In Nick Fury's office, Dior and "Mom Fark Hero" were sitting opposite each other.

"You want the small piece of fragment that fell from the Destroyer?" Nick Fury asked while drinking coffee. Thor, Thor, defeated the Destroyer, began to deform the Destroyer's head, and a piece of fragment the size of a fingernail fell off. Later, it appeared when the agents of SHIELD cleaned the battlefield.

Of course, this was not an unexpected gain, but SHIELD almost searched the entire destroyed town at that time, and did not withdraw the team until it was confirmed that there were no alien items again.

However, this piece of fragment, which was regarded as a "sample", did not play much role in the research on the Destroyer Armor, so its value was greatly reduced. After all, what can the fragments as big as fingernails do?

But when Dior came over and asked for it this time, Nick Fury immediately realized the value of it, the value he had not known before.

"Yes, I don't think there is any need to go around the circle between us, let's give you the conditions." Dior said bluntly. Facing Nick Fury, the one-eyed old fox, it is almost impossible to get what you want without paying a little price.

It is definitely impossible to cheat, so just make it.

"Before this, I want to know what you want that thing for?"

"Do you remember when I told you that I wanted to build a weapon?"

Nick Fury was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.

"It seems you have collected enough materials?" he asked tentatively, with deep meaning in his words. With his understanding of this guy, if he didn't have a certain confidence, he wouldn't come over to show off in such a hurry.

"perhaps?"

Dior didn't care. Anyway, SHIELD had long suspected that he had done the stolen Edman alloy. Until now, no military personnel came to cause trouble for him, which proves that SHIELD took the blame for this matter.

Seeing Dior's performance, Nick Fury was roughly aware of it, so he leaned against the seat and said in embarrassment: "According to SHIELD's regulations, these alien items must not be expelled, so I'm sorry, I can't help you in this matter."

Dior frowned when he heard this. He knew that the black braised egg was priced at the ground, but he also knew that this guy was not lying. It was normal for SHIELD to have such regulations. Any alien items that fell into the outside world were the objects of their recycling. This is not only to kill some dangers that should not exist from the source, but also to borrow these things to improve their own technological level. It is understandable.

"I do have some special metal on my hand that I can use as a reward for exchanging that piece of fragment."

Faced with Dior's cryptic proposal of trading chips, Nick Fury was unmoved.

Just kidding, SHIELD has taken such a big blame for you, you didn’t even say anything, and you still want to use such a little thing to beat you?

Seeing that Nick Fury was unmoved and was still drinking coffee in the old god, Dior wanted to hit someone very much.

"Maybe Director Fury would be interested in another metal in my hand."

"The coffee is good, won't you give me some?"

"Plus with a portion of vibrate, this is my sincerity. If Director Fury still disagrees, I can only use my method to 'negotiate'. The new agents seem to have not experienced any test of war. Maybe I can help. I hope Director Fury won't mind at that time."

After saying that, Dior picked up the coffee and turned it upside down, but what was surprising was that there was no slight coffee spilling down, as if Newton's law had failed at this moment.

What was even more shocked was behind. Dior directly put a finger into it and took off the coffee cup directly. However, the coffee inside was fixed on his finger like a pudding. Then Dior took a light bite on it, "It's sure the taste is good."

This magical rippling technique is probably impossible to suppress Newton's coffin board no matter how many people come.

Nick Fury, who was attracted by this scene, also widened his eyes slightly by the noun he mentioned just now.

"Jinjin? Do you actually have this thing?"

"I think SHIELD should not be unfamiliar with Vitkin, so this transaction is all about taking the needs. Will Director Fury refuse?" As he spoke, Dior ate the entire 'coffee pudding' and vomited a breath of heat.

The surprise Nick Fury began to ponder after taking a deep look at him.

But just when Dior felt that he had no reason to refuse, Nick Fury gave him a bigger surprise.

"Yes, I rejected this deal because I wanted to change the way."

When Dior was stunned, Nick Fury contacted the underground laboratory and "sealed the hmZ-1 research materials and sent them to me immediately."

"Yes, sir!"

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

Nick Fury opened it directly, and a slightly dull silver metal fragment that was only the size of a fingernail was lying quietly inside.

"This is what you want."

The box was pushed over, but Dior, who didn't know what the old fox was selling, didn't touch it.

Because he knew that the most expensive things in the world were often ‘free’, and no price means the biggest price!

"What the hell do you want? What kind of Avengers plan do you want me to join you?"

"No, of course not. I have never liked to force others. To be honest, your threat just now scared me a little, so for the sake of the safety of the lives of those 'kids', I think it would be better to hand this thing over to you directly."

I believe your ghost, you are so bad old man!

Dior didn't believe this black braised egg, whoever believes is stupid!

"Are you sure you give me this without any additional conditions?"

"I think there may be some misunderstanding between us. Who is in trouble with friends? Isn't it okay to help each other?" Nick Fury said hypocritically.

For the first time since Dior has felt that this thing is so hot!

After staring for a long time, Dior sighed and said, "You won, I took the things away, don't regret it."

It was obvious that he had suffered a great loss, but a smile appeared on his old face, and he said without caring: "Of course, if there is any place we need to help, just call me. Oh, by the way, will I send you a helicopter to take you back? It's so late, would I ask someone to arrange a place to live for you and leave tomorrow?"

"Thank you, but I'm still not bothering. I'm afraid that I'll see my 'shoulder contract' when I open my eyes tomorrow morning."

Dior, who obviously took a lot of "cheap", seemed in a bad mood.
Chapter completed!