Chapter 27
The New Owner of the Diary: Black Widow
Chapter 27 The New Owner of the Diary: Black Widow (Please continue reading)
Swish!
Light footsteps sounded.
Under Wade Wilson's watchful gaze.
Zhou Cheng strode confidently to the other person's side.
Wade Wilson's gaze sharpened instantly, sensing immense pressure.
Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to.
Compared to this young man who was much younger than him, he was nothing but trash, a weakling.
The two are not on the same level at all.
"Who exactly are you?"
"How do you possess such terrifying power?!"
Although he knew Zhou Cheng would not answer him.
But Wade Wilson still stared intently at Zhou Cheng, asking him this soul-searching question.
How could an ordinary person possess such exaggerated power!
Even if Captain America were alive today, he wouldn't be any better, right?
"Whatever Smith paid you, I'll give you double."
"I have only one request."
Zhou Cheng didn't answer Wade Wilson, but just stared at him seriously, "Whatever he makes you do to me, you do it twice as much to him!"
"I wouldn't do that; it would violate my professional ethics."
Wade Wilson immediately shook his head.
"Do you even have any professional ethics?"
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Zhou Cheng looked at this guy with a half-smile, his face full of undisguised sarcasm.
"You're insulting me!"
Wade Wilson was getting angry. "I may be a mercenary, or more precisely, a mercenary who'll do anything for money, but I also have principles..."
"learn."
"But actually, that's not what I meant."
"This matter has absolutely nothing to do with me."
"It's my next-door neighbor's old lady. She wanted to teach Smith a lesson, and I was just relaying her message."
"Happy to help!"
Wade Wilson changed his tune like a character from one of the four cardinal directions; he was incredibly decisive.
Zhou Cheng: "..."
What happened to professional ethics? What happened to principles?
"Also, give me your contact information."
"You'll take any job as long as you get paid, right?"
After thinking for a moment, Zhou Cheng made the same request to Wade Wilson again.
As a time traveler, he naturally knew Wade Wilson's true identity.
Don't let his current appearance fool you; Wade Wilson is no ordinary man.
They were at least very powerful before.
So, once Tony Stark is actually kidnapped and taken inside, could I ask him to investigate the exact location of that cave?
Of course, this is probably not an easy task.
After all, during the two months that Tony Stark was kidnapped, the military, S.H.I.E.L.D., and various other agencies must have been searching for him non-stop.
They gained nothing.
No matter how brilliant Wade Wilson is, can he be more brilliant than these professional departments?
But how should I put it?
Scenes of ordinary people easily defeating various professional departments have appeared in countless movies.
Who knows, Wade might actually have some skills?
It's just a little money; if you can find it, great; if not, oh well.
Zhou Cheng didn't suffer any losses either, did he?
He still wouldn't mind giving it a try.
"Of course, this applies to everything from petty thugs who threaten or harass your girlfriend to helping an elderly lady cross the street."
"As long as the price is right, you can do whatever you want."
Wade Wilson asked Zhou Cheng for paper and pen and wrote down his contact information.
"Remember, don't forget what my neighbor's grandma asked you to do!"
"The whole thing will be recorded on video; the old lady wants to see it!"
After putting away the note, Zhou Cheng gave the other person a reminder and then said nothing more.
He slammed the door shut and swaggered away as if nothing had happened.
Only Wade Wilson was left standing there, still bewildered.
What about money?
Where's the money?!
What happened to the request from the old lady next door?
The old lady next door asked you to help her with a commission, but she didn't ask you to pay her?
However, Wade Wilson only muttered a slight complaint to himself.
Of course, they knew that there was no way they could get their hands on the money.
That's just wishful thinking.
Even so, Wade Wilson had no intention of letting Smith off the hook.
Of course, this has nothing to do with any threat from Zhou Cheng; it's purely...
That guy has gotten himself into this mess, Wade Wilson can't just let it go!
Zhou Cheng had no way of knowing what Wade Wilson was thinking.
After he went downstairs, he hailed a taxi and headed straight for a nearby real estate agency.
Leaning back in his chair, watching the street scene rushing past the window, Zhou Cheng felt that today's experience was simply bizarre.
It made him feel like he had a lot to complain about and couldn't help but vent.
Zhou Cheng's mind immediately stirred.
I pulled up my diary again and wrote down my feelings.
……
The Bronx.
Inside a very inconspicuous house.
Black Widow curled up on the sofa in a very languid posture.
They munched on popcorn while watching a soap opera on TV.
On the coffee table in front of him was a bottle of Coke that had just been taken out of the refrigerator.
The combination of popcorn and cola isn't unique to China.
It's actually very popular in America as well.
The United States is even the world's largest consumer of popcorn, and they have an annual "Popcorn Day".
Not just in movie theaters.
These snacks, designed specifically for relaxation and leisure, have long been a staple in countless households.
It has become a part of everyone's daily life.
Even top agents like Black Widow are not immune to this.
After completing a stressful and exciting task, it's good to relax like a salted fish.
It's still quite good.
giggle!
He stuffed a few more handfuls of popcorn into his mouth and chewed them heartily and without a care for his image.
Crunch and crisp!
So awesome!
Of course, it would be even more refreshing to pair it with a sip of ice-cold cola.
Black Widow casually grabbed the iced cola from the coffee table.
But just as he put it to his lips, before he even had a chance to drink it, he froze.
What is this?
A notebook?
Black Widow stared at the black leather notebook on the coffee table in front of her and began to ponder.
Where did this laptop come from?
She remembers it perfectly clearly; it definitely didn't exist before!
At least not before she prepared cola and popcorn, and turned on the TV to enjoy a soap opera!
Is it...
Did I remember it wrong?
That's a joke!
How could a top agent be so confused as to get something like this wrong?
Then all those years of her work as a secret agent were for nothing.
After some thought, Black Widow could only think of one possibility.
That was when she went to the toilet fifteen minutes earlier, someone secretly broke into her secret residence!
And I put the laptop here.
who can that be?
Black Widow frowned slightly; she seemed to have never revealed this place to anyone before!
This includes her trusted partner Barton, as well as her superiors Coulson and Nick Fury.
So, who exactly is it?
(End of this chapter)