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“Dear tourists, welcome to this unique journey. At this moment, we are standing in front of the former residence of Mr. Chen Ye, the Lord of Hell, the core site carefully planned by the Hell’s Kitchen Tour Group. This is not just a building, it is a witness to the history and legend of Hell’s Kitchen. For local residents, it is like a holy place, carrying countless stories and admiration.”

The tour guide held the small flag that led us to explore, and his eyes were full of enthusiasm when he looked at the Good Luck Restaurant. He is also a member of Hell’s Kitchen and has witnessed the changes in Hell’s Kitchen with his own eyes.

Our tour guide, holding the small flag that led us to explore the unknown, his eyes flashed with an indescribable love and pride for this land.

He is one of the witnesses of the changes in Hell’s Kitchen. From the guide who wandered between the streets and alleys in the past, making a living by selling information, and living a displaced life.

Now he wears the tour guide uniform of Hell’s Kitchen Tourism Co., Ltd., has a stable job, medical insurance, and even enjoys the warm food and accommodation provided by the company. All these changes are inseparable from the profound influence of the legendary figure, Mr. Chen Ye.

He slowly told his story, about the days when hunger and hope intertwined, how he persisted in the wind and rain until the turning point of fate.

With his wisdom and courage, Mr. Chen Ye not only reshaped the appearance of Hell’s Kitchen, but also paved a bright road for countless people like him.

The tour guide’s words were full of gratitude, which was a kind of respect from the bottom of his heart, and the highest praise for Mr. Chen Ye’s selfless dedication.

The tourists were infected by this deep affection and expressed their amazement and emotion.

“So this is where the Lord of Hell Chen Ye lives!”

“Ah, the Lord of Hell lives here? It looks shabby!”

“This clearly proves that the Lord of Hell is very close to the people! Very inspiring.”

“It’s obviously very beautiful and full of oriental charm. Take a picture for me quickly.”

“Can we go in for dinner?” A childish voice interrupted everyone’s discussion. It was a little boy. He stared at the tour guide with wide eyes and full of expectation. This question immediately resonated with the people around. Everyone wanted to know if they could go in. After all, this was the restaurant of the Lord of Hell. They also wanted to taste what the restaurant where the Lord of Hell Chen Ye lived since childhood was like.

“I heard that many superheroes gather here. Is it true?” This question once again focused everyone’s attention on the tour guide.

The eyes of the tourists were full of expectation and desire. They seemed to have seen those heroes who only existed in movies and comics gathering together in this mysterious place.

Facing the eager eyes of the tourists, the tour guide smiled and nodded, with a bit of pride and mystery in his tone: “Yes, there are indeed many superheroes here, such as the Iron Man Tony Stark you are familiar with, the famous magician King of Cards, and our neighbor Spider-Man, and the now famous Vongola family and other superheroes often come here.”

“As for whether you can go in to eat, I’m afraid you can’t, unless you are a resident of Hell’s Kitchen, otherwise you won’t go in to eat.” The tour guide said regretfully.

The tour guide’s words immediately caused dissatisfaction among the tourists.

“Why? We are all open for business!”

“I think you are just bragging. Sure enough, Hell’s Kitchen is still as dirty as before.”

“Return the money, return the money!”

“That’s right, we are customers, and customers are God!”

The tourists immediately caused a huge commotion, and some foreigners even wanted to force their way in.

The commotion of the tourists immediately attracted the attention of other residents of Hell’s Kitchen.

At this moment, the tour guide’s face was not at all flustered, but instead revealed a calmness of confidence.

He slowly pulled out an exquisite pistol from his pocket, with smooth and firm movements, and then fired a shot into the air. The crisp gunshot instantly shocked everyone. “Bang!”

This sound was like a thunder that broke through the sky, making the originally noisy scene instantly silent.

“Dear tourists, please allow me to remind you again that this is Hell’s Kitchen, and any violence is not allowed! If you want to use violence, that’s fine, but I can’t guarantee that you can leave here alive.” The tour guide’s voice was gentle and powerful, as if carrying an irresistible force.

He lives in Hell’s Kitchen, where the people are simple and honest. He seems to have given too many smiling faces, and these tourists think he is easy to bully.

And the tourists seemed to remember that they were not visiting an ordinary tourist attraction, but Hell’s Kitchen. They looked around and found that the uncles and aunts who had just set up stalls very kindly were suddenly wiping their weapons in their hands.

LookSeeing the quiet tourists, the tour guide smiled again

“Let me add that there is only one God in Hell’s Kitchen, and that is Mr. Chen Ye!”

“Don’t worry, we have long been good people. Generally speaking, we will not use violence easily. As long as everyone cooperates with us, it is Mr. Chen Ye who makes the residents of Hell’s Kitchen realize that force cannot solve everything, and it is also it that makes us know that people in Hell’s Kitchen can also escape from hell!”

“Are you very moved after listening to Mr. Chen Ye’s story!”

The tour guide said passionately.

And those tourists did not give any reaction. Looking at the uncles and aunts holding weapons around, they didn’t know whether they were moved or not, but they didn’t dare to move at all now!

They all regretted coming to Hell’s Kitchen!

“Take pictures quickly, we will go to the next attraction, Vongola Plaza!”

But the tour guide’s words did not seem to make the tourists feel better. They are now motionless like a piece of wood.

“Look, everyone, Iron Man has appeared!” A sudden roar broke the brief silence, and the tourists’ attention was instantly attracted to the sky.

Iron Man, wearing his iconic red armor, slowly landed not far away. His appearance was like a shot of adrenaline, which instantly excited the tourists who were a little reserved.

“It’s Iron Man himself! I actually saw him with my own eyes!” The children screamed excitedly, and the adults also took out their mobile phones to try to capture this rare moment.

Tony Stark smiled and waved to everyone. His calmness and confidence made everyone present feel the charm of a superhero.

Just as the tourists were immersed in the joy of seeing Iron Man, a gust of wind blew, and Quicksilver’s figure appeared in front of everyone like lightning.

He wore his iconic goggles and had a strong posture, which caused the tourists to exclaim again.

“It’s Quicksilver!”

“The fastest superhero in the world!”

“Ahhh!! The King of Cards is here!”

“King of Cards, I love you!!! I want to give birth to a baby for you!”

“It’s Spider-Man!!! Spider-Man is here too, and there are two of them!”

The subsequent appearance of X-Men members, such as Iceman and Scarlet Witch, made the atmosphere on the scene reach a boiling point. Tourists speculated: “Why are so many superheroes gathered together? Is there something important happening today?”

This doubt not only lingered in the hearts of tourists, but also deeply touched the residents of Hell’s Kitchen.

They knew that whenever superheroes appeared so densely, it often meant that something big was happening, and there was only one person who could summon these heroes – Mr. Chen Ye, who had disappeared for almost half a year.

The residents of Hell’s Kitchen began to whisper, with a gleam of expectation in their eyes. They all had a common guess in their hearts: “Could it be that Mr. Chen Ye is back?” This idea spread quickly among the crowd like wildfire.

At this moment, a deep and powerful voice came from behind the tourists: “What are you doing at my doorstep?”

Everyone turned their heads and saw a man standing there with a stern and deep face. It was Mr. Chen Ye they had been thinking about day and night!

“Ahhhhhh! It’s Mr. Chen Ye!!!” The children screamed again, and the adults couldn’t help but exclaimed.

They looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief, as if they were dreaming.

“Oh my God, I actually saw Chen Ye, the Lord of Hell!”