"Pfft... cough, cough, cough!"
Standing to the side, Natasha finally couldn't hold it in anymore.
Although she quickly covered it up with a series of coughs, her slightly twitching shoulders still betrayed her current mood.
Nick Fury's single eye snapped toward Natasha, his gaze as cold as a Siberian cold front.
In response, Natasha simply blinked her emerald green eyes innocently, suppressing a smile as she spoke:
"I just thought of something happy."
Before Nick Fury could even ask "what happy thing," he heard a faint "kukuku" sound from behind him.
He turned around to see Agent Coulson's large face turning beet-red, his body shaking like a sieve; anyone who didn't know better would have thought he was having an asthma attack!
Motherfucker!
At this moment, Nick Fury felt like killing them to keep them quiet.
But considering that his 'living ancestor' Peter was still right there, he could only suppress the Fury in his heart and explain:
"Peter, I'm not..."
"Hmm?!"
Peter merely let out a hum, and Nick Fury was forced to humbly change how he addressed him:
"Lord Punisher, listen to my explanation. HYDRA has not been destroyed.
On the contrary, they disguised themselves as scientists and infiltrated the U.S. through Operation Paperclip. To this day, they still pose a massive threat to national security!"
"Oh~" Peter acted as if he had just realized something.
"No wonder someone like you could become the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. It makes sense now."
Nick Fury:...He was so angry he wanted to slam the table, only to realize the table had long since been smashed to pieces by Peter, so he could only grip his pants tightly.
After a long while, he acted as if he hadn't heard anything and spoke:
"That's not the point. The point is that as long as the Captain is revived, he can act as a deterrent against them!"
"The Captain himself can even identify many high-ranking HYDRA members, helping us root them out one by one!"
Nick Fury put on an anxious look of concern for the country and its people, trying to move Peter this way.
But Peter just leisurely sipped his coffee, and his words made Nick Fury want to explode on the spot:
"Look at you, getting all anxious again!"
"I didn't say I wouldn't help. I was just commenting on how clumsy your lie-weaving skills are!"
"I said it from the very beginning when I first met Natasha: as long as you can afford the price, I don't mind helping you solve some minor troubles."
"So... demonstrating my ability counts as one move, and waking the Captain counts as a second move."
"For two moves, your S.H.I.E.L.D. will owe me two favors. That's reasonable, right?"
Nick Fury's hands were nearly tearing through his pants. Even when facing the Military or high-ranking government officials, he had never been this passive!
But unfortunately, he had no choice!
As long as the youth opposite him wanted to flip the table, they would all be buried with him!
For the 'Avengers Initiative,' to save S.H.I.E.L.D. astronomical financial expenses, and to gain a strategic-level 'Priest' who could bring back the dead and heal the living... Nick Fury kept chanting to himself in his mind. A moment later, he squeezed out the words through gritted teeth:
"Fine, I agree."
The moment the words left his mouth, Nick Fury felt as if he had aged ten years.
"Then, let's start with the demonstration of my ability." After finishing the coffee in his cup, Peter stretched and stood up.
Hearing this, Nick Fury instantly perked up, and even began to wonder if he should have Peter heal his blind eye.
He had hidden many secrets using the iris of that eye, after all.
While Nick Fury was hesitating, he watched as Peter teleported right in front of Coulson.
"What's your name?"
Coulson was a bit overwhelmed by the attention and said:
"I am S.H.I.E.L.D. Level 8 Agent, Phil Coulson, sir!"
"Very good, relax."
Peter smiled and patted his shoulder, then placed a hand on top of his head.
Hmm?
Coulson was stunned.
Nick Fury was also stunned.
What is this kid doing?
The next second, a soft and warm white light surged from Peter's palm, instantly enveloping Coulson's entire body.
Coulson felt a warm current emerge within his body. Wherever it passed, chronic ailments like lumbar muscle strain, rheumatism, kidney deficiency, and urinary frequency melted away like snow.
What made it even more unbelievable to him was... he felt his head was very itchy... as if he were growing a brain.
Coulson subconsciously reached up to touch it.
What his fingertips felt was no longer a smooth scalp, but a layer of fine... stubble!
Coulson instinctively looked at a nearby mirror. Seeing the stubble emerging on his head and growing rapidly, he was almost moved to tears.
I've grown hair~!
"Lord Punisher, thank you!" Coulson couldn't help but shout excitedly.
He had been planning to save up for a hair transplant, but now he had saved a huge expense.
Human joys and sorrows are not shared; at this moment, Nick Fury only found it noisy.
Motherfucker!
Can you kid not understand human speech?!
I told you to demonstrate your ability so you could use it on me!
What the hell do you mean by curing my subordinate's hair loss?!
Looking at Coulson's undignified appearance after "gaining luscious locks," Nick Fury got even angrier.
Motherfucker, I want to grow hair too!
"Coulson!"
A low growl, suppressing endless rage, finally burst from Nick Fury's gritted teeth.
"Ah? Officer?"
Coulson jolted, finally snapping out of his ecstasy. He looked at Fury's face, which was as black as ink, and belatedly realized that he seemed to have... lost his composure too much just now.
Moreover, Lord Punisher had given such a precious opportunity to demonstrate his ability to him... this seemed... not quite right?
But he couldn't be blamed, right? This was Lord Punisher's choice!
Coulson silently smoothed his flowing hair, not knowing what to say for a moment.
On the other side, seeing this scene, the smile on Peter's face deepened.
This was the effect he wanted.
Make Nick Fury lose his cool, lower his prestige, and take the opportunity to use his abilities to win over his most capable subordinates.
In the long run... who the real person in charge of S.H.I.E.L.D. is won't be up to you, Nick Fury!
Thinking of this, Peter turned back to Nick Fury with mock innocence and said:
"Mr. Nick Fury, are you satisfied with my ability?"
"Sa... satisfied!" Noticing Peter's 'kind' smile, Nick Fury lost his temper again.
He was being completely played!
"Good that you're satisfied. Next, take me to see the Captain. After waking him up, I should head home."
And so, Nick Fury, with an expression like he'd just lost his mother, had to lead Peter all the way to a laboratory, where Peter saw Steve Rogers frozen like a popsicle.
Placing his hand on the block of ice, as Peter activated his ability, the hard ice covering the Captain began to melt rapidly.
Under the gazes of Nick Fury, Coulson, and Natasha—who looked as if they were seeing a god—the ice completely melted away, and Captain America opened his eyes.
The moment he opened his eyes, an incredibly flippant voice reached his ears:
"Oi~ old-timer, want to have a fight to warm up?"