Marvel: Why should I save you? We are close friends.

"Welcome to watch the Hell's Kitchen Cleanup live broadcast by BCC. I'm reporter Alice." In front of the camera, the blonde woman Alice greeted the audience with a smile. Her voice was full of nervousness and anticipation, and it seemed that even she couldn't completely hide her excitement for the upcoming war.

"There is still half an hour left before the time stipulated by the federal government. Now we can see that the military has surrounded the entire Hell's Kitchen and has begun to block the streets one after another." The camera switched to a busy scene where the army and police were performing their tasks in a tense and orderly manner.

Their faces were filled with seriousness and determination, as if they were fighting against some invisible force.

"We can also see a lot of people outside the fence. I believe everyone wants to witness with their own eyes the demise of Hell's Kitchen, the cancer of the Big Apple." The camera switched again, this time aiming at the crowd outside the fence.

Some of them waved flags, some held cameras, and some talked excitedly to each other.

In front of the camera, their cheers rose and fell.

"We are fortunate to have General Ross, a military representative, come and explain the situation on the scene to us."

After Alice finished speaking, she handed the microphone to a middle-aged man in military uniform with a serious expression.

"Currently, our military has dispatched a total of 1000 people, deployed around Hell's Kitchen, mainly to prevent anyone from escaping. We have also arranged armored tanks and fighter planes for support. Under the iron wall defense of our federal army, not even a fly can get in!" Admiral Ross said confidently.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, something unexpected happened at the scene.

A Lamborghini suddenly appeared in the camera and rushed straight towards Hell's Kitchen. The soldiers and police stationed there were stunned. They didn't expect someone to be so bold as to break through the blockade.

However, they did not open fire, but just watched the car vigilantly as it rushed straight into Hell's Kitchen.

Reporter Alice also looked at Admiral Ross in shock, as if questioning him if this was what he called an iron wall.

In front of the camera, she quickly regained her composure and explained solemnly: "The car you just saw belongs to the federal government, so they were able to enter. Ordinary people must not imitate it, otherwise you may be accidentally injured by our soldiers."

Reporter Alice saw that Admiral Ross was furious at this time, so she quickly ended the interview and walked away.

Admiral Ross saw the media leaving and yelled, "You are a bunch of idiots, why did you let this car in?"

The soldiers looked at each other in bewilderment. After all, it was a Lamborghini, and the person inside was definitely not an ordinary person. They thought it was a big shot from the federal government and did not dare to stop him.

The soldiers didn't think the people in Hell's Kitchen could afford a Lamborghini.

"Are you all mute? Speak up!" Admiral Ross became furious when he saw these soldiers not saying anything, and started to curse.

. . . . .

Strange in the Lamborghini was the culprit that caused the soldiers to be scolded.

At this moment, he was driving on the streets of Hell's Kitchen while observing the surroundings of Hell's Kitchen.

The residents of Hell's Kitchen also looked at the Lamborghini curiously. After all, generally speaking, there would not be such a car in Hell's Kitchen. The owner of the car might die soon. However, today, the people in Hell's Kitchen were in no mood because of the upcoming war.

"Damn it, I don't know why this guy Chen Ye wants to live in this remote place. Is this a place for people to live?" Strange complained to himself.

At this time, Strange was at the peak of his life, as could be seen from the car he drove. He couldn't understand why his roommate Chen Ye insisted on staying in this shabby place.

With Chen Ye's abilities, he could have reached the pinnacle of life like him long ago.

This was his first time in Hell's Kitchen, and if it weren't for his roommate Chen Ye, he swore he would never come to this place in his life.

"Damn it, this lousy place has made my car dirty. Chen Ye's Hell's Kitchen is almost gone but he's still staying in this lousy place and won't leave."

Strange muttered to himself in disgust.

Although Strange looked disgusted, a hint of anxiety could be seen in his eyes.

Soon, Strange finally arrived at the Good Luck Restaurant according to the navigation.

He looked curiously at the restaurant entrance.

"This is why Chen Ye gave up his bright future and insisted on returning to the restaurant in Hell's Kitchen," Strange thought to himself.

After looking at the extremely ugly dog ​​at the entrance of the restaurant, Strange thought pitifully, "Chen Ye must be doing poorly now. Even his dog is so shabby."

He and Chen Ye haven't seen each other for several years since they graduated.

If Chen Ye had not been one of the few people he recognized, he would not have come here. Now it is time to let Chen Ye see how well he is doing and let Chen Ye know that his previous decision was wrong.

"Chen Ye must be very panicked now, and he must be trying to find various connections. Don't worry, I will come to save you right away, but Chen Ye must beg me, after all, he always lost to him in college for so many years." Strange pushed open the restaurant door with this thought.

The scene inside shocked Strange. From his perspective, a group of strange people in colorful clothes gathered in the restaurant.

What Strange saw was Deadpool, Pietro, Spider-Man and Harry, the second generation of the Green Goblin, making preparations.

Deadpool was even wearing his tights. Everyone looked at Strange who pushed the door in in surprise. They didn't expect someone to come in at this time.

Pietro spoke first: "Sorry, the restaurant is closed. Please go back."

"Maybe I've taken the wrong path." Looking at this group of weirdos, Strange subconsciously felt that he had taken the wrong path. It might also be a restaurant with the same name, so he prepared to leave without looking back.

However, at this moment, a familiar voice interrupted his thoughts: "Strange, why are you here?"

Hearing the voice, Strange turned around and saw Chen Ye sitting leisurely inside the door, holding a chess piece in his hand, obviously playing chess with someone.

Seeing this scene, Strange's anger rose. He thought Chen Ye was in danger, so he rushed here, but he didn't expect that the other party was playing chess here comfortably.

He walked quickly to Chen Ye and sat down, with a bit of dissatisfaction in his tone: "It's already this late, and you're still playing chess! The time is almost gone!"

Chen Ye looked up at Strange, still keeping a calm smile on his face: "Long time no see, Strange. Don't be anxious, it's a rare visit, would you like some tea or water?"

Strange's eyes widened as he looked at Chen Ye's calm demeanor, and his anxiety grew even greater:

"It's already this late, why are you still drinking that crap! Is your crap any better than mine?

Do you know that Hell's Kitchen is about to be destroyed? The federal government will attack in a while! When I came here, I saw a lot of military people!"

His words revealed his blame and dissatisfaction towards Chen Ye, as well as his concern about the current situation in Hell's Kitchen.

"It seems that the Lord of Hell is responsible for this. Come with me now. It will be too late if you don't leave now."

After hearing what Strange said, Pietro and Chen Ye looked at Strange with strange expressions.

"Is there a problem? You residents of Hell's Kitchen, don't you know that all this is caused by the Lord of Hell?"

Strange said proudly that he thought ordinary people like Chen Ye didn't know the truth of the matter.

"Then you should know the name of the Lord of Hell," Pietro asked.

Looking at the silver-haired Pietro in front of him, Strange frowned and thought, Chen Ye has become corrupt after returning to Hell's Kitchen. What kind of people do he know? They have silver hair and look like bad boys.

He said as a matter of course: "I don't know. I am a popular neurologist now. How can I pay attention to people in these remote places? If it weren't for you, Chen Ye, I wouldn't come here."

"It turns out I'm not so famous. You, such a busy man, don't even know me." Chen Ye said self-deprecatingly.

Strange said as a matter of course: "Of course how could I know him...wait a minute."

"You mean you are the Lord of Hell?" Strange finally reacted and said in surprise.

"How can it be!!!"