Seeing Off the Female Reporter, Only to Welcome a Female Agent

After stuffing himself with food and drink, Lin Feng left the villa feeling completely satisfied.

He flew lazily through the air, heading home.

Only then did he remember that there was still a fair-skinned, beautiful little reporter at home.

He wondered whether she had eaten.

Still, there were so many ingredients in the fridge, and she knew how to cook. She probably would not starve.

As he flew, Lin Feng habitually activated his super hearing.

Full and satisfied, it was time to enjoy some gossip.

New York was as nuclear-peaceful as ever today!

Those gang members in Hell's Kitchen were still going rat-a-tat-tat nonstop.

Did they throw parties every day? Lin Feng could not even be bothered to complain anymore.

Well, well. That domestic violence scene from last time was happening again, still with the woman beating the man.

That fat woman had even brought out weapons today!

The clanging sounds of pots, bowls, and ladles smashing into someone made Lin Feng's scalp tingle just listening to them.

While enjoying the spectacle, Lin Feng slowly made his way home.

The moment he opened the door, a figure rushed toward him! It startled Lin Feng.

The little reporter Susan rushed over and blocked the doorway, looking at Lin Feng with hopeful eyes.

"How did it go, Lin?"

"Uh..." Lin Feng said helplessly, "Can you let me in first?"

Susan stepped aside and let Lin Feng enter the villa.

Lin Feng sat on the couch. Ignoring any concern over propriety, Susan sat beside him and stared at him, her eyes full of anticipation and anxiety.

"Ahem, ah. I seem to be a little thirsty!" Lin Feng deliberately avoided Susan's expectant gaze with a smug look.

Tap tap tap! Susan hurried into the kitchen, poured a glass of water, and handed it to Lin Feng with both hands. "Water, Lin!"

"Mmm." Lin Feng accepted the water with satisfaction and took a sip. His eyes rolled as he put on an act and sighed. "Ah, I've been running around all day. My shoulders are a little sore!"

As he spoke, he pretended to pound his own shoulders, making the hint as obvious as possible!

The next second, a pair of little hands climbed onto his shoulders and vigorously kneaded them. To Lin Feng, that strength felt no different from ants crawling over him...

After kneading for ages without hearing Lin Feng say anything, Susan became anxious again.

She simply stopped kneading, grabbed Lin Feng by the shoulders, and shook him back and forth with all her strength.

"Lin! Hurry up and tell me! How did it go?"

"Alright, alright! Stop shaking me!" Seeing that the little reporter was about to cry from anxiety, Lin Feng finally laughed. He patted the little hands on his shoulders, turned around, and gave her a reassuring look.

"Don't worry. It's settled."

"Tony Stark will send someone to deal with it tonight."

"You can go home tomorrow morning!"

"Really?!" Having received the answer she wanted most, the little reporter Susan burst into tears of joy and threw her arms around Lin Feng in a huge hug.

As she cried, she shouted, "Thank you, Lin!"

Now it was Lin Feng's turn to feel awkward... After only a day, he was once again experiencing the little reporter's enthusiasm.

This time, she hugged him tightly. Her sweet fragrance made his nose itch, and Lin Feng could only marvel at how enthusiastic she was.

After a while, as if she had cried enough, Susan's sobs gradually softened. Lin Feng took the chance to pat her back and gently pull her away.

Good grief, she was crying so hard that even her snot had come out.

Oh god.

Lin Feng quickly grabbed two tissues from the box and handed them to her.

Really, Susan could not be blamed for reacting so intensely. The feeling of having her life under constant threat was simply awful.

Susan had been tense for days, like a string that could snap at any moment.

Now that she was finally safe, she could not help venting it all. Her life could finally return to normal, and it was all thanks to the big boy in front of her.

Susan looked at Lin Feng seriously and said word by word, "Thank you so much, Lin! You will always be my friend!"

"Alright, alright. Go wash up and sleep! You can go home tomorrow! And remember, don't go running off to Hell's Kitchen again!"

Unable to handle Susan's sentimental words, Lin Feng scratched his head and said awkwardly, "Next time, there might not be anyone there to save you!"

"I understand, Lin!" Susan nodded. She was going back to her room to message her parents. The dangers of the past few days had kept her from daring to contact them.

If she did not get in touch soon, her parents would probably report her missing...

Susan ran all the way back to her room and opened the door, hiding behind it with only her little head peeking out, exactly like last night.

"Thank you so much, Lin!" Unlike last night, Susan's face was filled with smiles and sincerity today.

"Got it! Go to sleep already! I'm going to sleep too!" Feeling Susan's happiness and sincerity, Lin Feng smiled back, waved at her, and returned to his room.

