The Days of Being King Elden in American Comics

"Deal." Natasha put away her charming look and said calmly.

At this moment, she doesn't look as beautiful as she did just now.

Just like a calm negotiator.

"Can you be more specific, my dear Miss Agent Natasha?"

Klein supported his chin with one hand and waved the other hand forward to signal Natasha to continue.

"A plan, a plan for the future!"

A loud voice sounded from the corner behind the scenes.

Klein's expression changed slightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously.

Even thinking about it with my butt, I knew it was Nick Fury.

Klein thought to himself: "At least wait for me to eat some tofu before coming out. If this proactive negotiation continues, Natasha will definitely lower the bottom line, and maybe launch a direct seduction..."

Fury came to the stage from behind the scenes and handed a folder to Klein.

Then he sat down on his own, clasped his hands and crossed his legs.

"Future plans?"

"Mr. Crane Wayne, or should I call you...the Middle Eastern Devil?"

"Pfft..." Klein sprayed a sip of coffee on Fury, and he didn't know whether it was intentional or not.

"Oh, it seems that our Mr. Devil is well-deserved. We have been monitoring Obadiah for a long time, but we have no way to bring him to justice because there is no evidence.

We are actually very aware of some of your actions in the Middle East. "

Klein sneered, "I don't think there's any evidence, but it's just that it's hard to catch him."

Fury's one eye trembled slightly and said indifferently: "Oh? Really?"

"Of course." Klein also crossed his legs and said eloquently:

"The current situation in various places is unstable. The Federation is dominated by the military industry. It relies on expansion and war to make money and make a lot of war fortune."

Klein: "Tony doesn't care about anything, just wandering around, either picking up girls or having sex with them. Although their Stark group has no direct relationship with the Federation, they provide high taxes."

Nick Fury did not retort, but asked: "Just taxes?"

"Of course it's not enough. No matter how much money you have, you can't have peace of mind without having a weapon in hand. The Stark Group is a weapon that can be taken advantage of."

"The metaphor is not very appropriate."

"But it's very vivid." Klein snapped his fingers.

Fury shook his head and said, "To tell you the truth, if that 'Iron Man' hadn't appeared, we wouldn't have taken action against Obadiah. His value has plummeted, and Tony has become the private wealth of the Federation."

"Haha, if that second-generation ancestor heard you calling him personal wealth, I wonder if he would be furious?"

Fury sneered: "Second-generation ancestor? It seems that you are also a second-generation ancestor, Master Klein?"

Fury's attitude became cold and firm: "Klein! You have been suspected of kidnapping, extortion, and intimidation..."

Fury listed more than ten crimes in one breath.

"According to federal law, you should be imprisoned for 316 years!"

"So long?" Klein said indifferently.

"Of course, you can choose to hand over Obadiah's relevant criminal evidence. I believe no one will uncover your crimes and you will be safe."

"Don't use this PUA trick. If you want Obadiah's evidence, or if you want to tell me your future plans, just be direct. If the price is right, you can negotiate. If you still want to continue to give me You are trying to put pressure on me to make me 'obedient', so forgive me for refusing to accompany you."

Klein made a gesture to get up.

Natasha suddenly stood up and looked at him warily.

"Natasha..." Fury waved his hand gently, signaling Natasha to move away.

"Avengers plan, a prepared plan!"

Fury opened the yellow book and said calmly: "According to a... calculation formula, well, you can understand it this way, a formula. This formula calculates that there will be many problems in the future, and there are huge variables in many people. But we cannot be sure whether it is good or not. , is bad.”

"Our enemies will not only come from within, but may also come from the sky... According to some reports from NASA, many aliens have come to the earth in the past 30 years."

Klein listened to the entire paragraph without any expression of surprise or contempt throughout the whole process.

"You go on, I'm listening."

Fury nodded and continued: "What I want to say is... the world is getting more and more chaotic, and some crises that may break out will come at any time."

"So you need to summon some capable people? And I happen to have such abilities, and I also have Obadiah's evidence. Can I help you capture him? Kill two birds with one stone?"

There was silence in the room, and Fury nodded slightly.

"Yes." Fury whispered: "Then what is your answer?"

"Sorry, Mr. Fury, although I also like to watch some science fiction movies, I don't have persecution delusions. I'd better not participate in your play house..."

"Wait!" Fury stopped Klein who was about to get up and leave, and handed over a tablet.

A video of the Hulk wreaking havoc was playing on it.

"What is this? Orc?" Klein pretended to say.

"You can understand it this way. In fact, this guy is a human being who has been exposed to radiation, and I can tell you clearly..."

Fury said seriously: "He has now escaped from the experimental base and kidnapped a young and beautiful female doctor."

"That female doctor will definitely be very satisfied."

Klein looked at a certain part of the Hulk's body in the video and sighed.

Natasha turned away and rolled her eyes.

Just as Fury's emotions were brewing, he was interrupted by Klein's strange focus.

"Forehead...."

(Are you making up a story with me here? It was clearly Banner who took his girlfriend away, so why did he kidnap the woman? No wonder the federal media likes to exaggerate, this is the custom.)

"No need to talk about joining the underwear-wearing-outer alliance. I will pretend that I have not seen these secrets. No, I will pretend that I have watched a special effects science fiction movie. If you want Obadiah's relevant information and evidence, I can give it to you. I guarantee that it will be comprehensive and also... There is exclusive news, which is absolutely exciting.”

"What do I need to pay?" Fury said.

"Two hundred million, no bargaining."

"make a deal!"

...

Natasha would always remember this night because Fury's dark face became even darker as she left the Hellfire Club tonight.

Black with red, red with black, she had never seen Fury so angry.

"You brat, was he the same one who said he wouldn't give me food last time?"

Fury suddenly stopped, as if he thought of something.

Natasha nodded: "Yes, it's him. His ancestors were indeed slave owners."

Fury turned back and glared at Natasha, who waved her hand indifferently.

"These dandy second generation ancestors are wasting their talents!"

Fury looked at the Hellfire Club and thought of Klein's special ability to summon the undead. He said to himself: "We must let you join the Avengers. People like you must be in our camp!"