only dump the pot.

"As long as you take this boy away, I won't commit suicide." Zhang Dianyu even found a shortcut key to control the character's expression, so that the warden pulled out a stiff and strange smile, "You will take him away, right?" "

The bill turned its head and heard disapproval in the eyes.

Banner flinched the corner of his mouth and silently snapped the boy's head back. But in the end he thought about it for a moment and said to the warden in front of him: "Can I take him to my room to change clothes first?"

The warden nodded mulan.

Banner opened the closet and saw a row of ironed flat brown-grey suit suits, neatly hanging another row of almost miniature suits, and the dust bag hangers on each suit were also cute Red bow tie.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

The bill says that its appearance does not match the reality, but the equipment is quite well prepared.

Banner took out a small suit and took the bill, leaving Zhang Dianyu and Stark in the office.

Miss Rita stood with her arms on her chest and looked at the wall with a strange look on her face. She seemed quite indifferent to what was happening in front of her and was so tough that she could not listen to any suggestions.

In fact, anything she said to her was used by Zhang Dianyu's double-eared left ear and right ear out.

The warden turned his neck mechanically, staring at Stark with **** faces: "How is it?"

"..." Stark nodded reluctantly: "I will look at you."

Zhang Dianyu asked the warden to refuse without hesitation: "I can't take a bath with a man."

"?" Stark: "I mean outside! I will always check your situation, you must answer me."

The two barely reached an agreement.

After a few minutes, the warden mechanically held a clean brown-grey suit and a new shirt and tie, and walked staggeringly toward the bathroom that could only be reached through the outer hall.

Stark saw the jail stare at the door frame for a long time before lifting his leg and stepping inside.

A few minutes later, there was a rush of water.

And a loud noise.

Stark took a deep breath and raised his voice: "Mr. Warden?"

Zhang Dianyu, who was busy making the warden not to break the shower head, hurriedly opened the dialog box to enter text.

"I'm fine." The warden answered slowly.

However, in the following time, loud noises continued to flow from the inside, making Stark wonder if the warden wanted to commit suicide by breaking his head.

Zhang Dianyu used the highest brain speed to ensure that the warden locked the door from the inside.

"Mr. Warden, are you okay?" Star xs63 was impregnated in different shades of blood and looked like a homeless man just picked up from the murder scene.

Banner broke the silence and tentatively asked, "Mr. Warden, I think you should change a dress too?"

Next to Zhang Dianyu: "..."

In fact, the warden should also wash the blood from his body, otherwise he might not be able to get out after entering the mental hospital.

In fact, he still holds another layer of thoughts-the warden is now fully restored to health. As long as the blood stains are cleaned, even if Stark tells the psychiatrist that he has just committed suicide, he will only get a "crazy. Your eyes.

Then, when he returns to the prison intact tomorrow, he can go out and make money.

A beautiful tomorrow is just around the corner.

But before tomorrow and today, first of all, Zhang Dianyu has to act according to plan.

This is really embarrassing him. He just learned how to prevent the warden from embracing the cactus, and now he still has to operate the second character to take a bath? He didn't think he could.

But it's okay to be daring.

"I want to clean the blood." The warden thought for a moment, turning to Stark and Banner.

Stark refused him almost without hesitation: "Just kidding, you can't change clothes-I won't let you go out of sight."

The warden looked at him fixedly.

"I won't take a shower with a man," Stark added.

Zhang Dianyu, who was leaning on the wall next to him without any expression, was entering text in the dialog box: "?"

He deleted the text in the input box and replaced it with a simple and powerful word: "roll."

Stark: "..."

"Don't think I don't know. You will break us up and commit suicide." Stark Zhenzhen said, "I can never agree."

Zhang Dianyu racked his brain and wondered how to fool it.

Think about it, or you can only dump the pot.

"As long as you take this boy away, I won't commit suicide." Zhang Dianyu even found a shortcut key to control the character's expression, so that the warden pulled out a stiff and strange smile, "You will take him away, right?" "

The bill turned its head and heard disapproval in the eyes.

Banner flinched the corner of his mouth and silently snapped the boy's head back. But in the end he thought about it for a moment, and said to the warden before him: "Can I take him to my room to change clothes first?"

The warden nodded mulan.

