Marvel: Friendship System, Deadpool is my best friend

The two of them were busy, but the two of them were busy.

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

Four strong men stood behind them, staring at them. An old man with white hair, Master Ye with a cane, and a Deadpool wearing a red hood who was desperately taking photos behind Natasha. The only normal one might be John Wick, who was a little handsome in a suit.

Calling these four people strong men might be a bit insulting 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, the 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 with Director Nick Fury 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 Godfather Jin Bing for these years."

"I started to be a mercenary when I was 18 years old. During that time, no less than 1,000 Nigos died in your hands. You have serious racial discrimination. 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 went out to work part-time at the age of 18, I met Pietro Maximov and Wanda Django Maximov, two siblings who fled because of the war at the time, and adopted them."

"In just one year, I took control of five blocks of Hell's Kitchen. This is something that many gangs can't 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."

Then he became one of the elders of the High Table. With such achievements at such a young age, he has a bright future. "

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

"You seem to have violated my privacy."

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

Nick Fury was telling him how powerful the SHIELD intelligence network was. As long as SHIELD wanted to, they could find out what color underwear Chen Ye wore today and how many times he went 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 say that the shameless act of monitoring other people's privacy was for the purpose of protecting the world. It can only be said that Nick Fury is worthy of being the most despicable person in Marvel.

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

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

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

Chen Ye seemed to want to cut off this meaningless topic and said, "Okay, what kind of stuff are you agents? I believe you know it very well. You are just wolves in sheep's clothing. Tell me the purpose of calling today."

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

Nick Fury still felt that as the director of SHIELD, he personally negotiated with Chen Ye, which was the greatest honor for Chen Ye.

After hearing this insincere condition, Chen Ye said: "It seems that Director Nick Fury doesn't want your subordinates. In this way, I think it's good for them to lie 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 there should be many people who are willing to take advantage of the unpopular department like your SHIELD. "

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Then Chen Ye stood up, walked out of the restaurant and turned on the loud speaker of his phone. At this time, there was no one else on the street except the agents lying on the ground, so the sound of the loud speaker of the phone was 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-quote? One million dollars for such an agent is not too much, right? As for Natasha and Coulson, they threatened me with words, which 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 million for one person, and two people want me for 20 million, which adds up to more than 100 million US dollars. SHIELD will never pay more than 100 million for this matter."

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

Then he squatted beside one of the agents and deliberately said to the agent: "Look at how stingy your director is. You have fought for S.H.I.E.L.D., but in the end, you are not even worth a million in his eyes. 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 provocation, he almost couldn't breathe. He gritted his teeth and said: "What do you want, Mr. Chen? Do you want us to flatten Hell's Kitchen? Give me a sincere offer."