Marvel: The Greatest Hero Era

Zhao Chen was surrounded by six-barreled machine guns, missiles, and gunpowder, so Zhao Chen's bending over and lowering his head made Janil Smith particularly afraid.

He jumped in fright, and his last words were shouted out in fear. Zhao Chen stood up at this moment, looking at Janil Smith with his eyes and face still filled with anger.

As if Zhao Chen could perform magic, a chair suddenly appeared in his hand, and then Zhao Chen began to roar.

"Just speak properly, why are you shouting? It's not like we're having a contest to see who can shout the loudest. Besides, your sudden increase in volume startled me."

After saying that, Zhao Chen tossed the chair in his hand to Janie Smith, who was standing opposite him. Janie Smith was standing there dumbfounded and felt wronged.

Janil Smith felt that it wasn't him who scared Zhao Chen, but rather Zhao Chen who scared them. When they came up, they saw so much gunpowder laid out on the side.

Moreover, Zhao Chen waved to them, inviting them to come over and chat. They finally mustered the courage to move forward, but Zhao Chen suddenly lowered his head again when they were halfway there.

No one knew what Zhao Chen was doing by lowering his head. Seeing the gunpowder around him, he made the connection, so Janil Smith was startled and shouted.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Chen only brought out a chair, but Janil Smith's back was already soaked with sweat. If Zhao Chen could see his back, he would know how flustered he was.

These were all thoughts in Janil Smith's mind. With so many subordinates watching him, he still had to try his best to regain his authority as captain.

Smith, standing still, took two more deep breaths to calm himself down, intending to say some more polite words.

"Mr. Zhao Chen, your Avengers team is full of great heroes, but the person inside is our Minister of Protection. Are you...?"

Zhao Chen didn't listen to a single word of Janie Smith's nonsense, and even interrupted him.

"Would you like tea or coffee?"

"Mr. Zhao Chen, I don't understand what you mean."

Zhao Chen's actions just now left Janil Smith stunned. He had barely recovered when Zhao Chen said something he couldn't understand.

"I'm asking if you want tea or coffee?"

After Janil Smith finished speaking, Zhao Chen repeated what he had just said.

"Mr. Zhao Chen, can you tell me what you mean by that?"

Although Zhao Chen repeated himself, Janil Smith still didn't quite understand and asked another question with a bewildered look on his face.

"Are you deaf? I don't think there's anything wrong with what I said."

As Zhao Chen spoke, he angrily took out a pot of tea and a pot of coffee from his spatial bracelet and placed them on the table in front of him.

"Tea or coffee? Choose one, or you can have both if you want. Do you understand what I mean now?"

Zhao Chen was a little angry, but he still remained rational while chatting with Janie Smith. Zhao Chen really wanted to swear and give him a piece of his mind.

Zhao Chen felt that what he had just said was already very clear, but he didn't expect that even after repeating it again and again, the other party still didn't understand and was still asking him what he meant.

"I want coffee."

Janil (Wang Zhao's) Smith looked very wooden, like a robot, as he took the coffee from Zhao Chen's hand.

Thinking about what had just happened, Janie Smith felt a little embarrassed and then said something else.

"Mr. Zhao Chen, I'm so sorry, I really didn't understand what you were saying just now, because I never expected that you were really planning to invite me for coffee or tea!"

Zhao Chen, who seemed a little angry just now, showed no signs of anger at all. He sat in his chair and waved his hand domineeringly.

"It's okay, I'm not blaming you. Life is a very frustrating thing, and it's normal to get distracted."

Chapter 723 A Hand Grenade

When Zhao Chen said this, he sounded sincere, and his expression was particularly gentle, as if they were old neighbors living in the same town and had lived together for many years.

As Janil Smith handed the coffee to Zhao Chen, he suddenly realized that Zhao Chen was actually a nice person. He was very polite to Zhao Chen, bringing him a chair and pouring him a cup of coffee.

This is his first time working at S.H.I.E.L.D., and as a veteran of S.H.I.E.L.D., he should show Zhao Chen around.

Suddenly, Janil Smith realized what he had done and slapped himself. He had come here on a mission, and now he was just having tea and coffee with Zhao Chen.

Suddenly realizing this, Janie Smith forgot that Zhao Chen was surrounded by missiles, machine guns, grenades, and Zhao Chen's own strength.

He adopted the authority of a S.H.I.E.L.D. team leader in front of Zhao Chen, treating him like an ordinary person, and prepared to slam his hand on the table.

Before Janiel Smith's hand could even touch Zhao Chen's fingers, it poked Janiel Smith's forehead.

Then Zhao Chen started yelling at Janil Smith's face like a machine gun, spitting out mouthfuls of saliva.

"I considered you a good friend, and I bought you coffee. If you don't like it, can you say why you hit yourself?"

"Do you really think my coffee is that bad? This coffee cost me a full 50 yuan, and it's the best coffee in the coffee shop."

At this point, Zhao Chen withdrew his hand and couldn't help but sigh.

“50 dollars? Do you know that I haven’t received a single penny of salary since I joined S.H.I.E.L.D.? I don’t even own my own house.”

