This time, Zhou Cheng didn't try to fool Wade Wilson like the old lady next door.
He paid Wade Wilson every cent he was owed.
"Wait for my good news, Zhou!"
Wade Wilson, having received the money, felt his steps lighten. After greeting Zhou Cheng, he left in a hurry.
"Zhou, it's done!"
It must be said that while Wade Wilson seemed unreliable, he was quite dependable when it came to business.
Before dusk, he contacted Zhou Cheng again.
"I've accepted this commission in your name."
"The other party also paid a 20% advance, which I've deposited into a secure, anonymous account."
"I'll transfer this account to you later, but you'll have to reimburse me for the handling fee!"
Twenty percent?
That's two hundred thousand U.S. dollars, isn't it?
This money came too easily.
Zhou Cheng couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
However, this kind of money isn't something just anyone has the ability to get.
No matter who the person behind the bounty on Satan's head was, if someone truly took this two hundred thousand and didn't deliver, the consequences would definitely be severe.
Of course.
That was for ordinary people.
Zhou Cheng, with his powerful cheat, could naturally act more recklessly and arrogantly.
From beginning to end, his plan was to play a double-cross!
Accept the bounty to kill Satan, take their money, and then eliminate them.
He got the money and eliminated his hidden enemy; it was simply perfect.
Killing two birds with one stone.
"I understand."
Zhou Cheng responded calmly, pushing those thoughts aside.
"Oh, right, besides killing Satan, the other party also made another request."
"If you kill Daredevil as well, their offer will double."
Wade Wilson added.
Daredevil?
Zhou Cheng's eyebrows twitched slightly.
To want to kill both himself and Daredevil, the other party's appetite was quite large.
It also further confirmed that the person behind it was indeed from Hell's Kitchen.
However, killing Daredevil was something Zhou Cheng wouldn't even consider.
He certainly wanted to make money, but he still had his own bottom line.
"Let's forget about the Daredevil commission for now."
"We'll talk about it after the Satan commission is completed."
Zhou Cheng immediately told Wade Wilson.
"OK, then that's it for now."
"Keep your phone on; I'll contact you again."
"Don't die! I have high hopes for you."
"Beep beep beep…"
Ending the call with Wade Wilson.
Zhou Cheng, as if nothing had happened, raised his hand and pressed the TV remote.
He adjusted the volume to normal and enthusiastically continued to enjoy the U.S. drama.
As if nothing had ever happened.
And for Zhou Cheng, it was indeed so.
He only needed to go to Hell's Kitchen a few days later and eliminate the person who put a bounty on his head.
It was really nothing.
For the rest of the time, Zhou Cheng would do as he pleased, just waiting for Shi Da Ke's good news.
…
The next day.
Marbury Luxury Villa, Underground Room.
Tony Stark stood in the middle of the spacious hall.
Like an orchestra conductor, he continuously raised and waved his hands.
Around Tony Stark, many digital projections floated.
Various data, model diagrams, structural diagrams, and other things flickered on them.
It was enough to make any layman dizzy.
Tony Stark, however, was tireless.
Those data, those curves, those formulas, were the most beautiful notes in his eyes.
Tony Stark casually tapped and clicked on the digital projections, performing the corresponding operations.
Soon.
"Model rendering successful!"
A prompt sounded in his ear.
"Sir, you succeeded. You have successfully miniaturized the Arc Reactor."
"You have accomplished what Mr. Howard could not."
The thoughtful AI Jarvis immediately sent congratulations.
"Yes, I did."
Tony Stark was in high spirits, staring at the projection in front of him, his eyes full of light.
The most crucial energy source was settled; the subsequent Iron Man Armor design was simply insignificant in Tony Stark's eyes.
The technical content of that thing was completely incomparable to the Arc Reactor; he, Tony, could just tinker with it and get it done.
He believed it wouldn't be long before the Iron Man Armor would be unveiled.
Thinking about the kidnapping he was about to face, thinking about the Winter Soldier, Tony Stark finally felt a bit more confident.
"Why are you still here?"
"Your plane should have taken off an hour ago!"
Just as he was admiring his masterpiece, Pepper Potts's hurried figure appeared.
She stared straight at Tony Stark and questioned him.
"Since it's my plane, then it should wait for me to arrive before taking off, shouldn't it?"
Tony Stark responded as a matter of course, turning around smoothly.
He subconsciously looked Pepper Potts up and down, and his thoughts began to drift.
As expected of the woman he admired, her looks, figure, and abilities were all top-notch.
Tony grew more and more satisfied the more he looked.
He just wondered when Pepper would finally break that unspoken barrier with her boss?
No matter when, Tony said he was very much looking forward to that moment!
He even started to fantasize about such a scenario in his mind.
???
What kind of expression was on Tony's face?
Pepper Potts, facing Tony Stark, immediately sensed it.
Her boss's gaze, why did it seem so strange?
But now was not the time to investigate these things; there was still a lot waiting for Pepper Potts to handle.
Pepper Potts continued to efficiently discuss work with Tony Stark.
And in passing, she teased and was teased by her boss.
She expertly handled Tony Stark, this difficult boss.
Tony Stark temporarily stopped his work and set off with his luxury bodyguard team.
He met up with Colonel Rhodes, who had waited at the airport for a full three hours.
"What's wrong with you?"
Colonel Rhodes's face was completely dark. "You made me wait like an idiot for three hours."
"I couldn't get away from the Vanity Fair interview."
Tony Stark's lies came out effortlessly.
"Also, why did you bring so many bodyguards?"
Rhodes took off his sunglasses again and glanced at the bodyguard team following Tony Stark.
"Please, what's my status? What if someone wants to kidnap me?"
Tony Stark said half-seriously, half-jokingly.
"When did you ever care about these things?"
Rhodes first gave Tony Stark a strange look, then waved his hand, "Let them stay, today will be your safest day."
The trip to Afghanistan, so many Military big shots were there, and a unit of soldiers were accompanying them for protection.
With such a display, it would be a ghost if anything went wrong.
Thank you to book friend 08a for another reward!