The news that Chen Ye was going to war with the people of Hell's Kitchen spread like wildfire, and the entire Hell's Kitchen was in an uproar.
A tense atmosphere filled the air, as if an invisible storm was brewing.
The residents who were initially strolling were stunned when they heard the news, then quickened their steps and hurried home.
Their faces were filled with worry and unease, as if they had a premonition of something terrible about to happen.
The small vendors in Hell's Kitchen also ended their business early, even boarding up their shops to prevent them from being affected by the great battle at night.
They stood at their doorways, looking at the gradually dimming sky, their hearts filled with helplessness and worry.
Chen Ye, however, walked leisurely towards the restaurant as if nothing was happening, as if all of this had nothing to do with him.
His gaze was firm, and a faint smile was on his face.
He knew that this battle was inevitable, but he was not afraid. Because he had confidence, believing that he could overcome everything.
On the narrow streets, residents were busy rushing on their way.
However, when they saw Chen Ye, they all stopped.
Some gave him a gesture of encouragement, a silent show of support.
Their eyes were filled with admiration, because they knew that Chen Ye was fighting for the future of Hell's Kitchen.
Others were worried for him, after all, this struggle would not be easy.
"Young man, go for it! As soon as the school starts, I'll send my child there immediately," a middle-aged woman shouted to him.
Her voice was full of trust and gratitude, because she knew that everything Chen Ye did was for the future of the children.
"Chen Ye, thank you for everything you've done for Hell's Kitchen. I hope you succeed!" an elder patted his shoulder, his eyes full of expectation.
Chen Ye felt the residents' expectations, which further strengthened his belief.
He knew that this struggle could only succeed, not fail.
He could not disappoint the residents, nor could he let his efforts go to waste.
Unknowingly, Chen Ye returned to the restaurant.
John Wick, Pietro, Deadpool, Dr. Ethan, and others seemed to have agreed to wait downstairs for Chen Ye's return; even Deadpool, who went out to earn extra money last night, had returned.
They gathered together, looking at Chen Ye with determined eyes.
When Chen Ye saw this group of people, he felt very satisfied, thinking, "I still have a group of good friends, I won't lose."
"Why are you standing at the door? Don't tell me you're worried about me. Just stay inside," Chen Ye said with a smile, trying to ease the tense atmosphere.
However, his friends did not respond to his words, but silently followed behind him.
They knew that in the coming time, they would fight side by side for the future of Hell's Kitchen.
In a corner of the restaurant, the discussions of the crowd rose and fell, and the atmosphere was tense and solemn.
Chen Ye, this young man burdened with heavy responsibilities, scanned everyone present with serious eyes.
The light in the restaurant was dim, but his gaze was like a sharp sword, keen and firm.
"Our opponents are not simple."
Chen Ye's deep voice echoed in the restaurant,
"The Irish Gang in the west, the Mexican Gang in the south, and The Hand and S.H.I.E.L.D. behind them—these are all forces we must be wary of."
At this moment, Chen Ye did not know that the Mutant Brotherhood had also arrived in Hell's Kitchen, targeting him.
"Tonight's operation, we must go all out," Chen Ye said firmly,
"For the Irish Gang in the west, I have already negotiated with the British Gang in the north, and they will provide us with the necessary support; Uncle Kingpin will handle this side.
The Vongola Family in Midtown will also help us deal with those smaller gangs."
"As for the Mexican Gang in the south and the S.H.I.E.L.D. combat team behind them, Master Ye and Old Ma, I'm leaving them to you. Any problems?"
Chen Ye looked at Master Ye and Old Ma and asked.
After all, no matter how big the Mexican Gang was, the people inside were just ordinary humans. Chen Ye believed that Old Ma, a legendary assassin, could handle them, and S.H.I.E.L.D. would be left to Master Ye. These two should be able to handle it.
"No problem, I won't show mercy to drug dealers," Master Ye said confidently.
"If I'm not mistaken, you should have reinforcements."
Chen Ye said profoundly, his eyes revealing an inexpressible wisdom.
"The gangs are actually not to be feared; the most important thing is The Hand."
"The Hand will be left to Deadpool, Pietro, and John, the three of you."
"Deadpool, you can continue to earn your pocket money."
"Remember to bring Deadpool."
"You really understand me, my dear Chen Ye. Are you perhaps in love with me?" Deadpool asked jokingly, a playful smile on his face.
"As for Dr. Ethan, do you want to take Xiao Ye to Tony's place to stay? Of course, staying in the apartment is also fine; I guarantee no one can harm you."
Ethan smiled: "I'm not a burden, don't worry. Give me a gun, and I'll stay here in the restaurant and fight alongside you. I'll protect Xiao Ye."
Seeing this, Chen Ye did not say more.
Chen Ye paused, then continued: "I will stay in the restaurant, commanding from here. If there are any unexpected situations, I will notify you in time. At the same time, I also need to be vigilant for any potential enemies that may appear."
Time passed in a tense yet orderly atmosphere.
Everyone was busy preparing for the upcoming battle.
Chen Ye sat quietly in the corner of the restaurant, his gaze deep and firm, as if he was thinking about something.
Actually, Chen Ye was talking to the system in his mind, seeing if it could provide help for the upcoming battle.
When Chen Ye opened the system, he was startled by the large number of system prompts.
"Congratulations, Host, Hell's Kitchen Resident D has successfully added the Host as a friend."
"Congratulations, Host, Hell's Kitchen Resident E has successfully added the Host as a friend."
"Congratulations, Host, Hell's Kitchen Resident...."
Chen Ye looked at the system prompt time and realized that these prompts appeared when Chen Ye was walking from the Fisk Tower to the restaurant.
"System, how many friend points do I have now?"
"Currently, you have 603 friend points, which can be exchanged for 6 family points."
"Do you want to exchange them?"
The system asked.
"Exchange."
"Give me a lottery draw! System," Chen Ye said in his mind.
"Congratulations, Host, you drew a 'Thank You for Your Patronage'."
"As expected, this damned probability!" Chen Ye cursed.
"Continue, System! Draw all five times for me!" Chen Ye said with a hardened heart, closing his eyes!
Chen Ye closed his eyes and waited silently.
"Ding, the lottery draw is complete."
"Congratulations, Host, you drew...."
"Congratulations, Host, you drew the Lost Driver."
"Congratulations, Host, you drew the Eternity Memory."
Chen Ye vaguely remembered the catchphrase of kamen rider Eternal: "Come on, enjoy yourself in Hell."
Chen Ye looked at these two items and murmured, "kamen rider Eternal? Hell? It really suits me. System, is this really just a coincidence?"