Chapter 745: SHIELD Is Too Strict, Frank Is Eager for Revenge (1/2)

"Does it take so long?" Nick Fury was not satisfied with the time it took. What if he had any accident during this period of time? Wouldn't the prepaid materials be cheap for Aaron?

"This is already fast." Aaron said easily. Anyway, the final right of interpretation was in his hands. He was bullying SHIELD for not understanding the market.

"Are there only these three types?" Nick Fury asked again.

"Yes." Aaron said without blushing, "The specific effect depends on the value of the raw materials you provide."

Huh!

Nick Fury took a deep breath. He was helpless against Aaron's blatant blackmail.

"I've seen the attack and defense types, so what are the effects of the space type?"

"It's like carrying a pocket that no one else can see." Aaron rubbed the silver-white ring on his left thumb, "For example, this one of mine is like a box. Things that are usually inconvenient to carry can be placed in it and taken out when needed."

Nick Fury raised his eyebrows, "Including dangerous items such as weapons and ammunition?"

"Of course, clothes, food, data files, and even transportation can be placed in it. It is really a must-have artifact for home travel, murder and robbery."

"Are there any flaws?"

"Yes." Aaron nodded, "First, it cannot exceed its capacity, secondly, it cannot contain things that disrupt spatial power, and finally, it cannot accommodate living things."

Nick Fury pondered for a moment, "I'll reserve one."

"What to exchange?"

"It depends on your sincerity." Aaron said indifferently, and at the same time added in his heart, 'It also depends on my mood. ’

Nick Fury's mouth twitched, and he continued: "I still need a defensive magic weapon."

"No problem, which one should I make first?"

"Defensive magic weapon."

"Pay the materials first, and you can come to me to pick up the goods in a year.

What do you want to make? Clothes, necklaces or..."

"Eye mask." Nick Fury pointed at his eye mask and said, "Is it okay?"

"Well..." Aaron hesitated for a few seconds in embarrassment, "It's not impossible, but I always feel a little awkward."

"Eye masks are the least likely to arouse suspicion."

"Only these two?"

"S.H.I.E.L.D. is not as rich as you think." Nick Fury said speechlessly. He wanted to equip all his agents with a set of equipment, but he didn't have the strength.

Aaron's asking price cannot be simply measured by money, and the words "it depends on your sincerity" are very abstract, and he has no way to grasp the specific price.

More importantly, it takes too long, and the agents can't wait at all, and they can't afford to lose.

"That..." Coulson hesitated, "We came here today, in addition to the new transaction, there is another thing, the treasure given to you by Odin..."

"What? Do you want to rob it?"

"Not really."

"Then you have to buy it. Sorry, it's not for sale."

"No, we just want to do a simple registration." Coulson said gently, "You know what the responsibilities of SHIELD are. I think we have the right to know what the treasure is, what it does, and whether it is dangerous."

Aaron was silent for a few seconds, pretending to rub the space ring on his left thumb, and the Ice Box suddenly appeared on the coffee table.

Nick Fury was stunned for a moment, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. The function of the space magic weapon seemed to be much more convenient than he thought.

Coming back to his senses, he looked at the blue glow on the table, "Is this the treasure?"

"The Ice Box, the treasure of the Frost Giants, its ice energy can even return the Earth to the Ice Age."

"What?"

Nick Fury was shocked, and Coulson was also stunned.

How could this be a treasure? Isn't this a pure time bomb, and it can drag all of humanity down with it if you are not careful.

"Well... don't worry too much, only the Frost Giants can mobilize the energy inside.

For ordinary people, this is just a pure natural air conditioner."

"Even if you say so..." Coulson smiled bitterly, and then said seriously: "Aaron, you may not be happy to hear me say this, but I sincerely suggest that you hand over the Ice Box to SHIELD for safekeeping."

"Tsk!" Aaron curled his lips in disapproval, "You SHIELD are very broad-minded!

Nuclear bombs can still destroy the world, why don't you control all the nuclear bombs in the world?"

"You know it's different."

"The Ice Box is safe in my hands, but if it goes to SHIELD..." Aaron looked at Nick Fury meaningfully, "I'm afraid some people will think about how to study and use it, so the possibility of it getting out of control will be greater!"

Nick Fury was seen as a little guilty, because he did have such thoughts, although not many.

But on the surface he still pretended to be calm and angry, "SHIELD knows the limits, and the Ice Box will be sealed forever."

"Really?" Aaron disagreed. "Director Fury, please tell me, do you have someone above you?"

"What do you want to say?"

"As long as you have someone above you, your promise is meaningless.

You can control your own ambitions, but the people above you may not be able to control them. Can you stop them from studying the Ice Box?"

"I can stop them." Nick Fury said without hesitation. He has been the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. for so many years, and he still has the confidence to refuse.

"Beautiful, you are worthy of being the world's biggest spy chief." Aaron clapped his hands and changed the subject: "What about after you die?