Banner opened the closet and saw a row of ironed flat brown-grey suit suits, neatly hanging another row of almost miniature suits, and the dust bag hangers on each suit were also cute Red bow tie.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

The bill says that its appearance does not match the reality, but the equipment is quite well prepared.

Banner took out a small suit and took the bill, leaving Zhang Dianyu and Stark in the office.

Miss Rita stood with her arms on her chest and looked at the wall with a strange look on her face. She seemed quite indifferent to what was happening in front of her and was so tough that she could not listen to any suggestions.

In fact, anything she said to her was used by Zhang Dianyu's double-eared left ear and right ear out.

The warden turned his neck mechanically, staring at Stark with **** faces: "How is it?"

"..." Stark nodded reluctantly: "I will look at you."

Zhang Dianyu asked the warden to refuse without hesitation: "I can't take a bath with a man."

"?" Stark: "I mean outside! I will always check your situation, you must answer me."

The two barely reached an agreement.

After a few minutes, the warden mechanically held a clean brown-grey suit and a new shirt and tie, and walked staggeringly toward the bathroom that could only be reached through the outer hall.

Stark saw the jail stare at the door frame for a long time before lifting his leg and stepping inside.

A few minutes later, there was a rush of water.

And a loud noise.

Stark took a deep breath and raised his voice: "Mr. Warden?"

Zhang Dianyu, who was busy making the warden not to break the shower head, hurriedly opened the dialog box to enter text.

"I'm fine." The warden answered slowly.

However, in the following time, loud noises continued to flow from the inside, making Stark wonder if the warden wanted to commit suicide by breaking his head.

Zhang Dianyu used the highest brain speed to ensure that the warden locked the door from the inside.

"Mr. Warden, are you okay?" Starr

Looking at Stark with **** faces, "How is it?"

"..." Stark nodded reluctantly: "I will look at you."

Zhang Dianyu asked the warden to refuse without hesitation: "I can't take a bath with a man."

"?" Stark: "I mean outside! I will always check your situation, you must answer me."

The two barely reached an agreement.

After a few minutes, the warden mechanically held a clean brown-grey suit and a new shirt and tie, and walked staggeringly toward the bathroom that could only be reached through the outer hall.

Stark saw the jail stare at the door frame for a long time before lifting his leg and stepping inside.

A few minutes later, there was a rush of water.

And a loud noise.

Stark took a deep breath and raised his voice: "Mr. Warden?"

Zhang Dianyu, who was busy making the warden not to break the shower head, hurriedly opened the dialog box to enter text.

"I'm fine." The warden answered slowly.

However, in the following time, loud noises continued to flow from the inside, making Stark wonder if the warden wanted to commit suicide by breaking his head.

Zhang Dianyu used the highest brain speed to ensure that the warden locked the door from the inside.

"Mr. Warden, are you okay?" Stark asked loudly. He turned the door handle hard, his eyebrows tightly screwed together.

If the warden doesn't answer, he may really be breaking the door.

Zhang Dianyu distracted part of his attention to input the dialog box, and the warden bumped into the door again, and then answered in a light tone: "I'm fine."

Stark: "..."

Zhang Dianyu: "............"

He tried his best.

When he finally asked the warden to tie his tie upside down and push open the bathroom door, Stark, who was sitting on the sofa outside, looked up sharply for a moment, and he was relieved.

There was a hint of surprise in his expression, as if the warden really committed suicide in it was normal.

Stark's gaze wandered over the warden for a moment, and finally he couldn't help but pointed to his cheek: "Mr. Warden, your face seems to have been bruised."

Zhang Dianyu still standing in the office across a wall: "..."

He really did his best.

Stark saw Mr. Warden turned his head slowly, no expression on his face, but nodded slowly.

The young people's neckties are not as clumsy as usual, or even messy.

Banner also returned from his room with a bill to change clothes. He glanced at the warden and Stark sitting next to him on the sofa in the outer hall and nodded: "So are you going to leave?"

The governor did not respond at all to this sentence, and Miss Rita in the office secretly relieved her breath.

He was really exhausted at this moment.

But it also confirmed that the bill did not lie-although this second character requires a bit of proficiency to control, it does look much more normal than online twigs.

Although it was not so tiring to say that the number cuts on the spot, he now understands the truth.

