"Miss, you shouldn't be here. You should have let me come. This is Hell's Kitchen, not a safe place," a voice called from outside the door.
Chen Ye and Deadpool looked towards the door and saw a plump man in a suit walking in.
Following behind were a blonde woman with a worried expression and a brown-haired woman in a secretary's outfit.
Deadpool hurried over to the three.
He introduced to one of the women, "Chen, this is our esteemed sugar daddy, no, our employer, Ms. Pepper Potts."
"This gentleman is probably not important, probably Ms. Potts' follower."
"As for this beautiful lady, are you here to see me?"
Deadpool ignored the man and turned to offer a rose to the brown-haired woman.
"Just call me Happy. I'm Stark's bodyguard, and I was the one who recommended Ms. Potts find you."
"And this is Ms. Lashman, Stark's newly hired secretary."
The brown-haired woman in the secretary outfit nodded.
Chen Ye hurried forward to shake hands with Ms. Pepper Potts.
Then, he gestured for them to sit down, "Please, have a seat, Ms. Pepper Potts. Pietro, quickly go get our guests some tea."
"Please, drink some tea, don't be shy." As Pietro finished speaking,
three cups of tea were already placed on the table in front of Happy and the other two.
Happy and Ms. Pepper Potts were stunned.
Only the brown-haired lady was expressionless, as if she knew beforehand.
Chen Ye glared at Pietro, not in a good mood: "Please don't mind, it's just a small ability. If we didn't have some abilities, how could we survive in Hell's Kitchen?"
"To get back to the point, I'm very sorry to hear about Stark's disappearance. We will do our best to help you find him. You can tell us the specific situation."
Pepper Potts adjusted her state and slowly began to speak.
"A month ago, Tony Stark went to Afghanistan to deliver arms to the local American military. After the transaction was completed, he was attacked by unknown armed forces on the way back to the U.S. military base. There was no body of Tony at the scene, so it is estimated that he was kidnapped."
"I hope you can help me bring Tony Stark back, even if it's a corpse..."
Speaking of this, Pepper Potts' eyes turned red, and she couldn't continue.
Beside them, Happy was frantically searching for a tissue, but thankfully, the secretary next to them handed a handkerchief to Ms. Pepper Potts.
Chen Ye, who knew the plot, put on a sorrowful expression, even though he was actually ecstatic. He quickly said,
"Ms. Pepper Potts, I understand your feelings, and I'm very sorry to hear about Stark's situation."
"However, I must point out that since Mr. Stark was attacked by an unknown armed force, this rescue mission will likely require us to confront an armed force with powerful firepower, which may require our team to fight."
Chen Ye paused, looking troubled.
"We also can't guarantee success. Secondly, if Mr. Stark is still alive, we'll have to safely bring him back from the armed forces, which is a very difficult task, unless..."
Behind Chen Ye, Deadpool made a "gimme money" gesture with his right hand, bringing his five fingers together.
Seeing Deadpool's gesture.
Pepper Potts understood and said, "Money isn't an issue. As long as you can find Tony Stark and bring him back safely, I can add another fifty million! Even if it's just to bring back his body, I'm willing to pay five million U.S. dollars."
Clearly, Pepper Potts wanted to see him alive or see his body.
Chen Ye, who knew Stark would create an Iron Man suit and escape, said with a solemn expression:
"No problem at all. Our team is elite; we'll complete the mission one hundred percent. We won't take a single cent if we don't bring Tony Stark back."
"We're professionals!" Deadpool quickly nodded.
"That's right," Pietro also gave a thumbs up, agreeing.
Pepper Potts seemed to be infected by the confidence of Chen Ye and the other two, and her mood improved quite a bit.
A cold "Heh" cut through the harmonious atmosphere, and everyone turned to look. It was the secretary, sneering.
"Even the American police and the world's most elite FBI can't find him. Where do you get the confidence that you can?" the secretary, Miss Lashman, said disdainfully.
Only then did Chen Ye start to seriously look at the familiar secretary.
"System, get to work. Scan this person." "Ding"
[Name: Natasha Lashman (Natasha Romanoff)] [Title: Black Widow] [Race: Human] [Favorability: None]
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The famous Black Widow of Marvel, huh? Chen Ye thought to himself.
