After a feast, Lin Feng left the villa feeling content.
He flew leisurely through the air, heading home.
It was then that he remembered the fair-skinned, beautiful young reporter still at his house.
He wondered if she had eaten.
But with so many ingredients in the fridge and her ability to cook, she probably wouldn't go hungry.
As he flew, Lin Feng habitually used his super hearing.
Full from food and drink, it was time to enjoy some gossip.
New York today was as 'peaceful' as ever!
The members of the gray streets in Hell's Kitchen were still making incessant noises.
Are they having a party every day? Lin Feng was too tired to even complain.
Oh wow, the domestic violence from last time was happening again, still the same scene of the woman hitting the man.
Today, that plump woman was even using weapons!
The clanging of pots and pans sounded painful to Lin Feng's ears.
Enjoying the drama, Lin Feng slowly made his way home.
As soon as he opened the door, a figure quickly rushed towards him, startling Lin Feng.
The young reporter, Susan, ran up and blocked the doorway, looking at Lin Feng with hopeful eyes.
"How did it go, Lin?"
"Uh…" Lin Feng was speechless, "Can you let me in first, please!"
Susan moved aside, letting Lin Feng into the villa.
Lin Feng sat on the sofa, and Susan, disregarding the difference between men and women, sat right next to him, staring at him with a look full of anticipation and anxiety.
"Ahem, oh, I think I'm a bit thirsty!" Lin Feng said slyly, deliberately avoiding Susan's expectant gaze.
Thump, thump, thump! Susan scurried to the kitchen, poured a glass of water, and handed it to Lin Feng with both hands: "Water! Lin!"
"Mmm~" Lin Feng took a sip of water, satisfied. His eyes darted around, and he feigned a sigh: "Oh dear! I've been running around all day, my shoulders are a bit sore!"
As he spoke, he even pretended to rub his shoulders, full of implication!
The next second, a pair of small hands climbed onto his shoulders, kneading and massaging them with force. The pressure felt like ants crawling on Lin Feng... After massaging for a long time, Lin Feng still didn't speak, and Susan grew anxious again.
She simply stopped massaging, grabbing Lin Feng's shoulders and shaking him back and forth vigorously.
"Lin! Tell me quickly, what happened?"
"Alright, alright! Stop shaking!" Seeing the young reporter about to cry from anxiety, Lin Feng couldn't help but laugh. He patted the small hands on his shoulders, turned around, and gave her a reassuring look.
"Don't worry! The matter is resolved."
"Tony Stark will send people to deal with it tonight."
"You can go home first thing tomorrow morning!"
"Really?!" The young reporter, Susan, got the answer she most wanted and cried tears of joy, giving Lin Feng a big hug on the spot.
She cried and shouted, "Thank you, Lin!"
Now it was Lin Feng's turn to be embarrassed... After a day, he once again felt the young reporter's impressive chest.
This time, he was embraced fully, and a refreshing scent, like shower gel, wafted over, making Lin Feng's nose itch. Coupled with the softness pressing against his chest, he was on the verge of reacting.
Brother! Stay calm!
Lin Feng shouted in his heart, he couldn't get a rise at this moment!
That would be too embarrassing!
After a while, as if she had cried enough, Susan's sobs slowly subsided. Lin Feng took the opportunity to pat her back and gently pulled her away.
Oh wow, she was crying so much, even her snot was running.
My goodness.
Lin Feng quickly grabbed the tissue box, pulled out two tissues, and handed them to her.
Actually, it wasn't Susan's fault for being so emotional; the constant threat to her life was truly awful.
Susan's nerves, stretched taut for several days, felt like a violin string about to snap.
Now that she was finally safe, Susan couldn't help but let it all out. Her life could finally return to normal, and all of it was thanks to the big boy in front of her.
Susan looked at Lin Feng seriously and said, word by word, "Thank you so much, Lin! You'll always be my friend!"
"Alright, alright, go wash up and get some sleep! You can go back tomorrow! Remember not to run off to Hell's Kitchen again!"
Unable to bear Susan's emotional words, Lin Feng scratched his head and said somewhat uncomfortably, "Next time, someone might not be there to save you!"
"I know, Lin!" Susan nodded. She was going back to her room to text her parents. The danger of the past few days had kept her from contacting them.
If she didn't contact her parents soon, they'd probably report her missing... Susan jogged back to her room, opened the door, and used it to hide her body, just like last night, only her small head peeking out.
"Thank you so much, Lin!" Unlike last night, Susan's face today was full of smiles and sincerity.
"I know! Go to sleep quickly! I'm going to sleep too!" Feeling Susan's happiness and sincerity, Lin Feng also smiled back, waved at Susan, and walked back to his own room.