He can't always call his name for another character affectionately-this is very easy to cause misunderstanding.

"Miss Rita?"

Someone outside shouted with a raised voice.

It took Zhang Dianyu a little time to realize that it was calling himself.

He regained his energy, slowly stepped out of the office on high heels, and stayed at the door after closing the green employee door.

"Mr. Stark, are you calling me?"

"Mr. Warden's recent state may require a period of rest. I think this is why he needs an acting Warden." Stark extended his right hand again, with a polite and polite face. Smile, "If you need any help, you can call me at any time."

Zhang Dianyu also slightly touched the corner of his mouth, exposing the official business smirk: "Then you may be troubled-but I think Mr. Warden should not need to rest for so long, he is a very work-oriented person."

This is true. From another perspective, keeping this prison is to save his life.

The smile on Stark's face was not put away, and suddenly asked: "Miss Rita, how do you know?" xs63 looked at Stark with **** faces, "How is it?"

"..." Stark nodded reluctantly: "I will look at you."

Zhang Dianyu asked the warden to refuse without hesitation: "I can't take a bath with a man."

"?" Stark: "I mean outside! I will always check your situation, you must answer me."

The two barely reached an agreement.

After a few minutes, the warden mechanically held a clean brown-grey suit and a new shirt and tie, and walked staggeringly toward the bathroom that could only be reached through the outer hall.

Stark saw the jail stare at the door frame for a long time before lifting his leg and stepping inside.

A few minutes later, there was a rush of water.

And a loud noise.

Stark took a deep breath and raised his voice: "Mr. Warden?"

Zhang Dianyu, who was busy making the warden not to break the shower head, hurriedly opened the dialog box to enter text.

"I'm fine." The warden answered slowly.

However, in the following time, loud noises continued to flow from the inside, making Stark wonder if the warden wanted to commit suicide by breaking his head.

Zhang Dianyu used the highest brain speed to ensure that the warden locked the door from the inside.

"Mr. Warden, are you okay?" Stark asked loudly. He turned the door handle hard, his eyebrows tightly screwed together.

If the warden doesn't answer, he may really be breaking the door.

Zhang Dianyu distracted part of his attention to input the dialog box, and the warden bumped into the door again, and then answered in a light tone: "I'm fine."

Stark: "..."

Zhang Dianyu: "............"

He tried his best.

When he finally asked the warden to tie his tie upside down and push open the bathroom door, Stark, who was sitting on the sofa outside, looked up sharply for a moment, and he was relieved.

There was a hint of surprise in his expression, as if the warden really committed suicide in it was normal.

Stark's gaze wandered over the warden for a moment, and finally he couldn't help but pointed to his cheek: "Mr. Warden, your face seems to have been bruised."

Zhang Dianyu still standing in the office across a wall: "..."

He really did his best.

Stark saw Mr. Warden turned his head slowly, no expression on his face, but nodded slowly.

The young people's neckties are not as clumsy as usual, or even messy.

Banner also returned from his room with a bill to change clothes. He glanced at the warden and Stark sitting next to him on the sofa in the outer hall and nodded: "So are you going to leave?"

The governor did not respond at all to this sentence, and Miss Rita in the office secretly relieved her breath.

He was really exhausted at this moment.

But it also confirmed that the bill did not lie-although this second character requires a bit of proficiency to control, it does look much more normal than online twigs.

Although it was not so tiring to say that the number cuts on the spot, he now understands the truth.

He can't always call his name for another character affectionately-this is very easy to cause misunderstanding.

"Miss Rita?"

Someone outside shouted with a raised voice.

It took Zhang Dianyu a little time to realize that it was calling himself.

He regained his energy, slowly stepped out of the office on high heels, and stayed at the door after closing the green employee door.

"Mr. Stark, are you calling me?"

"Mr. Warden's recent state may require a period of rest. I think this is why he needs an acting Warden." Stark extended his right hand again, with a polite and polite face. Smile, "If you need any help, you can call me at any time."

Zhang Dianyu also slightly touched the corner of his mouth, exposing the official business smirk: "Then you may be troubled-but I think Mr. Warden should not need to rest for so long, he is a very work-oriented person."

This is true. From another perspective, keeping this prison is to save his life.

The smile on Stark's face was not put away, and suddenly asked: "Miss Rita, how do you know?"