Marvel: Why should I save you? We are close friends.

In the restaurant, Chen Ye calmly picked up the phone and answered the call, looking at Natasha and Coulson who were sitting restlessly opposite him.

There were four strong men standing behind and staring at them. There was an old man with white hair, a master Ye who was leaning on a cane, and a Deadpool who was wearing a red hood and trying hard to take a photo with Natasha behind her. The only normal guy was probably John Wick who was wearing a suit and looked a little handsome.

Calling these four men strong men might be a bit of an insult to the word strong men. Four weird men? Thinking of this, Chen Ye was amused by himself.

"Hello, Mr. Chen Ye, let me introduce myself. I am Nick Fury, director of the Strategic Homeland Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency." Nick Fury on the other end of the phone introduced himself.

"Hello, what is the matter that Director Nick Fury is calling a nobody like me?" Chen Ye asked knowingly.

"Mr. Chen Ye, you are not an unknown person. Chen Ye, your father died in a gang fight when you were 10 years old, so you have been raised by your godfather Jin Bing for these years."

"You started working as a mercenary when you were 18, and you killed no less than 1000 people. You have serious racism. It was not until I graduated from Cornell University's School of Business Administration last year that I accepted the restaurant and apartment left by your father and renamed it Good Luck Restaurant."

"When I was 18 and working part-time, I met Pietro Maximov and Wanda Django Maximov, who were fleeing the war, and adopted them."

"In just one year, they took control of five blocks of Hell's Kitchen. This is something that many gangs cannot do."

"Not long ago, I saved Tony Stark and made a lot of money in the stock market. I'm curious how you knew that Stark Industries' stock would fall."

Later, he became one of the elders of the High Table. He has achieved such success at such a young age, and he has a bright future. "

Nick Fury told Chen Ye's life story in detail.

"It seems like you have invaded my privacy."

Chen Ye knew that this was a show of force from Nick Fury.

Nick Fury was telling him how powerful SHIELD's intelligence network was. As long as SHIELD was willing, they could find out what color underwear Chen Ye was wearing today and how many times he had gone to the toilet.

"We are just doing our duty. You know our duty is to protect the safety of the world. We need to find out whether everyone is harmful to the country and the world. Everything we do is for world peace." Nick Fury said righteously.

It was the first time that Chen Ye saw someone directly describe such shameless behavior as monitoring other people's privacy as being for the purpose of protecting the world. All he could say was that Nick Fury was worthy of being the most despicable person in Marvel.

"You are trying to put a big accusation on me. I am not racist. I just hate those who kill innocent people and have no moral sense. Every time, the victims come to me with evidence, but I have never killed anyone. Those people died in accidents. Don't talk nonsense. It just happens that most of those criminals are Nico."

"Those people made mistakes and should be judged by the law instead of being executed by you. You are defying federal law," Nick Fury accused.

"If the Federation was really useful, there wouldn't be so many innocent people asking for revenge, and there wouldn't be a place called Hell's Kitchen. Justice delayed is justice denied."

Chen Ye seemed to want to end this meaningless topic and said, "Okay, what kind of people are you agents? I believe you know very well that you are just wolves in sheep's clothing. Tell me the purpose of this call today."

"Okay, my purpose today is very simple. I will help you conceal the whereabouts of the super-powered siblings. As a condition, if you release Agent Natasha and Agent Coulson, as well as the group of agents outside, I can pretend that nothing happened."

At this time, Nick Fury still felt that as the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., personally negotiating with Chen Ye was the greatest honor he had given Chen Ye.

After hearing this insincere condition, Chen Ye said, "It seems that Director Nick Fury doesn't really want these men of yours. So I think it's good for them to stay here. Tomorrow I will call a large group of media to take pictures and let them see what federal agents look like. I believe that for a department like S.H.I.E.L.D. that is so unpopular, there should be many people who are willing to take advantage of it."

Then Chen Ye stood up, walked out of the restaurant and turned on the speaker on his cell phone. At this time, there was no one else on the street except the agents lying on the ground, so the sound from the speaker was loud enough for all the agents to hear.

After doing all this, Chen Ye asked Nick Fury again: "Director Nick Fury, do you want to re-offer? One million US dollars for such an agent is not too much, right? As for Natasha and Coulson, they threatened me with words, which greatly hurt my young and fragile mood. Ten million each."

Nick Fury on the other end of the phone covered his heart heavily, as if he had been hit hard. He said with difficulty: "You are kidding, Mr. Chen. One person wants one million, and two people want me for 20 million, which adds up to more than 100 million US dollars. SHIELD will definitely not pay more than 100 million for this matter."

"Don't worry. Director Nick Fury just forgot to tell you that I am now listening through the speaker. Every word you said was accidentally heard by all the agents outside." Chen Ye said into the phone.

Then he squatted beside one of the agents and deliberately said to the agent: "Look at how stingy your director is. You fight for S.H.I.E.L.D., but in the end, in his eyes, you are not even worth a million. I feel sorry for you. If I were you, I would quit right now."

Nick Fury on the other end of the phone didn't expect Chen Ye to be so vicious at such a young age. Hearing this obvious attempt to sow discord, he almost couldn't breathe. He gritted his teeth and said, "What do you want, Mr. Chen? Do you want us to raze Hell's Kitchen? Give me a sincere offer."