And he's the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D.!
Looking at the blue energy ball expanding wildly in Peter's palm, and then at the desk lamp and pen holder that were beginning to tremble slightly due to the terrifying energy fluctuations...
Nick Fury felt his mouth go dry.
He had seen many things.
He had seen alien spaceships, superpowered individuals, and even a Flerken that looked like an orange cat but could easily swallow everything.
But this thing in front of him... he had never fucking seen it before!
It was as if this energy ball had no upper limit at all!
What was even more terrifying was that the kid still looked completely unfazed, not even out of breath.
Damn! Consuming so much energy, don't you feel like your 'body has been hollowed out'?
If one sentence could describe Nick Fury's mental state, it would be:
Regret, deep regret!
He had originally thought that with the World's most powerful Agent organization in his hands and Captain Marvel, who could punch through an alien fleet, as his backing, he could handle any threat on Earth.
But now he realized he was wrong.
Distant water cannot quench a nearby fire!
Even if he pressed that pager right this second, by the time Carol flew back from deep space, his ashes would have been scattered eight hundred times over!
At this moment, he even began to suspect if Peter was an Inhuman or something similar!
But that didn't make sense either!
Richard Parker and Mary Parker... that couple were clearly excellent Agents on S.H.I.E.L.D.'s records, with no record of any superpowers!
Countless thoughts flashed wildly through Nick Fury's mind, but they eventually converged into one crystal-clear realization.
He had kicked a steel plate, and it was a fucking Vibranium one!
"Kid... calm down, let's talk this out... I didn't say I wouldn't agree to your request, did I?"
Survival instinct overwhelmed the Director's dignity; Nick Fury ultimately chose to follow his heart and play it safe.
But to this, Peter just raised an eyebrow:
"Kid?"
Nick Fury wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and asked tentatively:
"Little brother?"
"Sir?"
Finally, Nick Fury closed his eyes and shouted helplessly:
"Lord Punisher!"
Hum~
Finally, the Big Ball Rasengan in Peter's hand dissipated, so quickly that it made Nick Fury and Coulson wonder if everything just now had been a hallucination.
Natasha couldn't help but look at Peter with an extremely complex gaze, feeling that he didn't seem at all like a high schooler who had just come of age.
The moment their eyes met, Peter gestured toward himself with his chin; Natasha rolled her eyes at him beautifully but still obediently brought him a cup of coffee.
Peter sipped the coffee with sugar and milk, looking at Nick Fury's pale face with a half-smile:
"I learned an old saying from the Great East today: 'Arrogant at first and humble later; it makes one laugh to think of it.' I wonder what it means..."
Nick Fury's pale face turned the color of pig liver, and a fire of anger burned in his single eye.
Damned brat!
In all his years leading S.H.I.E.L.D., when had he ever suffered such a grievance!
Yet, he couldn't lash out.
The shadow of death cast by that blue energy ball still loomed over his heart.
He could only force down his anger and think quickly, trying to regain some initiative.
"Cough, cough..."
Nick Fury cleared his throat intentionally, forcing a change of subject:
"Pete... Lord Punisher, I think I need to give you a briefing on our S.H.I.E.L.D.... blah blah blah... In short, the enemies we face are much more troublesome than you imagine."
"And..."
He stared intently at Peter, finally playing the trump card he had prepared for a long time:
"The enemies we face are not entirely unrelated to you. In fact, your parents' deaths are closely linked to S.H.I.E.L.D.'s arch-nemesis, HYDRA!"
Nick Fury thought he would see Peter lose his composure, but Peter only gave an ambiguous cold laugh.
Isn't it just HYDRA and the Winter Soldier they control?
He knew these things better than Nick Fury did.
He not only knew of their existence but also knew that the so-called S.H.I.E.L.D. had long since become S.H.I.E.L.D.!
Aside from high-level Agents like Coulson and Hill who could be trusted, almost everyone else was dirty!
Looking at Nick Fury staring at him expectantly, Lord Punisher finally'showed mercy' and gave him a chance to show off his eloquence:
"Go on."
Nick Fury was somewhat disappointed not to see Peter lose his cool, but he adjusted his mood and spoke:
"The HYDRA organization is the arch-enemy of Captain Steve Rogers. As far as I know, your parents' deaths were related to this organization's conspiracy!"
"But because those events happened so many years ago, much of the data is unverifiable, however..."
At this point, Nick Fury's tone suddenly became high-spirited:
"Just recently, our people found the Captain, who has been frozen for many years, in the North Pole."
"We were previously worried that forced thawing would cause irreversible damage to his body, but now your ability... can perfectly awaken this legendary hero!"
"Once you wake the Captain, we might get more key intelligence about HYDRA from him. This is not only for your parents' revenge but also concerns the safety of the entire World!"
Nick Fury's tone was passionate, as if inviting Peter to join an incredibly noble and great cause.
But in the next second, the dark-skinned fellow showed his true colors:
"However, to prove your ability won't harm the Captain, I need you to show me your healing power first!"
At this point, Nick Fury couldn't help but smile triumphantly in his heart.
He felt like a fucking genius!
He could verify Peter's ability without any effort and naturally get him to treat Captain America for free.
Who else in this World besides him could think of such a brilliant plan?
Clap, clap, clap~
Meeting Nick Fury's excited gaze, Peter slowly and gently clapped his hands:
"Mr. Nick Fury, I must say, you certainly have a fine set of calculations."
Nick Fury's heart sank, and an ominous feeling welled up.
"With just a few words, you want me to be your free labor and help you wake up Captain Berry? I must say, you really know how to get something for nothing."
"But..."
Bang!
Peter's tone shifted, and he suddenly slapped the office desk in front of him, shattering the solid wood desk on the spot:
"The Captain who fell into the sea in 1945 can provide key intelligence for my parents' death in a 1994 plane crash? Don't you use your brain before making up lies?"
Saying this, he couldn't help but look at Natasha beside him, mimicking a famous pointing meme:
"And he's the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., making up lies that don't even add up..."