“Where do I live? I live in the house my grandfather left me, so you know what, the thing I can’t stand the most is people wasting my money.”

The Hydra militants standing opposite were dumbfounded; none of them had expected that facing Zhao Chen would be like this.

Under their gazes, Zhao Chen reached into his pants pocket, casually rummaged around, and pulled out a hand grenade.

Zhao Chen pulled the safety pin as quickly as possible, and at the same time, he loosened the wristband on the grenade.

"Are you going to drink this coffee today or not?"

As he said this, Zhao Chen slammed the grenade he was about to detonate onto the table.

Everyone present was very familiar with firearms. For example, with this kind of grenade, if you pull the safety pin and release your hand, the explosion will take ten seconds.

The grenade itself wasn't very powerful, but Zhao Chen had three boxes of grenades in front of him and a bunch of missiles behind him, which together made it quite terrifying.

This one grenade will definitely cause a chain reaction of explosions in all the grenades and missiles. If it really explodes, this building will be gone!

Although they knew it was too late to escape, everyone still assumed a running posture, ready to leave at any moment.

Looking at Zhao Chen in front of him, Janil Smith picked up his coffee and brought it to his lips.

You could see Janie Smith trembling just by looking at the coffee; the coffee was almost spilling out of the cup.

When the coffee reached Janil Smith's lips, Zhao Chen tightened his grip on his hand again, and also grasped the grenade's bracelet.

The two teams standing at the back also relaxed completely.

“How does the coffee taste?”

After Janil Smith took a sip of his coffee, Zhao Chen smiled. "The taste... is quite good,"

As he spoke, Janil Smith wiped the spittle off his face. Zhao Chen had been so close to him, and when he yelled at him, all the spittle had landed on his face. "Not bad, that's good. I prefer tea to coffee, so I don't know much about coffee. If this fifty-yuan coffee isn't good, I'll just have to tear their shop down..." Zhao Chen said, gesturing wildly, but everyone else was staring at the grenade in his hand, turning their heads to follow its movement.

Halfway through his sentence, Zhao Chen suddenly let go of his hand, for reasons unknown. This caused everyone to hold their breath and become extremely tense.

Zhao Chen noticed the problem in time and clenched his fist again, which made them relax. They calculated that there were still a few seconds left before the explosion.

Zhao Chen felt particularly embarrassed by suddenly releasing the grenade, and then began to apologize to the person in front of him.

"I was so happy that I forgot I had a grenade in my hand. I'm really sorry, I'll be more careful next time." At this point, Zhao Chen suddenly slapped his forehead and apologized again.

"It was my fault for not thinking it through. With so many people around, I only brought out a pot of coffee."

Chapter 724 Get some rest

After saying this, Zhao Chen put his hand in his pants pocket, fumbled around for a while, and then showed a helpless expression on his face.

"There's no coffee left. This is the only small pot we have to share, and it's definitely not enough. Even though there's no coffee, we can drink beer. We grown men should drink beer."

"Coffee is something women should drink."

Janil Smith, sitting to the side, was speechless and felt wronged. Zhao Chen's words were directed at him, and he would be a fool if he couldn't understand it.

"You only asked me if I wanted coffee or tea, and then you pulled out a grenade to threaten me. I can drink more than just coffee; who knew you also had beer?"

At this moment, Zhao Chen put his grenade in his left hand, and then took out a table full of beer from his pocket with his right hand.

"There's plenty of beer, no matter how many of you there are, you can all drink. Don't worry, come on, everyone take a bottle, let's all have a toast."

The two teams behind Janil Smith looked at each other, but no one moved, because none of them had ever seen such a scene before. Zhao Chen's expression changed instantly.

"Are people looking down on me because they don't come to drink my beer?"

Zhao Chen released his hand again.

"Mr. Zhao Chen is so kind as to treat us to beer, and you're all just standing there without moving? Hurry up and get it for me."

Seeing what Zhao Chen was doing, Janil Smith almost jumped out of his chair and yelled at the two teams.

The Hydra militants rushed towards Zhao Chen. Seeing their movements, Zhao Chen gripped the grenade in his hand tightly.

Less than three seconds left.

As these people rushed over to grab the beer, this thought crossed Zhao Chen's mind. He picked up his own half-empty bottle of beer and downed it in one gulp.

The others only took a sip, and Zhao Chen, seeing this, was very dissatisfied and poured his bottle down.

“In our Eastern culture, if I finish my drink, those of you holding the glasses must also finish yours. If you don’t, you’re disrespecting me, huh?”

Zhao Chen's last word seemed to be a cheat code for them, making them finish their drinks in three seconds before a smile finally appeared on Zhao Chen's face.

After Zhao Chen got his hands on the spatial bracelet, it kept upgrading, and the space became larger and larger. He stuffed all sorts of random and strange things into it.

The beers he had just taken were spiked with something, so after they finished drinking, both teams collapsed to the ground in less than ten seconds.

Only Janie Smith remained conscious as all the men he had brought collapsed, which drove him to the brink of collapse.