Stand User in Marvel Universe

Chapter 247: Taking advantage of the price and eating big losses (all ordered 3,300 plus more!

In Nick Fury's office, Dior and Mama were sitting opposite each other.

“You want that little piece that fell from the Destroyer?” Nick Fury asked as he drank his coffee, when Thor, the god of thunder, defeated the Destroyer, caused the head of the Destroyer to begin to deform, with a fragment the size of his fingernails coming off, which was later discovered by S.H.I.E.L.D. agents as they cleaned the battlefield.

Of course, it was not an accident, but S.H.I.E.L.D. almost detected and searched the entire destroyed town until it was certain that there were no more alien objects.

It's just a piece of ‘sample', and then the study of the Destroyer's armor didn't do much, so much so that its value was greatly diminished, after all, what can be done with nail-sized pieces?

But when Dior came this time to ask for it, Nick Fry immediately realized the value, which he didn't know before.

“Exactly. I don't think we need to go around the circle. Make a deal.” Dior said frankly, facing Nick Fury, the one-eyed old fox, it's almost impossible to get what you want without paying a price.

Cheating is definitely not cheating, sophisticated.

“Before I do, I want to know what you want with that thing. ”

“Remember when I told you I was going to build a weapon? ”

Nick Fry stunned for a moment, then suddenly.

“Looks like you've collected enough material?” He tried to ask, and the words were thoughtful. With what he knows about this guy, he wouldn't be in such a hurry to find his stall if he didn't have a certain amount of gas.

“Probably? ”

Dior doesn't care, because S.H.I.E.L.D. already suspected Edmund of stealing the alloy, and until now, nobody in the military has bothered him to prove that S.H.I.E.L.D. gave him the blackpot.

Looking at Dior's performance, Nick Fury had almost counted, so he backed up against his seat and said, “According to S.H.I.E.L.D., there's absolutely no outflow of these alien objects, so I'm sorry I can't help you with this. ”

Dior frowned when he heard the rumor, he knew that the black egg was starting at the seat, but he also knew that this guy was not lying, and that it was only normal for S.H.I.E.L.D. to have such rules, that any alien objects flowing to the outside world were the object of their recycling, which was both strangling some undesirable dangers from the source and borrowing them to upgrade their technology.

“I do have some special metal in my hand that could be used as a reward for that piece. ”

In the face of Dior's obscure offer of trading chips, Nick Fry was not moved.

You're kidding. S.H.I.E.L.D. helped you carry such a big black pot. You didn't even say anything.

Dior wanted to beat the crap out of Nick Fury while the gods were still there drinking coffee.

“Perhaps I have another metal in my hand that Director Fury would be interested in. ”

“Coffee's good. Want some? ”

“Plus some Jinjin, which is my sincerity. If Director Fury still disagrees, I can only ‘negotiate’ in my way. The new agents don't seem to have gone through much of the war yet. Perhaps I can help. I hope Director Fury doesn't mind. ”

After that, Dior picked up the coffee and turned it upside down, but surprisingly, no half of the coffee was spilled, as if Newton's law had expired at this moment.

And what's even more shocking is that Dior sticks a finger directly into it and then takes the cup off, but the coffee inside is fixed on his finger like a pudding, and then Dior bites gently on it, "It sure tastes good. ”

This divine corrugation employs techniques that make it impossible to suppress Newton's coffin board, no matter how many people.

And Nick Fury, who was attracted to the scene, was slightly widened by the term he had just mentioned.

“Jinjin? You still have this thing? ”

“I don't think S.H.I.E.L.D. would be unfamiliar with Zhenjin, so the deal is calculated to be individualized. Will Director Fury refuse?” Dior ate the whole 'coffee pudding' in his stomach and exhaled a sip of hot air.

Surprised Nick Fury began to ponder after a deep look at him.

But Nick Fry gave him a bigger surprise when Dior felt he had no reason to refuse.

“Yes, I reject the deal because I want to do it another way. ”

While Dior was stuck, Nick Fury contacted the underground lab, "Seal the HMZ-1 research material and send it to me right away. ”

“Yes, sir! ”

Not long after, a black box was sent in by agents.

Nick Fury opened it directly and only a slightly dimmer piece of silver metal nail size lay quietly inside.

“This is what you want. ”

The case was pushed over, but for a while, Dior didn't know what kind of medicine the old fox gourd was selling.

Because he knows that the most expensive things in the world are often ‘free', and no price means the biggest price!

“What exactly do you want? Let me in on your revenge plan? ”

“No, of course not. I have always disliked to force others, to be honest, the threat you just made scared me a little, so I think it would be better to give this to you directly for the sake of the safety of the lives of those 'little ones'. ”

I believe in your ghost, you old bastard!

Dior didn't believe a word of this black halibut, who believed who was stupid 13!

“Are you sure you want to give me this without any conditionalities? ”

“I think there may be some misunderstanding between us, who has difficulty with friends, shouldn't we be helping each other?” Nick Fury faked it.

For the first time since he entered the door, Dior felt this thing was so hot!

After staring at him for a long time, Dior sighed: "You win, I take the stuff away, don't regret it. ”

"Of course, if there's anything else we can do for you, call me." Oh, by the way, can I send you back by helicopter? It's late, or should I ask someone to arrange a place for you to stay and leave tomorrow? ”

“Thanks, but don't bother, I'm afraid I'll see my ‘deed of sale' tomorrow morning. ”

Dior, who obviously took up a lot of 'cheap', was in a bad mood.