He flopped onto the bed and let out a strange "Hehehe" laugh.

Being thanked felt so different, such premium spiritual nourishment.

Especially gratitude from a beautiful woman. It made Lin Feng happier than he had ever felt before.

Lin Feng did not know whether Clark in the movies ever felt that way too...

Early the next morning, while the sky was just beginning to brighten, the little reporter Susan left.

She needed to hurry home to reassure her parents and see her younger sister, whom she had not seen in days.

That little girl was very attached to her. After not seeing her for days, Susan would probably have to coax her for quite a while...

Lin Feng slept in and did not get up until noon.

Lately, he seemed to have been busy dealing with other people's affairs. Lin Feng decided to stay home today and go nowhere.

He would play games all day!

Checking the time, he saw that it was already noon, and he could not be bothered to cook.

Lin Feng took out his phone and ordered delivery.

He had to complain: places without Meituan really were inconvenient. Ordering food meant calling the restaurant.

He casually picked a pizza place, put down his phone, and started gaming.

His super reaction speed made his gameplay comparable to that of a professional player. No teammate would ever call him trash again! Lin Feng played with great excitement.

When a match ended, the doorbell rang.

"Ding-dong!"

"Hello! Pizza delivery!"

"Coming!" Lin Feng answered, tossed aside the controller, and ran to open the door.

He was still wondering about it. Were overseas deliveries not supposed to be slow according to those short videos he used to watch? Why had his order arrived so quickly?

Looks like he could not believe everything in those videos!

Thinking that, Lin Feng opened the front door.

However, the instant he saw the delivery person, Lin Feng's expression became strange.

"Sir! That'll be twelve dollars." A pleasant female voice rang out.

"Mm... alright..." Lin Feng took out twelve dollars with a faint smile and accepted the pizza.

Seeing that the delivery person had no intention of leaving, Lin Feng decided to play along.

"Is there anything else?" Lin Feng asked, pretending to be confused.

"Oh, sir, I'm terribly sorry. May I borrow your bathroom?"

"You know, this place is so far from downtown..." the delivery person explained awkwardly.

"No problem. Go ahead." Lin Feng nodded in agreement.

After pointing out where the bathroom was, Lin Feng sat on the couch. He did not touch the pizza, merely using his x-ray vision to look toward the bathroom.

He did not believe she truly needed to use the toilet.

The mighty S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, Black Widow Natasha, delivering pizza to him?

Did she take him for an idiot?

That was right. Lin Feng had recognized her the instant he opened the door.

This delivery person... was actually the famous Black Widow!

It seemed Black Egg had not given up on him yet. Lin Feng crossed one leg over the other and rested his chin on his hand as he thought.

Tony had already rejected Black Egg very clearly.

So why was he sending Natasha to make contact with him?

Before Lin Feng could think further, a startled cry suddenly came from the bathroom.

"Oh! Sir, my car keys fell into the toilet! Can you help me?"

Lin Feng sneered. He had been watching Natasha the entire time with his x-ray vision.

He had personally watched her remove a ceiling panel and install a black box the size of a matchbox.

Then she threw a key into the toilet.

She really committed to the act. Just as expected of an agent—thorough. Lin Feng liked that.

Black Widow Natasha had no idea that every one of her movements had been seen clearly.

Her face was expressionless, but she spoke in a coy tone.

Trying to test a young man with this? Lin Feng sneered again. Since she wanted to act, he would put on a show with her!

"I'm coming, cutie!" Lin Feng instantly put on a lecherous expression and rushed toward the bathroom.

Opening the bathroom door, he found Natasha wearing a helpless expression.

Combined with her delivery uniform, she looked especially pitiful.

Lin Feng put on a heartbroken expression, rushed forward, and gave her a bear hug.

He even comforted her, saying, "Oh! Cutie, don't worry! They're only car keys!"

"If they're gone, they're gone. I'll buy you a four-wheeler!" As he spoke, Lin Feng quickly pressed the toilet flush.

His toilet was high-end. Flushing down a single key was effortless.

Natasha, who had been fully committed to her act, was stunned when he threw himself into her arms. A masculine scent hit her head-on.

Before she could react, Lin Feng had flushed away her car keys.

Natasha was completely dumbfounded. What the hell? Why was he not following the script?

The bear hug had left Natasha so flustered that she even forgot her lines.

After failing to push the guy away twice, Natasha could only take out her weapon from behind her hair...

A small, high-powered stun gun.

"Little brother, take a nap!"

"What the hell is that?" Lin Feng reacted with lightning speed and snatched it away.

Natasha's pupils shrank. He was fast.

