S.H.I.E.L.D. paid attention to Kewen, but didn’t care too much.

In this incident, Kewen is just one of the many profit-makers.

There are a lot of smart people, and many of them made acquisitions when 'Stark Industries' stock was at the bottom.

But only a few have invested as much as Kewen.

Therefore, there should be some investigation, although it is mostly just a formality.

As a joke, Natasha explained the situation to Cowen truthfully.

Kewen also stopped being pretentious, so the atmosphere in the clinic was relieved.

After seeing Kewen send the surveillance records to the mailbox, Natasha smiled familiarly: "Oh, by the way, I may come to disturb you often in the next period of time."

"What?" Kewen wondered: "You have been fighting every day recently?"

After hearing the adjective used by Kewen, Natasha rolled her eyes charmingly: "It's just because of some work scheduling that I need to be stationed here in New York for a while."

Cowen was secretly stunned, it seemed that SHIELD was going to let Natasha go undercover beside Tony Stark.

But he just pretended he didn't know, so he shook his head and said, "I am a hospital here. If there is no injury or illness, don't always come here. According to Dongfang, it is unlucky."

"how?"

Natasha's expression was a little aggrieved and sad: "You don't want to see me so much? I thought we had become friends."

"friend?"

Ke Wen's face was astonished, but his heart was full of disbelief.

After several formal treatments, Natasha had a little gratitude in her heart, how could she consider him a friend?

Or, did Natasha value his medical skills? Want to have a good relationship?

Cowen didn't want to bother to guess what, anyway, he didn't believe Natasha would see him as a friend.

As his thoughts turned, Kewen responded appropriately: "A friend? Sorry, I ignored your mood. I'm honored to be your friend, and I'm also very happy to be your friend."

Hearing this, Natasha stretched out her hand and smiled: "From today onwards, we will be friends."

Ke Wen nodded, smiled and reached out and shook hands with the other party.

"Okay, let's do it today."

Natasha got up and smiled at Kewen: "I still need to rush back to submit your conversation report, and I'll come to you later when I'm free."

"welcome any time."

Kewen also changed his words, but there was a hint of hidden entanglement in his expression.

After all, he has to show the sense of contradiction between 'fear of trouble' and 'friends', otherwise how can he deceive Natasha who is like a human being?

This performance was naturally seen by Natasha.

She smiled playfully and waved to the door.

But he stopped when he was at the door.

"That's right." Natasha turned back: "I have something to tell you."

"What?" Cowan asked.

"It was supposed to be kept secret." Natasha smiled helplessly: "But it's a little unexpected, I actually came into contact with the mission target just now."

"Ms. Pepper Potts?" Cowen said speculatively.

"Smart." Natasha nodded: "Stark Industries has just happened so many things, so my next task is to secretly protect that playboy and Pepper Potts."

"But just now, I had contact with the mission target in advance, so if there is an accidental encounter in the future, I need you to help me conceal my identity."

"I Have a Scroll of Ghosts and Gods"

"No problem." Kewen nodded readily: "Do I need to sign any non-disclosure agreement?"

"We're friends, aren't we?" Natasha tilted her head and smiled, "So I trust you, it won't be so troublesome."

"Thank you." Kewen reassured slightly moved: "Don't worry! Whether it is to meet together in the future, or the other party takes the initiative to ask me, I will not reveal your identity!"

"Thank you, bye~"

Natasha raised her head dashingly, and then walked out of the consultation room.

Hearing the other person's footsteps go away, Kewen sat back at the desk and chuckled lightly.

This kind of playful intrigue is quite interesting.

...

...

The days that followed returned to normal.

Although the number of times Natasha sought them increased, they no longer had any purpose.

Natasha really seemed to regard Kewen as a friend, and every time she came over, it was a small talk.

The two sometimes stayed on the fourth floor, sometimes went out to eat in a restaurant, or found a bar for a drink.

In addition to chatting about current affairs and gossip, they also shared some experiences.

Natasha talked about some task experiences that happened to her, and Cowen also made up some work anecdotes.

Gradually, the relationship between the two became more tacit.

This kind of day lasted for two months.

Two months later, Natasha successfully joined the legal department of 'Stark Industries'.

Because of work, Natasha has less free time, so she reduces the number of times she comes to spend time with Kewen.

Late at night, in the Rubik's Cube space.

Kewen finished refining the magic doll in front of him.

He looked at the blond and big-breasted beauty in front of him, but finally 'tsk' unhappily.

It is gold, it will shine wherever it goes.

He thought he could live a leisurely life as a doctor, but his hospital became more and more famous.

Recently, the number of patients who come to seek medical treatment every day is increasing.