Flopping onto the bed, Lin Feng let out a strange chuckle.
The feeling of being thanked was truly unique and such a high-class spiritual nourishment.
Especially the gratitude from a beautiful woman. It made Lin Feng feel a happiness he had never experienced before.
Lin Feng wondered if Clark in the movies also felt these emotions... Early the next morning, just as dawn broke, the young reporter Susan left.
She wanted to rush home to reassure her parents and see her younger sister, whom she hadn't seen in days.
That little girl was very clingy; after a few days apart, she'd probably need to be coaxed for a while... Lin Feng slept in, not waking up until noon.
Lately, he seemed to have been busy with other people's affairs, so Lin Feng decided to stay home today and not go anywhere.
He'd just play games all day!
He checked the time; it was already noon, and he was too lazy to cook for himself.
Lin Feng pulled out his phone and ordered takeout.
He couldn't help but complain; places without certain delivery apps were really inconvenient. He had to call the restaurant to order food.
He randomly picked a pizza place, put down his phone, and started playing games.
His super reflexes made his gaming skills comparable to a professional player; no teammate would ever call him bad again! Lin Feng was very excited playing games.
After one game ended, the doorbell rang.
"Ding-dong!"
"Hello! Pizza delivery!"
"Coming!" Lin Feng responded, dropping his controller and running to open the door.
He was still a bit puzzled, wondering if foreign takeout was supposed to be very slow according to the short videos he'd watched. Why was his order so fast?
It seems you can't believe everything you see in videos!
Thinking this, Lin Feng opened the door.
However, the moment he saw the delivery person, Lin Feng's expression became strange.
"Sir! That'll be 12 dollars." A pleasant female voice rang out.
"Uh... okay..." Lin Feng, with a half-smile, pulled out 12 dollars and took the pizza.
Seeing that the delivery person had no intention of leaving, Lin Feng decided to play along.
"Is there anything else?" Lin Feng asked, feigning confusion.
"Oh sir, I'm terribly sorry, may I use your bathroom!"
"You know, it's quite a distance from the city..." The delivery person explained somewhat awkwardly.
"No problem, feel free." Lin Feng nodded in agreement.
He pointed out the bathroom's location to the delivery person, then sat on the sofa. He didn't touch the pizza but used his x-ray vision to look towards the bathroom.
He didn't believe the other party genuinely needed to use the restroom due to an emergency.
A S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, the Black Widow Natasha, delivering pizza to him?
Was she perhaps taking him for a fool?
That's right, the first glance after opening the door, Lin Feng recognized her.
This delivery person... was none other than the famous Black Widow, Sister Widow!
It seemed Nick Fury hadn't given up on him yet. Lin Feng crossed his legs, resting his chin on his hand, deep in thought.
Tony had already clearly rejected Nick Fury.
What exactly did he want by sending Natasha to contact him?
Before Lin Feng could ponder further, a sudden exclamation came from the bathroom.
"Oh! Sir, my car key fell into the toilet, could you please help me!"
Lin Feng sneered. He had been watching Natasha with his x-ray vision the whole time.
He had personally watched her dismantle the ceiling and install a matchbox-sized black box.
Then, she threw a key into the toilet.
Playing the part completely, as expected of an agent, meticulous, Lin Feng liked it.
Black Widow Natasha had no idea that her every move was being seen clearly.
She wore a poker face but spoke in a shy tone.
Trying to test a young man with this? Lin Feng sneered again. Since you want to act, I'll play along!
"I'm coming, cutie!" Lin Feng instantly put on a lecherous expression and headed straight for the bathroom.
Opening the door, Natasha had a flustered expression.
Paired with the delivery uniform, she looked quite pitiable.
Lin Feng showed a pained expression and rushed forward with a bear hug.
He even comforted her, saying, "Oh! Cutie, don't worry! It's just a car key!"
"If it's lost, it's lost, I'll buy you a four-wheeler!" As he spoke, Lin Feng quickly pressed the toilet flush button.
His toilet was a high-end model; a single key would be flushed down with ease.
Natasha, who was fully committed to her act, was startled by the sudden embrace, and a masculine scent wafted over her.
Before she could even react, her car key was flushed away by Lin Feng.
Natasha was instantly dumbfounded. Damn it, why wasn't he following the script?
The bear hug made Natasha forget her lines.
She pushed him twice but couldn't get the guy off her. Natasha could only pull out her weapon from behind her hair... a small, high-powered taser.
"Little brother, go to sleep!"
"What the hell is that?" Lin Feng, with lightning speed, snatched it away.
Natasha's pupils constricted. What incredible speed.
