Super God: One Punch and You're Dead

"I think this isn't something Mr. Stark gets to decide."

Natasha retorted without the slightest courtesy. This was a war without smoke; whoever could move the man before them would claim the final victory.

Whether through benefits or other conditions.

They would do everything they could.

Use every means at their disposal.

Of course, they could not be utterly unscrupulous.

Both of them understood that someone of Lin Yan's caliber could only be tempted with benefits, never threatened.

Try threatening him.

You'd be in trouble within minutes.

Stark had enough self-awareness to know that. He smiled faintly. "Of course. Mr. Lin Yan must make the decision himself."

"I, Stark, respect Mr. Lin Yan more than anyone. Mr. Lin Yan is my goal. He is a great superhero."

Lin Yan watched the two of them trade barbs with an indifferent expression. Neither was willing to yield.

But the most ridiculous part was—

They were both self-righteous clowns.

They thought the cards in their hands were the most tempting, yet they had never considered whether they were even what Lin Yan wanted.

"Is that so?"

Natasha shot back.

She also refused to believe that, with Natasha's charm, there could be a man she could not win over.

Even this seemingly cold man before her—she was one hundred percent confident she could conquer him.

Didn't the Xia Kingdom have a saying?

Even heroes could not resist the allure of a beautiful woman.

Lin Yan was the hero, and Natasha was the beauty offering herself up. The temptation of a beautiful woman was beyond imagination.

Especially a beauty of Natasha's caliber.

"Very well. Then I sincerely invite Mr. Lin Yan to have dinner with me."

Natasha extended her hand. This move was truly ruthless.

But Natasha's beautiful eyes suddenly revealed shock. Even Stark stared