Harem With Venom In Marvel/Dc

Chino handed over the pendant in his hand.

"I see potential in your abilities. Would you like to work for me? The income will be legal."

Flint carefully accepted the pendant, knowing he had no right to refuse. He asked, "How much?"

"Three hundred thousand dollars," Chino stated his offer.

"Not enough. I want a million. Give it to me within a day, and my life is yours," Flint shook his head firmly and continued, "I already owe a hundred thousand for my daughter's medical expenses. At least a million is needed to get her treated."

Gwen felt conflicted. Was he robbing people just to help his daughter?

"No problem. Sign the contract."

Chino took out a black demonic contract. The potential of Sandman was immense. With enough sand, he could even temporarily stand against him.

Flint took the contract and skimmed through it. One million? No problem. He picked up a pen to sign, but then he suddenly noticed something at the top of the contract. His eyes widened.

"Did you make a mistake here?"

Chino frowned slightly and took the contract back to check.

"I'm offering a monthly salary of one million dollars. As my employee, you will serve under me for life. That's correct, right?" Chino asked, looking confused.

"One million per month?!"

The police officers nearby were utterly stunned. They could hardly believe their ears. Where did this generous benefactor come from?

"Wait, Chino, do you even have that much money?" Gwen couldn't help but ask.

Flint also looked at Chino in disbelief, his eyes filled with suspicion. Was he playing a joke on him?

"Did I never tell you? I'm a shareholder of Stark Industries, holding twenty percent of the shares," Chino tilted his head slightly.

"Not at all," Gwen realized that her boyfriend still had many secrets she didn't know about.

"So, do you want to sign? It's a post-tax salary."

Chino waved the contract, the paper making a crisp rustling sound.

"Yes! Of course! Boss!"

Without hesitation, Flint quickly signed his name at an astonishing speed, as if afraid the contract would vanish in an instant.

He had thought it was a one-time payment of a million.

Everyone knew about Stark Industries, a multi-billion-dollar company.

"We can do it now. Give me your bank account number," Chino said as he pulled out his phone, ready to ask Ra's al Ghul to transfer the funds.

"Boss, I just got out of prison. My ID and bank account are all frozen. Can you give me cash instead?" Flint scratched his head awkwardly.

"..."

Chino's gaze shifted toward the two bags of stolen cash on the ground. There was enough cash right there.

However, a slender figure stepped in front of his line of sight.

"That's not an option. Besides, since you're recruiting him, you also need to compensate for the damage he just caused," Gwen crossed her arms and said firmly.

If he had killed someone, she wouldn't have let him go so easily.

"I was just looking. I didn't say I was going to take it," Chino sighed and turned his gaze away, instead focusing on Gwen's slim figure.

The tight suit she wore perfectly outlined her graceful curves. Her slender waist was easy to hold, her long legs were toned and powerful, and her well-defined body exuded charm and allure.

"What are you staring at?" Gwen asked, a little embarrassed, turning slightly to avoid his gaze.

However, this only accentuated the alluring curves of her back, making her appear even more elegant and graceful.

"Nothing much, just thinking about getting you a new battle suit."

Chino didn't avert his gaze at all. He had every right to admire his own girlfriend.

Feeling flustered under his intense gaze, Gwen moved behind him and forcefully turned his head toward Flint.

"Enough staring. Handle his matters first," Gwen said, her tone slightly annoyed.

"So, if I finish handling this, I can look all I want?" Chino smirked mischievously.

"No way!" Gwen stomped her foot in frustration.

Flint, on the other hand, remained silent, not daring to breathe too loudly. He felt nervous, realizing that he had almost harmed his boss's lover just a while ago.

Chino turned toward the door and shouted, "Coulson, come over and help me with something."

Coulson, who had been waiting outside, calmly walked in. He had clearly been listening to the conversation.

"Chino, what do you need?"

"Don't play dumb. Erase his criminal record, and I'll give you one piece of ordinary intel in exchange."

Chino rolled his eyes at him.

"No problem. In ten minutes, Flint Marko's criminal record will be wiped clean. He will be a regular citizen," Coulson responded without hesitation.

Gwen watched this exchange but said nothing. The police officers also pretended not to see anything.

That's how this country worked. As long as there was enough to exchange, anything was possible.

Flint, meanwhile, trembled slightly with excitement. Now, he could see his daughter openly without fear.

"Flint, go to this address and find a man named Ra's al Ghul. He will give you an advance payment of one million," Chino said, handing over a piece of paper.

Chino then turned to the police officers and added, "You all should go as well. Each of you will receive ten thousand dollars, and those injured will receive fifteen thousand. Any damages caused will also be compensated. Flint, this money will be deducted from your next month's salary."

"Oh yeah!"

The police officers and security guards cheered in excitement. Ten thousand dollars was equivalent to two months' salary for them.

Especially the guard who had been knocked unconscious—he now looked at Flint with gratitude, as if their previous conflict had never happened.

Flint had no objections either. He was about to receive a million dollars, so losing a bit wasn't a big deal.

"Does this satisfy you now?" Chino asked Gwen with a smile.

"It's acceptable," Gwen replied nonchalantly, but the slight upward curve of her lips beneath her mask betrayed her real feelings.

"Go to GGSH restaurant. Pamela and the others are there. I'll join you later," Chino said.

"Alright."

Gwen nodded before gracefully leaving, her figure glowing under the sunlight.

Coulson, deep in thought, considered something.

Ghost-Spider's identity wasn't a secret to them.

Perhaps he could use this chance to get her father promoted as a favor.

Once everyone had left, Chino turned to Coulson.

"Hurry up and ask. My date isn't over yet."

"The location of a sorcerer," Coulson said.

"That information isn't as cheap as you think."

Coulson wasn't disappointed; he had merely been testing his luck.

"Yesterday, a hammer fell from the sky in New Mexico. Do you know its origin?"

"I actually do. Are you familiar with Norse mythology?" Chino raised an eyebrow, playing coy.

"Don't tell me the gods are descending to Earth," Coulson said with a wry smile.

"Not quite. To put it simply, Thor made a mistake, and Odin cast him down to Earth to learn a lesson. It's a story of regaining his lost power."

"What should we do?" Coulson asked, concerned. The idea of humans meeting a god was unprecedented.

"Relax. Just protect him and don't interfere with his trials. If possible, even offer some assistance. Think of it as a diplomatic meeting with an extraterrestrial," Chino said with ease, as if it were no big deal.

"Wealth is only as valuable as the opportunities it creates."

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