Shh shh shh!
Soft footsteps echoed.
Wade Wilson watched as Zhou Cheng swaggered over to him.
Wade Wilson's eyes narrowed, feeling immense pressure.
Even though he didn't want to admit it, he had to.
He was nothing, a weakling, in front of this young man, who was much younger than him.
They were not even on the same level.
"Who exactly are you?"
"Why do you have such terrifying power!"
Even though he knew Zhou Cheng wouldn't answer, Wade Wilson still instinctively glared at him, posing this soul-searching question.
How could an ordinary person possess such exaggerated strength! Even if Captain America were reborn, it wouldn't be more than this, right?
"How much is Smith paying you? I'll pay you double."
"I have only one request."
Zhou Cheng didn't answer Wade Wilson, but instead looked at him seriously. "Whatever he makes you do to me, you do it to him, but double!"
"I won't do that. It violates my professional ethics."
Wade Wilson immediately shook his head.
"You have a sense of professional ethics?"
Zhou Cheng looked at the guy with a mocking smile, his face openly sneering.
"You're insulting me!"
Wade Wilson was a little angry. "I am a mercenary, to be exact, a mercenary who does anything for money, but I also have principles…"
"Understood."
"But actually, that's not what I meant."
"This matter has absolutely nothing to do with me."
"It's the old lady next door. She wants to give Smith a good beating, and I'm just passing on the message."
"Happy to help!"
Wade Wilson's change of heart was as quick as a face-changing performance.
Zhou Cheng: "..."
What about professional ethics? What about principles?
"Also, give me your contact information."
"You take any job as long as you're paid, right?"
Zhou Cheng thought for a moment and asked Wade Wilson this question again.
As a transmigrator, he naturally knew Wade Wilson's true identity.
Don't let his current appearance fool you; Wade Wilson isn't just some ordinary guy.
At least, he used to be pretty damn impressive.
So, if Tony Stark really does get kidnapped, could I possibly hire this guy to investigate the exact location of that cave?
Of course, it probably wouldn't be easy.
After all, in the two months that Tony Stark was kidnapped, the military, S.H.I.E.L.D., and various other organizations would definitely be searching non-stop.
And they'd all come up empty.
Even if Wade Wilson was amazing, could he really outdo those professional agencies?
But…
That kind of scenario, where a civilian badass comes in and completely wipes the floor with all the professional agencies, has been done countless times in movies.
Maybe Wade actually has some skills?
Anyway, it's just a little money. If they can find him, they find him. If they can't, they can't.
Zhou Cheng wouldn't lose anything, right?
He still didn't mind giving it a try.
"Of course. From scaring and threatening your girlfriend's little hoodlums to helping old ladies cross the street."
"As long as the price is right, I'm at your service."
Wade Wilson asked Zhou Cheng for paper and a pen and wrote down his contact information.
"Remember, don't forget the old lady next door's request!"
"Record the whole thing. The old lady wants to see it!"
After putting away the other party's note, Zhou Cheng reminded him and didn't say anything more.
He slammed the door shut with a bang and swaggered away as if nothing had happened.
Leaving only Wade Wilson, still a mess in place.
Where's the money?
Where's the money!
What about the old lady next door's request?! The old lady next door asked you to help with the request, but didn't ask you to pay?
But Wade Wilson just grumbled a little.
Naturally, he also knew that he wouldn't get the money at all.
He was just dreaming.
But even so, Wade Wilson didn't plan to let Smith off the hook.
Of course, this had nothing to do with the threat from Zhou Cheng, it was purely…
That guy had screwed himself over so badly, Wade Wilson couldn't just let it go!
What Wade Wilson was thinking, Zhou Cheng naturally couldn't know.
After going downstairs, he hailed a taxi and went straight to a nearby real estate agency.
Leaning back against the seat, looking at the street scene flashing by outside the window, Zhou Cheng felt that today's experiences were simply bizarre.
He had a whole belly full of complaints he couldn't help but vent.
Zhou Cheng subconsciously moved his thoughts.
He called up his diary again and recorded his feelings.
Bronx.
Inside an unremarkable residential building.
Black Widow was curled up on the sofa in a very lazy pose.
She munched on popcorn with a giggle while enjoying a soap opera on TV.
On the coffee table in front of her was a bottle of Coke, freshly taken from the fridge.
The popcorn and Coke combination wasn't just a Chinese thing.
It was actually very popular in America too.
In fact, America was the world's largest consumer of popcorn, even having a "Popcorn Day" every year.
Not just in the movie theater.
This snack, specifically created for relaxation and entertainment, had long since entered countless homes.
It had become a part of everyone's daily life.
Even a top-tier agent like Black Widow wasn't immune.
After completing a tense and exciting mission, relaxing like a salted fish was actually quite nice.
Giggle giggle!
She stuffed a few more handfuls of popcorn into her mouth, chewing heartily and without regard for her image.
Crunch!
Incredibly satisfying!
Of course, it'd be even better with a cold Coke.
Black Widow casually grabbed the ice-cold Coke from the coffee table.
But just as she brought it to her lips, before she could even take a sip, she froze.
What was this? A notebook?
Black Widow stared at the black notebook on the coffee table, falling into deep thought.
Where did this notebook come from? She remembered very clearly that it wasn't there before! At least, it wasn't there before she prepared the Coke and popcorn and turned on the TV to enjoy the soap opera! Could it be…
She was mistaken? That was a joke!
As a top-tier agent, would she be so muddle-headed as to get something like this wrong?
That meant all her years as a spy were for nothing.
After some thought, Black Widow could only come to one conclusion.
Someone had snuck into her secret residence fifteen minutes ago, while she was in the bathroom! And they had left the notebook here.
Who could it be?
Black Widow frowned slightly. She didn't seem to have ever revealed this place to anyone! Not even her trusted partner, Barton, or her superiors, Coulson and Nick Fury.
So, who exactly was it?
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