Crackle, crackle... Lin Feng pressed the black box, and a whirring sound of electricity filled the air.
"How do you have such a dangerous thing!" Lin Feng exclaimed dramatically.
"A girl shouldn't carry such dangerous items! Let me keep it for you!"
"Let me see if there are any more..." As he spoke, Lin Feng's large hands incessantly roamed over Natasha's body.
"Enough!" Feeling Lin Feng's hands becoming increasingly inappropriate, Natasha pulled out a small pistol from between her ample breasts and angrily pressed it against Lin Feng's head!
As an agent, she already understood that she had been played. The target of her mission most likely knew her.
Indeed, seeing Natasha pull out the pistol, Lin Feng stopped his actions.
He released Natasha, stepped back two paces, his eyes full of playful mockery.
"Didn't Nick Fury tell you... a pistol is useless against me!"
"Miss Natasha Romanoff..."
Natasha's expression grew serious: "You really do know me!"
Lin Feng pouted, I know a lot more than that... I even know how you died years later.
"Put away your toy gun, that thing can't even tickle me!" After saying that, Lin Feng turned and walked back to the living room, casually tossing the pizza into the trash can.
No need to ask, it was definitely Natasha's special pizza, laced with something. Although anesthetics and the like had almost no effect on Lin Feng.
But Lin Feng didn't want to eat something that was clearly problematic.
However, he had to admit, Sister Widow's figure was really great, Lin Feng secretly marveled.
Natasha put away her gun and sat opposite Lin Feng, silent, just staring intently at the relaxed Lin Feng.
"Alright, speak. Sending so many people, putting on such a big show! What do you want from me?" Lin Feng pouted. His x-ray vision had long since seen that the villa across from his was already filled with fully armed agents.
If it weren't for the fact that Natasha was the one who came, he would have already sent a heat ray over.
"I don't understand what you're talking about!"
Seeing Natasha deny it, Lin Feng pointed to the villa across the street and sneered, "65 agents, all armed to the teeth."
"There's even thermal imaging equipment. Do you understand what I'm talking about now?"
"How do you know?!" Natasha's face darkened again. Her first reaction was, is there a traitor in S.H.I.E.L.D.?
Lin Feng didn't explain, he just looked Natasha up and down, and said with a hint of ambiguity, "Black lace, sister has good taste!"
Natasha's pupils constricted, and she instinctively covered her body with her hands: "You have x-ray vision?!"
But the next second, Natasha, realizing what she was doing, took her hands away and casually tossed her hair: "So, little brother, do you like black lace!"
Who was Natasha? The famous Black Widow, of course. Her career as an agent was not without instances where she had to use her charm to complete missions.
Seeing Natasha start her antics again, Lin Feng grew a little impatient.
While he liked attractive women, he also disliked such overtly purposeful behavior: "I say, Agent Natasha, what exactly did your director send you here for?"
"To investigate my personal preferences?" Lin Feng continued, "I don't have that much free time to play house with you all. Just get to the point, and don't think my patience is endless."
"Alright, Nick Fury did send me." Since she was exposed, Natasha frankly admitted it.
The mission target was too powerful, and also possessed some incredible abilities.
Some of her tricks might seem like mere cleverness to him, so it was better to be direct.
"S.H.I.E.L.D. needs capable people to join! We have many unknown enemies and need to prepare as soon as possible!" Natasha tried to make her eyes appear as sincere as possible.
"I'm not interested, didn't Tony already say that?" Lin Feng shrugged. He really wasn't interested in that riddled S.H.I.E.L.D.
"Like Tony, I also don't want to join your superhero organization..." Lin Feng continued.
"No! You're different from Tony..." Natasha stood up, pulled out a card, and threw it to Lin Feng, saying, "You're more dangerous than him. I hope you seriously consider this suggestion."
"My contact information is on it. I hope you make the right choice, little brother!" After saying that, Natasha raised an eyebrow at Lin Feng, winked, and then left.
Nick Fury's mission for her wasn't meant to be accomplished in one go. Talented individuals often required multiple invitations. This time, showing her face would at least allow for a deeper conversation next time they met!
The card still carried body heat. After a moment of thought, Lin Feng still put it away. He genuinely didn't plan to join any Avengers initiative, at least not yet.
Lin Feng disliked being controlled by others; he cherished freedom.
Perhaps, being an external consultant would be a good option. You pay, I work!
This kind of arrangement was acceptable to Lin Feng.
Lin Feng thought to himself, if there's another opportunity, he'll discuss it again.
In the original story, Tony eventually chose to join the Avengers. Everyone understands the principle that there is strength in numbers.
Lin Feng was no exception.