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Time passed, and for Chen Fan, the only change was his place of residence. Moreover, he felt freer than before, which was a good thing!
With the title of a world-threatening individual hanging over him, no one would feel at ease letting Chen Fan attend school. Naturally, he no longer needed to play with Brat. In comparison, the incident where Spider-Man wrecked his own company seemed less significant.
After all, there was an insurance company to take the blame in the end!
Early in the morning, after breakfast, Chen Fan called out to Silphy and prepared to assess the damage caused by Spider-Man yesterday. As the first heir of the company, he believed it was necessary to comfort the employees after such an incident.
Coulson, who served as both a tutor and part-time bodyguard, stood helplessly in front of Chen Fan.
"Dear sir, if I heard correctly, you are planning to go to Katy Apparel Limited?" Coulson wore a long face. Although he couldn't directly restrict Chen Fan's freedom, it wasn't as simple as letting him go wherever he pleased.
"Mr. Coulson, as the owner of the company, I think it’s important to be on-site to reassure my employees when an incident occurs. Don’t you agree?" Chen Fan tilted his head back. To be honest, he missed his previous height; it would have spared him from having to look up at these 'giants' who were either around six feet tall or over two meters.
"Alright, you’re right. However, I hope you can wait a moment while I report this situation up the chain. After all, your abilities are quite unique!" Seeing the serious expression on the youthful face before him, Coulson couldn’t remain indifferent; after all, this was just a ten-year-old child!
A moment later, after receiving a response, Coulson sighed: "I’ll take you there, but you must promise to control your powers. If you can’t guarantee that, I suggest it’s best for you to stay here."
Coulson didn’t make his words too harsh nor overly complicated. He had no illusions about whether a ten-year-old could understand him. Although this young man exhibited an unusual level of maturity compared to his peers, he still often acted quite childishly.
"No problem! I’ll control my powers well; you should know that," Chen Fan shrugged. He didn’t think that losing a single hair was something done just for fun; besides, yesterday's examination wasn’t just a health check.
Coulson raised an eyebrow; this child seemed overly mature!
Just like Chen Fan's case, after examination, there was no sign of uncontrolled energy or explosive tendencies within his body. This meant he had absolute control over his own power.
If it weren’t for that, how could Chen Fan enjoy such freedom? Leaving S.H.I.E.L.D. for the outside world was one thing; even stepping out of his room wouldn’t have been permitted.
"Silphy, let’s go! Maybe we can see Mom at the scene!" Chen Fan smiled lightly.
"Alright, young master!" Silphy flashed a sweet smile, and Chen Fan felt a rush of affection; my maid is just so adorably naive!
With a helpless expression, Coulson followed behind the two, ultimately adding another part-time job to his list: driver.
As he settled into the futuristic car, Chen Fan felt a surge of excitement. What he missed most about this world wasn't the superheroes or their grim reapers, but rather the grand sci-fi inventions, like the vehicle he was currently in.
Looking around the car, every detail exuded cutting-edge technology. Chen Fan rubbed his hands together, contemplating whether he should ask Tony Stark for some high-tech gear. As a future colleague, he thought it would be necessary to greet him in advance.
Glancing at Coulson, who was driving, Chen Fan shook his head. That idea would have to wait; at least until Tony Stark created his Iron Armor.
He believed that time wouldn't be too far off.
The car sped away from the S.H.I.E.L.D. base and drove toward the site of yesterday's incident, which was also Chen Fan's destination: a subsidiary of his own company.
Surrounding them were long stretches of caution tape, forcing pedestrians to take detours. After all, the entire street was in a semi-destroyed state, littered with shattered remnants. The ground was strewn with glass and debris, silently narrating how intense yesterday's battle had been.
"Sir, I can only apologize; it seems your plans will need to change," Coulson said, holding back his breath. As an agent dedicated to protecting the world, he found it difficult to know what expression to wear in such a situation.
These superheroes bursting with justice were simultaneously creating chaos while fighting evil. Based on the extent of destruction on this street alone, Spider-Man's actions could warrant a life sentence under the law.
"Alright then..." Chen Fan shrugged helplessly. The entire street was cleared of people; where could he go to comfort his employees? Right now, all he cared about was the distribution of compensation.
"Oh, this car is so cool! It looks like it jumped right out of a movie!"
A strange exclamation broke through the air. The voice belonged to a big boy with dark golden hair and light blue eyes, carrying an intricately designed backpack. He was currently eyeing Chen Fan's car with great interest.
"Hello! My name is Peter Parker! Is this car custom-built? As far as I know, there aren't any similar models on the market!" Peter Parker exclaimed in awe. If the owner allowed it, he would love to explore every inch of the vehicle inside and out.
"Excuse me, what was your name again? I'm sorry, I was a bit lost in thought and didn't catch that!" Chen Fan rubbed his forehead, secretly wondering if fate was playing a cruel joke on him. Was this really happening?
"Buddy, my name is Peter Parker. And you?" Facing his creditor, Peter Parker remained completely oblivious to the tension in the air, unaware that his casual address had already irritated someone.
"Damn it, this is too coincidental!"
Chen Fan couldn't help but marvel at the twists of fate. Just moments ago, he had been contemplating how to make Spider-Man repay his debts, and now here he was, standing right in front of him, casually calling him "buddy."
