Stand User in Marvel Universe

Nick Fury subconsciously touched his blindfold and said with no expression, "I have many ways to have it back, but it's not my eye, after all, and I'm not giving it up for that. ”

Indeed, with S.H.I.E.L.D. 's vast resources, he could have replaced it long ago if he wanted to regain an 'eye’ that could only be seen, but in fact, he refused and had been in charge of S.H.I.E.L.D. in this way, so Dior's proposal only provoked a ripple in his heart, but that was all.

“No, I'm not talking about the eye, the electronic eye or anything, but the same ‘you’ eye on your right, and there won't be any exclusion, no need to worry about surgery. ”

Dior wasn't sure if there was a technology in Marvel that could do an eye transplant, but there were lots of eyes, electronic eyes, and so on.

So he guessed that Nick Fury didn't want the left eye to see the light again, he didn't want to transplant that thing to make himself look like a freak.

But [Golden Experience] can ignore these, like installing parts, and fix them to the point of silence.

“What's the price?” Nick Fry took a deep look at him and said.

“I think S.H.I.E.L.D. 's eyes are worth at least $10 million, right?” Dior said a heavenly price in the joke room!

He didn't have the kindness to treat this black halibut egg for free, and even before that, he never wanted to make money with his [Golden Experience] experience card. Maybe when he did draw this double, he would consider it, but now every minute of use is extremely valuable to him, and the only reason he mentioned this ability was to increase his weight so that he could take some initiative in subsequent negotiations.

In the face of such enormous forces as S.H.I.E.L.D., weakness alone is useless, and the result is only as clean and clean as it was just eaten. If Dior hadn't just shown such strength, how could Nick Fury sit here at this moment and waste his time on a ‘little man' like him?

In other words, without enough chips, you don't even deserve to sit at the table!

“Ten million? This eye turned out to be so valuable..."

Nick Fury suddenly laughed. Is that really more than $10 million in his eyes? There are at least tens of billions of dollars to go with the money he signed off on, but he would never use it to make a profit.

“When you have 10 million dollars, maybe I'll sell you these eyes too, and then you can contact me if you're interested. ”

Without bargaining, he abandoned the subject directly and did not even look into whether what Dior said was true or false.

Nick Fury's awareness gave Theoden a glimpse, not everyone can keep a normal mind, not even move, when faced with this temptation, and he underestimated the man too much.

Of course, this refusal may also be due to mistrust in Dior, whose true value this eyeball is known to no one but himself.

Ten million?

A little less!

“I'll think about it later when I really have more money than I can spend anywhere.” Dior Half True Half False ended the topic.

At the same time, Nick Fury and Dior treat each other like they're very difficult people to deal with. It's not foolish...

After this verbal confrontation, which made Dior unnecessarily tired, he didn't want to stay here any longer, so he stood up and said: "It seems difficult to achieve the willingness to cooperate, I think I should go back, and there are many guests waiting for me tomorrow. By the way, don't bother to send each other when you go back. After all, I am a relatively brave person. I don't want to be struck down by a bombardment just as soon as I fly up to heaven. Stay, gentlemen. ”

After that, he left with the $200,000 suitcase in his pocket, heading the way he came, and throughout the process Nick Fury was like a committed old monk, motionless, silent, making Natasha feel extraordinarily strange, not like the director she remembered.

“Just let him go?” Natasha was just asking casually, in fact she was the last person to want to see things turn into armed conflict, only to know what was horrible about each other if she had experienced it herself, and there was no point in such a battle.

Then all of a sudden, Natasha stopped, silently shut her mouth.

The pistol used by Nick Fury to defend himself is being dismembered at the moment, no, it may not be appropriate to say that in the eyes of Nick Fury and Natasha, the pistol floating in the air is being crushed by a little raw...

This is Dior's last warning when he leaves!

What happens if this force hits a human body?

No wonder the director never spoke...

Natasha immediately understood, while her right hand moved a little bit like this, facing this invisible monster, only the gun could make her feel more comfortable.

“Don't move! ”

“Hmm?”

Nick Fury suddenly whispered the end of the drink, while Natasha was somewhat confused.

“It's staring at you, don't make any dangerous moves, put your hands down, slowly...”

Though Nick Fury was a step behind her, Natasha immediately perceived the sense of crisis that haunted her, so she slowly placed her hands where she could see them, as the Director had said.

The creepy feeling immediately loosened, when the entire gun residue had fallen onto the table in front of them.

Through the conveyance of [World], Dior hid around the corner, not more than ten meters away from it, suddenly smiled, and ignored all the strange eyes of everyone around him, his head raised toward the outside, nobody dared to stop him!

Back to Nick Fury, the air in the entire lounge was extraordinarily quiet, Nick Fury and Natasha kept the position just now and didn't dare to move at all. In such a dilemma, it was not difficult to hold onto such experienced legendary agents as they could for another hour, but the feeling of bravery and bravery with the air was really bad, especially the strange eyes of those who did not know were even more depressing, even if they could not speak up.

“Chief, what's going on? ”

“I don't know, maybe thinking about something. ”

“Then let's get out of here and leave them alone. ”

Another few minutes later, an agent hesitated for a while to come forward and report: “Commissioner, the gentleman who just left asked me to bring you a message and say... say don't look, he's gone. ”