Knowing that the person in front of him was Black Widow, a truly old woman, born in Stalingrad in the former Soviet Union in 1928.
She was trained as an agent from a young age by the Soviet Union's special agents, and her body was genetically modified by the Soviet government, which greatly slowed down her aging process.
However, Chen Ye didn't know the specifics. In his previous life, there was a Black Widow solo film,
but Chen Ye wasn't interested in the Avengers that were filmed later for America's political correctness.
He knew that he would soon enter S.H.I.E.L.D.'s radar.
Chen Ye was very conflicted. On the one hand, he didn't want to get involved with S.H.I.E.L.D. at all; after all, he didn't particularly like that black-skinned egghead.
On the one hand, he really wanted to befriend every member of the Avengers.
After all, the Avengers were the fastest way to make friends with so many superheroes.
It wasn't that there weren't other ways, but the efficiency of making friends one by one ultimately couldn't compare to being in a team.
However, dwelling on these things was for the future; for now, he should first make friends with our Black Widow.
"This beautiful lady, you underestimate us. Just Tony Stark, I, Deadpool, alone can bring him back. You just wait for the good news.
If I save your boss, Tony Stark, can I have a romantic... mmmph," Deadpool said, being his usual self.
"I'm very sorry, Ms. Lashman." Chen Ye quickly covered Deadpool's mouth and looked at Black Widow and Pepper Potts with an apologetic expression.
"I believe Ms. Pepper Potts has certainly looked for many connections for such a long time, not just us. Ms. Lashman, it's understandable that you don't trust us. How about we make a bet?" Chen Ye paused.
"What's the bet?" Black Widow tilted her head, gesturing for Chen Ye to continue.
Pepper Potts and Deadpool also looked curious.
Chen Ye continued,
"Firstly, Ms. Pepper Potts, I don't mean to treat Tony Stark's business like a joke. If I've offended you, I apologize.
I have two hobbies: one is money, and the other is making friends.
If we can rescue Tony Stark within a week, I hope to become friends with Ms. Lashman."
Pepper Potts waved her hand, indicating she didn't mind.
"Alright, if you find him, I'd be very happy to be your friend. But what if you lose? The FBI can't even locate Tony Stark. How do you plan to find him?" Natasha asked with interest.
"There are no ifs, Tony Stark, we're definitely saving him," Chen Ye stated firmly, even though he knew Natasha was testing him on behalf of S.H.I.E.L.D.
"We naturally have our own methods, but when you go back, please bring some of Tony Stark's personal belongings that he's used recently, preferably with a strong scent."
Chen Ye looked towards the door.
"No problem, I've agreed to this bet on behalf of Miss Lashman. Happy, pack up what you need tomorrow and bring it over. We'll take our leave then, and look forward to your good news," Pepper Potts said, getting up.
Seeing Pepper Potts leave, Happy quickly followed.
Only Natasha turned to leave unhurriedly, and when she reached the restaurant door, she turned her head and gave Chen Ye and his group a meaningful look.
Seeing Natasha's actions, Chen Ye frowned.
At this moment, Deadpool shouted beside Chen Ye, "I'm in love! She's so beautiful, Miss Lashman!"
"Shoot, I forgot to get Ms. Lashman's contact information. Ms. Lashman, wait for me!" Deadpool dashed out in a hurry.
"What's wrong, Chen? Is there something about this Ms. Lashman?" Pietro, who was beside him, seemed to sense something was off with Chen Ye and asked.
"Ah, it's nothing, Pietro. It's just that our peaceful days are coming to an end. Alright, I'll go upstairs and rest for a bit. I still have to open for business tonight."
Chen Ye thought of the various major events to come and patted Pietro on the shoulder, saying in a slightly low voice as he slowly walked towards the apartment elevator.
Watching Chen Ye's suddenly heavy back.
Pietro suddenly gave a wry smile: "In a place like Hell's Kitchen, there's no such thing as peaceful days. How much more chaotic can it get than Hell's Kitchen?"
Chen Ye paused upon hearing this, but didn't say anything. His back just didn't look so low anymore.