Crackle, crackle... Lin Feng pressed the black box, and a burst of electric current sounded.

"How can you have something so dangerous?" Lin Feng shouted dramatically.

"You're a girl. How can you carry something this dangerous? Hand it over. I'll keep it safe!"

"Let me see if you have anything else..." As he spoke, Lin Feng grabbed her by the ankles, turned her upside down, and shook her vigorously.

"Enough!" Natasha's physical condition kept her from becoming dizzy easily under this level of force, but it was enough to make her furious. She immediately pulled out the truth.

As an agent, she had already realized that she was being played. The target before her most likely knew who she was.

Sure enough, when Natasha pulled out her handgun, Lin Feng stopped what he was doing.

He released Natasha, took two steps back, and looked at her with eyes full of mockery.

"Did Nick Fury not tell you... that guns are useless against me!"

"Miss Natasha Romanoff..."

Natasha's expression became grave. "You really do know me!"

Lin Feng curled his lips. I know far more than that... I even know how you'll die a few years from now.

"Put away that fire poker. To me, it can't even scratch an itch!" With that, Lin Feng turned and walked back into the living room, casually tossing the pizza into the trash.

There was no need to ask. It was definitely Natasha's special pizza with something added to it. Though drugs like anesthetics would have almost no effect on Lin Feng.

Still, Lin Feng had no desire to eat something so obviously suspicious.

But he had to admit, Black Widow really did have an incredible figure. Lin Feng secretly sighed.

Natasha put away her gun and sat across from Lin Feng without saying a word, staring intently at the relaxed-looking Lin Feng.

"Go on. You sent so many people and made such a big show of it. What do you want from me?" Lin Feng curled his lips. His x-ray vision had long since seen that the villa across from his was packed with heavily armed agents.

If Natasha had not been the one who came, he would have already blasted them with heat vision.

"I don't understand what you're talking about!"

Seeing Natasha deny it, Lin Feng pointed toward the villa across the street and sneered. "Sixty-five agents, armed to the teeth."

"There's even thermal detection equipment. Do you understand what I'm talking about now?"

"How do you know?!" Natasha's face darkened again. Her first thought was that S.H.I.E.L.D. had a traitor.

Lin Feng did not explain. He merely looked Black Widow up and down and said with a hint of flirtation, "Black lace trim. Big sister has good taste."

Natasha's pupils shrank, and she instinctively covered her body with her hands. "You have x-ray vision?!"

But the next second, Natasha realized what she was doing, lowered her hands, and casually brushed back her hair. "Then, little brother, do you like black lace?"

Who was Natasha? She was the famous Black Widow. During her career as an agent, there had been no shortage of times when she needed to use her looks to complete a mission.

Seeing Natasha start acting up again, Lin Feng became somewhat impatient.

He liked pretty women, but he also disliked such obviously calculated behavior. "Agent Natasha, what exactly did your director send you here to do?"

"To investigate my personal preferences?" Lin Feng continued. "I don't have that much time to play house with you. If you have something to say, say it quickly. Don't assume I have good patience."

"Alright, Nick Fury did send me." Since she had been exposed, Natasha simply admitted it openly.

The mission target was too powerful and possessed some unbelievable abilities.

Some of her tactics might look like nothing more than petty tricks to him. It would be better to speak openly.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. needs capable people to join us! We have many unknown enemies and need to prepare as early as possible!" Natasha tried her best to make her eyes appear sincere.

"I'm not interested. Didn't Tony say that last time?" Lin Feng spread his hands. He truly had no interest in that S.H.I.E.L.D. riddled with holes.

"Like Tony, I don't want to join your super boys' organization either..." Lin Feng continued.

"No! You're not like Tony..." Natasha rose to her feet, pulled out a card, and tossed it to Lin Feng. "You're more dangerous than he is. I hope you'll seriously consider this offer."

"My contact information is on it. I hope you make the right choice, little brother!" With that, Natasha arched a brow at Lin Feng, blew him a kiss, and left.

Black Egg had never intended to complete the task in one go. Talented people needed to be invited more than once. This time, Black Egg would show up; the next time they met, they could at least discuss something more substantial.

The card still carried her body heat. After thinking it over, Lin Feng put it away. He really had no intention of joining the Avengers Initiative, at least not for now.

Lin Feng did not like being controlled by others. He liked freedom.

Maybe working as an outside contractor would be a good choice. You pay, I get the job done!

That was something Lin Feng could accept.

That was what Lin Feng thought. If there was another chance, they could talk about it again.

In the original story, Tony had ultimately chosen to join the Avengers. Everyone understood that there was strength in numbers.

Lin Feng was no exception.