"Heh heh—." Chen Fan let out a cold laugh as his dark pupils shifted to a golden hue. Upon hearing her master's chilling laughter, Maid Sister Silphy quietly pulled out a specially designed stun gun from S.H.I.E.L.D., known for its powerful capabilities, capable of unleashing up to fifty thousand volts in an instant.
"Mr. Peter, would you be interested in checking out what's inside the car? It's way cooler than it looks from the outside!" Chen Fan put on a shy expression and invited Peter Parker to get into the vehicle, while his true intentions remained hidden behind that smile.
Coulson did not object and turned around with curiosity to see who had piqued his master's interest. In that moment, he caught sight of a pair of golden eyes—an unforgettable gaze.
Something big is about to happen! Coulson's pupils dilated; every time this gentleman used his powers, his eyes turned golden.
"Coulson, hold your tongue; I'll give you a surprise later!" Chen Fan shot a glance at Coulson, who was about to speak. To avoid alarming Peter Parker—the debtor—he sternly reminded the agent.
Unbeknownst to Peter Parker, he was stepping into one of the most dangerous situations of his life. After all, facing an adorable ten-year-old child would naturally lower anyone's guard. As the saying goes: "The bolder the artist, the greater their courage!"
"Sir, can I really take a look at this car?" Peter Parker asked as he glanced at Coulson in the driver's seat. In his mind, this older man must be the owner of the vehicle.
"No need to ask him; if I agree, that's all that matters. He's just my family's driver!" Chen Fan exuded an air of privilege that left Peter Parker momentarily stunned.
Coulson's mouth twitched. Am I really just a driver?
"Mr. Peter, hop in! I'll take you for a ride!" To prevent this debtor from escaping, Chen Fan made an effort to shift his body slightly, creating enough space for even someone larger to sit comfortably.
"Then I must thank this gentleman. To be honest, this car is just too cool! Driving it on the street is even more attractive than a beautiful woman!"
Peter Parker patted the trunk of the car, opened the door, and sat down. The soft seats provided a comfortable sensation, and beside him was an incredibly beautiful blonde woman. The faint fragrance mixed with the unique scent of the car made him, a poor guy, feel a surge of envy and jealousy.
"Coulson, close the roof!" Chen Fan said with a calm smile, like a cunning fox, causing Coulson to shiver involuntarily as he promptly closed the roof.
"Man, I think a convertible is way cooler!" Peter Parker said with slight dissatisfaction. He believed that cruising should be done with the top down; otherwise, who would see the person sitting in the car?
"Heh heh, I, Peter Parker, or should I call you Spider-Man?" Chen Fan smirked coldly.
Peter Parker's pupils constricted, and his mouth twitched. The first thought that crossed his mind was that his identity had been exposed!
"Mr. Spider-Man, don't worry. I'm not here to ask for your autograph; I just think we need to discuss compensation for the damage caused during your battle yesterday! After all, you smashed up my company!" Chen Fan said coldly. At that moment, he believed even Silphy could make this guy shut up.
As Peter was dizzy from a series of unexpected events, he suddenly saw a golden lightning bolt held in the hands of that cute kid. Then his whole body went numb, and he lost his sense of feeling.
Coulson looked on in disbelief. What was this?
"Is he really Spider-Man?"
The S.H.I.E.L.D. had spent half a month trying to catch a glimpse of him, and this gentleman just happened to come out to inspect the damage to his own company and ended up capturing him?
So simple, so unbelievable, so... damn!
Coulson could already imagine what kind of expression Nick Fury would have when this news reached him.
"My dear sir, how are you so sure that he is Spider-Man?" Coulson asked cautiously. After all, S.H.I.E.L.D. had not been able to find any information on him; why did this ten-year-old kid insist on confirming his identity without ever stepping outside?
Coulson had no doubt that Chen Fan had the wrong person. Anyone who could easily twist off the door handle of a car could not possibly be an ordinary person, and wasn't the webbing wrapped around his palm quite obvious?
"It seems my building is quite popular with Spider-Man. He probably thinks the view is nice and occasionally takes selfies there. As for why he can't see the surveillance cameras, you'd have to ask him!" Chen Fan said, half-truthfully. After all, he didn't believe S.H.I.E.L.D. would bother checking his commercial building.
Perhaps Peter Parker himself had forgotten which rooftop he was taking selfies on.
Well, Coulson's mouth twitched slightly. "It looks like Mr. Chen Fan's properties are favored by these superheroes."
"I think so too, Mr. Coulson!" Chen Fan gritted his teeth; just mentioning it made him furious.
The car slowly moved onto the street. Passersby mostly cast surprised and envious glances at its design, but no one knew that inside the vehicle was a Spider-Man who enjoyed wandering around and had just been captured!
...
When the news reached S.H.I.E.L.D., Director Nick Fury exclaimed in surprise, "What the hell!"
Spider-Man had been arrested?
And was now on his way back to S.H.I.E.L.D.?
The one who captured this civilian hero was a ten-year-old boy, who had skillfully employed three techniques during the process—flattery, luring him into the car, and delivering a decisive blow... and thus Spider-Man fell. Congratulations were in order; the seasoned driver finally crashed!
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