Although Russell looked kind-hearted now, Coulson felt an inexplicable pressure that was beyond words.
What Russell said was not very direct, but there was no shortage of threats in his words.
Can you give it a try?
This doesn't sound like much.
But Coulson can guarantee that if they really try, SHIELD will soon face Russell's crazy attack.
This guy is crazy!
His title, Mad Traveler, speaks volumes.
"Since Mr. Bradley you are not willing to sell the armor and related data, we will not force it."
"But... Hulk, should you leave it to us?"
Coulson said with a smile as if he didn't feel threatened by Russell at all.
"Why should I give Hulk to you?"
Russell asked rhetorically.
"The Hulk is a prominent fugitive wanted by the government for stealing military secrets and for allegedly killing two scientists, a military officer, an Idaho State Trooper, and two Canadian hunters."
"Mr. Bradley, you once assisted General Ross in capturing the Hulk. You don't know this, right?"
Coulson said calmly.
"Then what?" Russell continued to ask.
"Then?"
Coulson didn't expect that when he had already said it so straightforwardly, Russell would still ask.
However, he is an experienced S.H.I.E.L.D. agent after all.
After only thinking for a second or two, he continued: "He is also suspected of attacking military troops at Culver University. As for what he did yesterday, I don't need to say anything!"
When Coulson finished speaking, Russell suddenly laughed.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"
"Agent Coulson, I thought you were pretty good. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been able to become the director of SHIELD's New York branch."
Hearing this, Coulson had some bad premonitions.
Sure enough, Russell continued: "First of all, the person wanted by the US government is Dr. Bruce Banner. If you don't remember what Dr. Banner looks like, I can provide you with his photo for free."
"Secondly, you said that Hulk attacked military troops at Culver University. If I remember correctly, no American soldiers were injured at that time because of Hulk."
"By the way, the only American soldier killed in action was Emil Blonsky."
"I killed him. I crushed his head with my own hands in front of General Ross."
"If you want to use this excuse to capture Hulk, I suggest you contact your superior to see if he supports you in offending me and General Ross at the same time."
"Finally, Hulk did do some things yesterday that endangered ordinary people and damaged public facilities. He also resisted arrest and assaulted the police, but this has nothing to do with your SHIELD."
"Even if you want to prosecute the Hulk, that's a matter for the New York Police Department. Your S.H.I.E.L.D.'s responsibilities and authority don't include this!"
"So, Director Coulson of SHIELD's New York branch, please tell me, what qualifications do you have to ask me to hand over the Hulk!"
Russell didn't give Coulson any face and said directly.
On the surface, S.H.I.E.L.D. is indeed a behemoth, supported by the five major... five permanent members of the United Nations.
But upon closer inspection, S.H.I.E.L.D.’s authority is far less than it seems on the surface.
Not to mention other countries.
In the United States alone, there are more than one or two official organizations responsible for S.H.I.E.L.D.
For example, FBI, CIA, National Security Agency, Pentagon, etc.
Power is a piece of cake!
If some people take more, others will naturally take less.
Conceptually speaking, SHIELD is not doing anything wrong.
Maintain world peace, guard against major threats, and protect this fragile blue planet.
But the problem is that their hands are inserted a little too long.
No department likes other departments reaching out to take away their rights.
If there really is such a department, it only shows that this department itself is a department with little power.
"Mr. Bradley, we have never intended to be enemies with you, nor have we done anything to infringe on your interests. You don't need to be so hostile to us."
"If you misunderstood something, I can explain it!"
Until now, Coulson couldn't figure out why Russell was so obviously hostile to SHIELD.
Although it is normal for him as a killer not to like official institutions.
But it's obvious that Russell's dislike for SHIELD goes beyond the normal range, as if they are enemies who have been at odds for many years.
"You don't have any plans to be my enemy?"
"Director Coulson, if you don't even believe it yourself, it's better to say less."
"I'll leave the words here. I won't sell the armor, not even a single screw!"
"Hulk, I won't hand it over either!"
"If you want to play, I will accompany you to the end!"
The result of Coulson and Russell's second meeting was no different from the last time. They still came away empty-handed.
Forehead……
Strictly speaking, he did not return empty-handed.
At least he knew that Russell didn't hate SHIELD in general.
When Coulson left, Russell put on Endobiosis-1, left the office, and flew toward the manufacturing plant.
When he arrived at the factory, Hulk had just finished his breakfast, which lasted for more than an hour. He was holding a small iron bucket originally used to hold ice cubes and pouring tons of wine into his mouth.
After seeing Russell's arrival, Hulk stood up with a happy face and trotted towards him.
Then, he handed the small iron bucket with fingerprints in his hand to Russell.
"I'd better use a cup!"
Russell glanced at the iron bucket in Hulk's hand and said quickly.
The room where Hulk currently lives was originally a workshop for processing the outer defensive armor of the Zaku armor.
No. 3 temporarily transformed this place into Hulk's room.
After arriving at the mountain of wine bottles that were piled up like a hill, Russell did not let the robotic arm in the room help him open the wine and picked a bottle by himself.
This robotic arm was specially obtained by No. 3 to help Hulk open and pour wine.
Hulk's palm and strength were too strong, and it was too difficult for him to open the wine himself.
After taking a sip of the whiskey in the glass, Russell waved to Hulk next to him and asked him to come to him.
Then, he said to Hulk, who was nearly three meters tall and smelled of alcohol all over his body: "Hulk, do you want to be a beloved superhero?"
"Super hero?"
Hulk took a moment to understand what being a superhero meant.
"Hulk wants to be a hero, Hulk wants to be loved by others, Hulk wants to be respected!"
After hearing Hulk's answer, Russell showed a satisfied smile.
Although Hulk is not his opponent, the best way to make Hulk obey is not to convince people with reason, but to let him do it from the heart.
Otherwise, even if he is beaten down, he will not be obedient.
