Plunder the Heavens from Warhammer

Chapter 48: I will bear the infamy in Hell's Kitchen

Time passed by minute by minute as Black Widow was in fear.

She was really afraid that the kind-looking and handsome boy would strip her naked and then become like the captured investigators in the movies.

Jingle bell bell~
Suddenly, the phone rang again.

Alvin put down his glass and picked up the phone: "How is it, have you thought it through?"

Unlike last time, the person on the other end of the phone had a deep and rich voice: "Mr. Valhuis, I am Nick Fury, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., and I sincerely apologize for sending an agent and violating your privacy. I am willing to give you 100 million U.S. dollars as compensation."

Oh no, the big fish was finally caught. All his hard work was worth it.

"There's no need to apologize." Alvin snapped his fingers, and the Black Widow, who was tied to the ceiling, fell to the ground with a plop: "I'll let your people go, and we're even."

"Wait, Mr. Valhuis!"

As if he had sensed the other party's intention, Fury hurriedly said, "We want to talk to you, Mr. Valxius."

"If I don't agree, will you threaten me again?" Alvin asked back.

"No, no, no, Mr. Valxius, you may have misunderstood." Fury said shamelessly, as if nothing had happened. "Everything just now was a misunderstanding. We don't mean any harm to you. If you don't mind, you can set a time for us to meet and talk in detail. Perhaps we can clear up your misunderstanding."

"Not interested, bye."

Alvin hung up the phone bluntly.

Although the big fish has taken the bait, it is not the right time yet, so continue to whet their appetite until the right time.

While thinking, he looked up at the Black Widow who had broken free from the ropes: "Ms. Natasha, your boss paid 100 million US dollars. I kept my promise. Now you can go."

The Black Widow struggled to break free from the rope, but marks of being strangled were still inevitably left on her skin.

Especially the inner sides of her thighs and chest, which still felt a burning pain, constantly reminding her of the shameful scene that had just happened.

The female agent was both ashamed and angry, her beautiful eyes seemed to be spewing fire, and she stared at Alvin intently.

"Why, Miss Natasha is addicted and plans to stay and play for a while?" Alvin looked at the Black Widow jokingly, his eyes wandering over her body wantonly: "If that's the case, I don't mind helping you. I'm quite knowledgeable in S."

"Shameless! Bastard!"

Black Widow gritted her teeth, wishing she could kill this bastard.

But she knew very well that she would not be a match for this guy even if she rushed forward, so she calmed down again: "I hope you can consider our suggestion carefully, Mr. Valxius."

"Okay, one hundred million dollars, I'll consider it."

Alvin put on an appearance of being desperate for money and grinned, "Your Land Bureau, can't be unable to come up with this little money, right?"

Faced with Alvin's stubbornness, Black Widow snorted coldly, turned around and left the room with her hips raised.

However, the way she walked there, with a limp and trying her best to avoid friction on the inner thighs, was somewhat funny anyway.

This was considered SHIELD's initial test, and the situation was in line with Alvin's predictions.

From the very beginning, he had no intention of keeping the secret. At least, there was basically no need to hide the extraordinary ability of "psychic power" from S.H.I.E.L.D.

There are so many people with super powers in the Marvel Universe, and he's not the only one, so there's no need to keep it secret.

Instead, it would be better to use "psychic power" as "bait" to lure SHIELD into the trap, which would be in line with Alvin's plan.

Alvin sat alone in the room, taking a sip of wine and sorting out his current thoughts and progress.

"First of all, Norman's plan is a long-term one, so we can't expect any rewards for the time being."

"Secondly, Tony Stark's armor should have been developed to the second generation. I don't know how Obadiah is doing. I hope he can make smoother progress." "Finally, there is SHIELD. It seems unlikely that we can get a return in a short period of time."

Alvin pinched his brows and suddenly felt a little melancholy. Among the currently known important supporting characters, there didn't seem to be any good opportunities for him to obtain source power.

Although he could just kill Black Widow directly, I believe that a future member of the Avengers should provide a lot of source power.

But, he was not sure about two points.

First, can he kill Black Widow under the protection of the world's will?

Secondly, if Black Widow is killed, he will undoubtedly be listed as a "villain", which will be a considerable obstacle to future development.

After thinking about it, Alvin felt that it was not cost-effective, so he decisively gave up the idea.

“Hell’s Kitchen.”

Suddenly, Alvin thought of a perfect place: "If there is really no other way, I can only say sorry to you, Mr. Kingpin."

If he remembered correctly, Hell's Kitchen was a great place.

Aren't Kingpin, Bullseye, the Hand and the Society all definitely "sources of power"?

Well, he can only suffer in Hell's Kitchen and bear the blame alone!

"Well, it's about time to go down and check on Tony."

Seeing that he had almost finished his procrastination, Alvin decided to get up and leave.

He would never say that he deliberately lingered in the room for so long because he was afraid of going down too early and being laughed at by Tony for being "too fast".

At this moment, at S.H.I.E.L.D., in the top floor office.

Coulson, who was standing next to him, waited until the director hung up the phone, then leaned over with a curious look on his face and asked, "He refused?"

"Yeah, but it doesn't matter."

Fury didn't seem to care. He smiled with a mysterious and in-control expression: "It's normal to be rejected for the first time."

In fact, there is something that Coulson has been holding in his heart for a long time.

Seeing his subordinate's expression, Fury naturally guessed what he had said, so he smiled and said, "If you have anything to say, just tell me directly. Are you afraid that I will scold you?"

"That's not the case, Chief."

Coulson hesitated, but finally chose to speak: "I don't quite understand why you let him join that plan?"

"Because he's suitable, it's that simple." Fury subconsciously tried to pick up the cup, but found nothing. Then he remembered that the cup had been smashed, so he took it back awkwardly, coughed twice, and then said, "I understand your concerns. You are worried about his position and background, right?"

"As you say, I just can't understand it."

Coulson said seriously, "We investigated Alvin Valxius and found that this person seemed to appear out of thin air without any trace of his existence. Isn't this suspicious?"

"This matter is settled."

However, Nick Fury, who has always been very cautious, showed his arbitrary tyranny at this time: "You will take over Agent Romanoff's place and try to approach Alvin Varhuis in a friendly manner. When the time is right, I will come forward to talk to him in detail."

Coulson is a level eight agent. No matter how many questions he has, he has no choice but to obey the director's orders.

After Coulson left, Nick Fury sat in a chair and pondered for a long time. He took out a golden medal from the drawer, stared at it for a moment, and said to himself: "The answer will be revealed soon, Alvin Varhuis!"

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