Special Employee

"What?"

Matt's eyes widened, completely disbelieving what he was hearing.

"You're saying you put Kingpin in prison?"

"No."

Xia Ling spread his hands. Even the good-natured Matt was getting angry. Was this FBI Director deliberately messing with him?

"Then you..."

"Don't worry, as soon as you're in prison, Kingpin will join you. I want to see what sparks fly between you two lovers who have been in love for many years."

Matt's face instantly turned ashen. Although he had no sight, Xia Ling felt as if the man could see through his disguise and into his true intentions.

Anger and confusion warred within him. He struggled to control his emotions, not letting them erupt.

"FBI Director, what do you mean by this? Kingpin and I have no personal relationship, let alone being in love for many years! Are you deliberately provoking me, or are you carrying out some absurd mission?"

Matt's voice was deep and powerful, each word seeming to be squeezed from between his teeth.

Not just Matt, but the three people beside him also had visibly abnormal expressions.

Coulson twitched the muscles on his face. "Director, Kingpin and this Daredevil are both men. Uh, they probably can't be lovers, right?"

"Coulson, you're a Level 8 Agent, and this thinking of yours is very incorrect, extremely incorrect, and lacks ambition."

Xia Ling sighed. This unmotivated agent, why was he so clueless?

"Coulson, you should know that in the military, a general publicly wore women's clothing and even admitted to being a woman just to get promoted to Five-Star General.

Why don't you have that kind of courage? If you can do it, I can make you a Level 10 Agent. Won't you consider it?"

"No, thank you, Director. I think being a Level 8 Agent is fine. I won't trouble you to promote me."

Coulson quickly refused. What a joke, risking public humiliation for a promotion? He'd rather not be promoted!

Tony's expression was a little unnatural. He wanted to retort, but suddenly remembered some unpleasant things and could only obediently shut his mouth.

Natasha, on the other hand, was unfazed. These people in the Democratic party were all demons and monsters. Any perverted behavior, as long as it was cloaked in human rights and tolerance, seemed sacred and inviolable. What was there to be surprised about?

"So, what exactly are you trying to say?"

Matt winced in pain. He just wanted this group of people to leave quickly. Although his injuries weren't fatal, he couldn't stand here forever.

This was outside his law firm. If this continued, would he still be able to do business?

Seeing this, Xia Ling finally put away his joking expression and turned to Matt with a more professional and serious attitude. "Matt, please allow me to formally explain. The situation is like this: we currently have a plan that requires some muscle to help.

And you, Daredevil, are the quality muscle we need. Please join us."

Upon hearing this, Matt's brows furrowed, clearly extremely uncomfortable with the term "muscle."

"FBI Director, I respect your work, but I'm not... Fine, let's say I'm Daredevil. Even so, I'm a vigilante fighting for justice, not the 'muscle' you speak of.

If you need assistance, I can provide intelligence or strategic support, but please do not equate me with those hired thugs."

"Alright, you finally admit you're Daredevil. Coulson, did you record that?"

Coulson immediately responded and took out a voice recorder, shaking it.

"Director, not only that, I also recorded a video, which can definitely serve as evidence in court."

"What!"

Matt was shocked. He hadn't expected to be caught despite all his precautions.

Seeing this, Xia Ling's lips curved slightly. He was very satisfied with Coulson's "assist." This kid was finally a bit sharper.

"Alright, Matt, you now have only two options: one is to join us as a Special Employee, and the other is to refuse us and go to prison to pick up soap with Kingpin."

Matt's expression became extremely complex, a mixture of anger, shock, and helplessness.

What was wrong with him these past few days? He had just been seriously injured by a monster not long ago, and now he had encountered such a group of scoundrels and hooligans.

Could the world get any better? Could he still be a street hero happily?

"FBI Director, are you threatening me?"

Matt's voice carried a hint of suppressed rage.

"This isn't a threat, it's a fact, Counselor Matt. Look at the crimes you've committed. Would it be justifiable if you weren't locked up for a thousand or eight hundred years?"

Xia Ling smiled and walked forward, sizing up the brave warrior with a disability.

"Matt, as a lawyer, I think you know better than I do how many laws you've broken. If you don't accept my invitation to become a tainted... well, a Special Employee, then a prison cell will be your final destination.

You'd better think clearly, Matt. I'm not discussing this with you."

Matt was silent for a moment. He felt everyone's gaze focused on him, as if the whole world was waiting for his decision.

"Let me think about it."

Matt finally said.

"That won't do. You don't have time to think. Natasha, spar with this disabled person and let him see your strength."

Natasha shot Xia Ling a look and quickly stepped forward, but didn't attack directly.

By her practiced killing techniques, it was clear Matt's injuries were severe; a moment's carelessness could have been fatal.

Director Xia clearly intended to recruit him, so he couldn't be killed easily.

"Daredevil, you should join the Director. As far as I know, no one who opposed him ended well. I'm sure you don't want to know their fate."

"I understand your position, but I have my principles. If joining you means abandoning certain principles as Daredevil, then I'd rather face the unknown consequences."

Matt ultimately relented, or rather, he had no choice but to.

Unless he wanted to give up his career fighting crime, ignore Kingpin's criminal activities, and turn a blind eye to the man-eating monsters from before, he could naturally refuse Xia Ling's invitation.

"Alright, S.H.I.E.L.D. has gained another capable enforcer. Worth celebrating! Let's go, Tony's picking up the tab for everything tonight."

"What?"

Two shocked voices rang out, and both Tony and Matt looked at Xia Ling in disbelief.

"Wasn't I supposed to join the FBI? How did I end up in S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

"Why should I have to pay?"

Xia Ling extended a finger and poked forward, and a hole immediately appeared in the thick wall.