The patients are no longer the same minor illnesses as before, and some patients with profound illnesses began to seek medical treatment.

This caused a shortage of staff in the hospital, after all, he was the only doctor.

So Kewen thought about refining a magical machine doll to help him out, to help him heal some minor illnesses and so on.

But his perfection syndrome was committed.

The god machine puppet in front of him is too dull and rigid, and he can't even speak.

If this is put into the hospital to help treat it, I am afraid that sooner or later, it will be found abnormal.

This made Kewen feel a little uncomfortable.

What should I do if I'm upset? Let go.

He waved his hand to place the magic doll and Nakiri Erina, who was always on standby, together, and then Kewen thought and returned to the study.

"The hospital will give it to you in the past two days. I will go out for a few days."

After giving an order to the missing body clone, Kewen returned to the 'Cube Space'.

Kewen used his space authority to sense that he had found a coordinate left outside by him, and teleported it in his mind.

"Mephisto—"

In the rotten world, Kewen stood in the air and shouted, "I'm here to play with you—"

"Damn humans—"

The roar sounded from the sky and the earth, and Mephisto appeared in the sky out of thin air.

As soon as he appeared, Mephisto suddenly launched an attack.

The magic light cannon with the rules of hell quickly attacked Kewen from a high altitude.

"Hey!"

Cowen grinned and let out an excited laugh.

He runs the 'Inner Alchemy' to stabilize his soul, and he fully stimulates his own magic will to fight against the will of hell.

Then, with one hand, a huge magic circle was opened above his head.

boom--

The explosion roared, as if shaking the whole world.

One side swears constantly, the other side talks trash, and the battle has heated up from the very beginning.

All kinds of magic with negative emotions or targeting the soul were released by Mephisto.

Kewen kept changing patterns, using all kinds of novel magic to defend and counterattack.

For a time, colorful explosions filled the sky, dyeing the rotten hell dimension with different colors.

This fierce battle continued for a day.

Mephisto always had nothing to do with Cowen, and could only summon all kinds of creatures in hell again.

After being cleared by Cowen using several large-scale magics, Mephisto could only roar and scold Cowen to start a close fight with Cowen.

As a result, this fight made Mephisto regret.

Kewen now has enough mana recovery speed, so he uses most of his mana for every blow.

Mephisto was beaten and screamed.

This kind of beating lasted for most of the day, and then Kewen said goodbye with a happy face, and instantly left the hell dimension and returned to the Rubik's Cube space.

Mephisto was incompetent and furious.

He used his authority to scan the entire dimension several times, and after confirming that Kewen had really left the hell dimension, Mephisto couldn't help but raised his head through gritted teeth.

He looked at the sky in the hell dimension and breathed heavily for a moment, then separated a soul clone and threw the clone to the earth.

...

On the other hand, Kewen had just returned to the hospital feeling relieved when he immediately sensed Mephisto's magical aura.

He was stunned for a moment, beckoned to take back the missing body avatar.

Glancing at the dark night outside, he walked downstairs quickly.

Looking at Mephisto, who was standing in the hall on the first floor with a gloomy face, Kewen, who stepped out of the elevator, asked with laughter, "Old Mo, why are you here?"

"What on earth do you want!?" Mephisto growled.

"I didn't think about it." Ke Wen smiled and said, "I'm just looking for you to learn from each other. Let's improve together."

"what do you want!?"

Mephisto waved his hand with a cold face and sent a contract to Kewen.

Unwilling and irritable, Mephisto said solemnly: "Write what you want on the contract! I will try my best to satisfy you! And you! You will not be able to enter hell again!"

"forget it."

Kewen snapped his fingers and burned the contract: "It's good now. When I'm free in the future, I'll go to hell to find you and discuss it with you. The big deal, I'll try not to destroy your hell dimension in the future."

"Damn you! Despicable! Shameless! Dirty! Dirty..."

Mephisto broke into a series of curses.

It was just a few words over and over, so Kewen didn't care at all.

After all, it was him who was at fault, and if he thought in a different position, he couldn't stand being harassed by others at any time.

Hearing Mephisto's uninspired curse, Kewen stretched out his little finger and scratched his ear, then shrugged and interrupted: "Okay, okay, you provoke me first, and I didn't do anything to you, so I can't leave. send, or…”

Kewen raised his right hand wrapped in magic power, in a posture that I would destroy your clone with my own hands.

This made Mephisto choked.

His chest heaved slightly, and finally gave Kewen a hateful look, then turned and disappeared.

Kewen chuckled and turned to go upstairs to rest.

On the other side of the earth, Mephisto appeared in a mountain city with a face full of indignation...