In autumn in New York, the morning wind blows the yellow leaves, and the glass windows are covered with a layer of white mist, and the light enters the apartment through the haze.
Someone rang the doorbell outside the house, and Peter went to open the door. Outside the door was Nick Fury, Director of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Nick Fury has become slightly older, with some easily noticeable wrinkles on his face, and his waist is not as straight as before, but his eyes are still sharp, revealing a ruthless look, as if he is looking at anyone It's all under review.
"Would you like me to come in and sit down?" Nick Fury said with a hearty smile.
Without waiting for Peter to accept or refuse, he walked into the apartment on his own and sat down on the sofa unceremoniously, as if he was not a welcome visitor.
Despite this, Peter poured him a cup of strong hot tea, which is the most basic way of hospitality as a host.
Fury tasted the hot tea calmly and asked Peter to bring him some biscuits for tea.
Facing this enigmatic director of S.H.I.E.L.D., Peter had to cheer up. He knew that Nick Fury was far more dangerous than he seemed.
Just the fact that he formed the Avengers without superpowers is enough to prove his superiority.
"Peter, I've heard that you did a great job bringing hell to Hell's Kitchen. The Kingpin has always been a cancer in New York City that cannot be cured. What you did can't be said to be a complete resection surgery, but it can also be regarded as a chemotherapy." ”
"I heard that many of the arrested gangsters are high-level members of the underworld gangs. It feels good to bring the bad guys to justice, doesn't it?"
His tone was high and condescending, like a leader instructing his subordinates to work, and then he continued: "But I must say, it will definitely not be a wise choice for you to take in that alien symbiote."
Peter realized that Nick Fury was here for the ink symbiote.
Ink was originally a symbiote captured by the Department of National Security, and later sold to Professor Lizard.
The relationship between the Department of National Security and S.H.I.E.L.D. is very complicated. They both share a part of the responsibility of protecting the United States, but they pull each other back in terms of interests and power.
They are people who don't like each other, but can reluctantly cooperate at critical moments.
Of course at less critical times, like now, the power struggle begins.
Agents of the Department of National Security secretly traffic in extraterrestrial life, which is equivalent to committing a taboo in the industry, and Nick Fury, director of SHIELD, is now planning to use this matter to bring down the Department of National Security.
Peter replied calmly: "Maybe."
Fury heard the reluctance in his tone and frowned: "Give it to me. I will use it to apply for more funding support from the government. SHIELD needs money."
Peter shook his head and said, "I guess I'm going to have to turn you down, Director Fury."
Nick was stunned for a moment, staring straight at Peter with his sharp single eye, and said, "You are also an Avenger, why not?"
Having only one eye does not affect Nick Fury's powerful aura at all.
But facing the menacing Nick Fury, Peter was not afraid: "I am an Avenger, so I have done enough for this world. We should save this world more than twenty-seven times. This is enough. You can't To force me to give everything because I am an Avenger is undemocratic."
His attitude is very firm. Although the origin of the ink symbiote is unknown, it has nothing to do with me, Peter Parker. I picked it up in the sewer.
There is no US law that prohibits picking up things in sewers.
Nick Fury said coldly: "Sorry, Peter. This is exactly American democracy. If you don't hand over the symbiote, I'm afraid we will have to use sonic weapons to force it out."
"The eardrums may hurt a little, but they won't hurt you."
Nick Fury pressed the button in his pocket and expected Peter to pull some slimy tentacles out of his body until they were completely separated and split in two, like taking off a piece of melted clothing.
But there was no movement, nothing happened.
Peter smiled and said, "Are you trying to turn on the loudspeaker machine installed on the roof of my apartment building? I'm afraid it has been gnawed by rats. After all, there has always been a rat problem on this street."
Nick Fury scowled, knowing that there was no rat at all.
That kind of sophisticated weapon can be used safely even on a battlefield with harsh environment. How could it be eaten by rats when it comes to Peter Parker's apartment.
It must be Peter's fault.
"what have you done?"
"It didn't do anything, it's just that the symbiote is more curious."
Just after Nick Fury entered, Peter Parker's Spider-Sense sensed a dangerous signal directly above him, so he sent Ink to check it out.
Although Mo Mo didn't know much about human technology, as soon as he saw someone sneakily loading things on the rooftop, he immediately knew that they had evil intentions.
So he knocked them all down, and violently dismantled the expensive sonic weapon, which was now completely reduced to useless scrap metal.
"What if I get SHIELD agents here?" Nick Fury threatened.
Peter did not accept the threat: "You know what the result will be. Unless you can get Captain America to come in person, but I think you have already tried, and he did not agree to you."
Nick Fury did give orders to Steve, but even he couldn't control Captain America to do things he didn't want to do, and this was exactly one of them.
Steve was tired of swinging his fist at his friends, preferring to save his strength to snap off Hydra's head.
Peter knew he was right when he saw Nick Fury's expression. Steve chose to stand on his side. He was still the Captain America who firmly defended freedom.
He wanted to have a good drink with Steve next time they met, for the sake of their friendship.
At this time, Nick Fury was still hesitating whether to order the strategic team ambushing outside to rush in, even though it might mean a futile effort.
Seeing Peter enjoying hot tea calmly and without any panic, Nick Fury knew what the result would be.
A team of heavily armed agents can't do anything to Spider-Man, and neither can two teams.
So he simply gave up the action and sat back on the sofa to drink tea: "Peter, I'm actually very happy to see you become Spider-Man again. New York needs a down-to-earth hero like you and a friendly neighborhood Spider-Man."
"I know."
Nick Fury continued: "You should know that in the position of director of SHIELD, I face pressure from all aspects, so sometimes I am unable to make some correct decisions."
When talking about the right decision, Nick Fury flexed his two fingers to put quotation marks around the word.
Peter responded as always: "I know."
Nick Fury wanted to say something more, but Peter didn't want to hear it. He said, "Drink tea. After drinking this cup of tea, take your men and garbage and leave."
For a moment, Fury was speechless and didn't know how to break the awkward atmosphere. He could only pick up the empty teacup and pretend to drink tea as if nothing had happened.
Before leaving, Peter reminded Fury: "I don't mind if you arrange agents to monitor me at the door of my apartment, but there is a premise that it cannot affect my life, understand?"
Nick Fury nodded: "Of course, they are all professional agents."
Peter retorted: "No, they are not professional, they pretend to be vendors and the food they make is terrible."
