American comic: Checking in, Gwen in black stockings rolls her eyes.

“I have been building my own power base to prepare for potentially greater threats in the future. I need trustworthy partners and capable people to help me manage and develop. Natasha, your experience, your abilities, and your wisdom are exactly what I need.”

He paused, as if trying to form his words.

Then, in a tone that was half-joking and half-seriously, he said:

“Perfect timing. One of my properties… well, Hell’s Kitchen, has always been lacking a real housekeeper who can keep things in check and handle all sorts of complicated matters.”

"Hell's Kitchen?"

Natasha was taken aback at first; in New York, that name represented chaos, crime, and the struggles of the underprivileged.

Then, as if she had just realized something, her eyes filled with disbelief and shock.

"Wait...you mean Hell's Kitchen? What happened there recently...Kingpin fell, and all the forces were consolidated...Could it be...that you're the one who took over Hell's Kitchen?"

Seeing her shocked expression, Lin Feng smiled faintly and nodded gently.

"You could say that's my territory now."

Natasha was completely stunned.

She had always known that Lin Feng was very strong, mysterious, and possessed incredible power.

But she never imagined that he was secretly controlling a lawless area like Hell's Kitchen.

And it was integrated with swift and decisive measures.

The strength, resources, and influence behind this far exceeded her imagination.

This means that Lin Feng is not just a powerful individual warrior.

He is also a chess player hidden behind the scenes.

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193: Nick Fury was stunned!!

A tyrant who owns his own independent kingdom?

After the initial shock came immense curiosity and a strange attraction.

How many secrets is this man hiding?

She looked at Lin Feng, at his calm and deep eyes, which seemed to contain the stars and the sea.

All the previous confusion and anxiety seemed to find direction at this moment.

Rather than living in constant fear and hiding.

Why not seize this opportunity and join a brand new future that is full of unknowns but also full of possibilities?

Moreover, he is part of that future.

Natasha took a deep breath, her eyes gradually hardening.

She took a step forward, getting closer to Lin Feng, and then did something that surprised Lin Feng as well.

She stretched out her arms and gently wrapped them around Lin Feng's waist, resting her head on his chest.

Like a weary bird that has found its way home.

"I'll join."

Her voice trembled with a hint of relief, and also with a touch of barely perceptible coquettishness.

"However, could you perhaps use a different term for 'housekeeper'?"

Lin Feng felt the warmth and dependence coming from his arms, and a ripple of emotion stirred in his heart.

He smiled and gently hugged her back.

"Okay, you can choose any position. How about the actual manager of Hell's Kitchen?"

Natasha nodded in his arms, a captivating smile curving her lips.

At this moment, all the fatigue, pain, and confusion seemed to vanish.

"Then when are we going?"

She looked up, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

"Now you can."

Lin Feng said with a smile.

“Stark Tower is safe, but it’s not really our place. Come on, I’ll show you your new ‘office’.”

He took Natasha's hand.

The two left Stark Tower quietly without alerting anyone.

Towards that neighborhood, brimming with both crime and new life—

Heading to Hell's Kitchen.

.

Meanwhile, in a hidden, safe house in New York City.

The atmosphere was depressing and solemn.

Nick Fury sat behind the only table, his single eye burning with anger and anxiety.

Coulson, Maria Hill, and several other former S.H.I.E.L.D. agents who had narrowly escaped but remained loyal to him sat around him.

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Everyone's face was etched with exhaustion and confusion.

The television screen was broadcasting breaking news, all of which, without exception, concerned the shocking scandal at S.H.I.E.L.D.

It was infiltrated by Hydra for a long time and was even controlled by it at one point.

Although the official wording was cautious, stating that an investigation was underway.

0.....0

However, his words implied that all former S.H.I.E.L.D. members, especially high-ranking officials, were listed as potential threats and targets of investigation.

The discussions on the streets and the condemnations online have pushed them to the forefront of public opinion.

They became like rats crossing the street, hated by everyone.

"What do we do now, sir?"

Coulson broke the silence first, his tone filled with deep concern.

“We have lost all resources and support, and the authorities are hunting us down with all their might. We don’t even know who we can trust anymore.”

Agent Hill stood with his arms crossed, his face icy.

“We’ve become scapegoats. A large part of Hydra’s crimes are now being blamed on us.”

....superior.

194: Coulson's concerns!

“Those politicians need to be held accountable and their anger quelled.”

Fury slammed his fist on the table with a dull thud.

"This shouldn't have happened!"

He gritted his teeth, his voice hoarse.

“I had a plan! I had a trump card to deal with everything! Carol… Captain Marvel! She was the key to turning the tide! But… but because of Natasha’s damn ‘050’ decision, everything was exposed prematurely, messing everything up! S.H.I.E.L.D. disbanded ahead of schedule, and my trump card died before it even had a chance to be played!”

His single eye was filled with exasperation.

He meticulously planned for many years, maintaining the massive and complex machine of S.H.I.E.L.D., and secretly fighting against Hydra.

At the same time, they are also preparing for possible future alien threats.

Captain Marvel is his most important insurance policy, the ultimate force he believes can suppress all chaos.

However, Lin Feng's appearance and Natasha's actions completely disrupted his rhythm.

This put him in an unprecedentedly passive situation.

"Sir, it's no use saying this now."

Hill calmly reminded him.

"What we need to consider is how to survive and how to fight back."

Fury took a few deep breaths, forcing himself to calm down.

He pondered for a moment, a resolute glint flashing in his single eye.

"Since it was Natasha Romanov who exposed this, and she's clearly involved with that Lin Feng now... let's go find them!"

Looking for Lin Feng?

Coulson, Hill, and the others exclaimed in astonishment almost simultaneously.

"Sir, this is too risky!"

One of the agents couldn't help but say.

"That Lin Feng... his power is unfathomable, and his way of doing things... if we rashly go to him, wouldn't that be courting death?"

Coulson also frowned:

“Yes, sir. We have no leverage to negotiate with him right now, and… he doesn’t seem to like us much. Besides, we’re wanted criminals now, why would he help us?”

"Help us?"

Fury sneered, his eyes blazing with anger and an almost obsessive stubbornness.

“I’m not going to him for help! I’m going to him for justice! He has to take responsibility for the disbandment of S.H.I.E.L.D. and for everything I’ve lost! He ruined my plans, and he has to give me an explanation!”

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines as they looked at the almost crazed light in Fury's eyes...

They understood Fury's anger and resentment, but why did they go to Lin Feng to settle scores?

That sounds incredibly unwise.

But Frey's will was never questioned, especially in this situation where he believed he had suffered a great loss.

"Let's go to Hell's Kitchen."

Fury said decisively, clearly having made a decision.

“My intelligence indicates that that place is now Lin Feng's territory. He took Natasha there. We'll go there to find him on March 3.7th!”

Coulson and Hill exchanged a glance, both seeing helplessness and worry in each other's eyes.

But in the end, they chose to obey.

Now, they have no better options.

Perhaps this is the only place where a glimmer of hope can be found, even though this hope seems more like a one-way ticket to hell.

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195: Hell's Kitchen! Daredevil!

"Get ready, let's go."

Fury stood up and put his black trench coat hood back on, covering most of his face.

Only that one eye, gleaming with a complex light, remained.

The group left the safe house quietly.

Like a ghost disappearing into the night, heading towards that neighborhood where crime and chaos intertwine—

They sneaked into Hell's Kitchen.

They didn't know what awaited them.

But Nick Fury's anger set a dangerous tone for the meeting.