Can you guarantee that no one will take it after you die?"

Nick Fury was speechless for a moment, "Then can you guarantee that it is safe in your hands?"

"I can guarantee it." Aaron said very easily, without any psychological burden, "On the one hand, I have no one above me, and on the other hand, the Ice Box was given to me by the God King of Asgard.

If anyone is tired of living and wants to challenge the majesty of the God King, you can try to grab one."

Nick Fury and Coulson looked at each other, can you still play like this?

"What about after you die?" Coulson asked with a smile, "Don't get me wrong, I'm just curious about how you plan to arrange things after you die."

"Why should I arrange it?" Aaron asked back, "After I die, I don't care if there is a flood or the end of the world. It has nothing to do with me."

Colson:......

Sure enough, I shouldn't have any expectations on this guy.

......

A few days later, the materials from SHIELD were delivered.

Aaron raised his eyebrows unconsciously after receiving them. He had said "see sincerity" before, which meant to embarrass Nick Fury, but he didn't expect that he was really willing to spend a lot of money!

In front of him were two brick-sized silver-white metals, one was vibranium and the other was adamantium.

Both metals are very rare and priceless, more expensive than gold.

"You are really sincere, so I can't be stingy." Aaron chuckled and immediately used the cutting spell to divide the vibranium into two parts according to 1:9.

One tenth of it was for Nick Fury to refine defensive magic tools and space magic tools, and the other nine tenths of vibranium and a whole piece of adamantium were his hard work fees, which could be used to make alchemical bullets.

This was a conscientious performance. Originally, he only planned to buy some materials at a roadside stall.

After putting away the vibranium and adamantium, Aaron turned and walked into the pharmacy. His first task was to refine a better defensive magic weapon for himself.

A few hours later, Aaron came to the main hall, wearing a bracelet composed of three white and round moonstones on his right wrist, with dense runes and magic arrays gathering brilliance inside.

The first production took a long time, but after having the corresponding production experience, the work efficiency was several times faster than before, and the defensive magic weapon could be completed in ten days or half a month at most.

After stretching, Aaron opened his mobile phone and checked the news.

This is the fastest way to understand the world. The reporter's sense of smell for new things will always be shown in the news at the first time.

'A large number of guns were found near the Hudson River... Gang fights... Wilson Fisk called on people from all walks of life to develop Hell's Kitchen...'

"Wilson Fisk? Standing on the stage?" Aaron thought of the fat man who had come here to eat once before, and shook his head with emotion.

Since a gangster has decided to appear in the public eye, it can only mean that he has made preparations, but this has nothing to do with him.

At this time, a strong man in a black jacket walked in, his eyes calm but with deep melancholy.

"Do you need anything?" Aaron asked.

"I need some medicine, you have it here."

"It seems that someone has told you the effect of my medicine." Aaron raised his eyebrows and said, "But I don't care about this. What you want is on the medicine shelf.

You can buy a bottle anyway, just put the money on the table."

The strong man didn't say anything, but just took the medicine and paid silently. He paused when he walked out of the door, "You can also tell fortunes here, right? I heard that the accuracy rate is not low."

"The fee is not low either."

"I know." He put the briefcase he brought with him in front of Aaron, unzipped it to reveal the full banknotes, "It's about three million."

Aaron blinked, and then He gestured to invite her in, "The door is over there."

"If it's not enough..."

"First of all, the money I collect must be clean, but the blood smell on your money has not yet dissipated!" Aaron said lightly, "I don't know which unlucky guy you robbed, and I don't care whether this unlucky guy deserves it, but I hate the trouble that will come.

Millions of stolen money! They will chase me to my store, recover the money and kill me at the same time.

Secondly, you are a lone wolf, and your problem must be serious, otherwise you wouldn't use divination to find the answer.

If I help you, some of your troubles will be transferred to me."

Hearing this, the sturdy man unconsciously clenched his fist, but loosened it powerlessly after a few seconds.

He said nothing, zipped up his bag, turned around and walked out the door.

"Tell me!" Aaron sighed lightly, "Since you didn't force me with tough means, I can give you a chance."

The sturdy man paused, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, but then it was replaced by pain.

"First of all, what's your name?"

"Frank Custer."

"Who asked you to come to me? Only if you tell me this will I consider fortune-telling for you." Aaron said half-jokingly, "You don't have to say it, but I should be able to guess it.

After all, there are only a few people who know my fortune-telling level. Wilson Fisk, you and him should not have any intersection, Tony Stark, he won't care at all..."

"S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick Fury." Frank interrupted.

"Sure enough." Aaron sneered, not surprised at all, "I guess, he must have made some deal with you, right?"

"I'll get the information I want, and then finish my own business.

If I'm still alive after this, I'll work for SHIELD."

"Haha! As expected of the head of the secret service, this skill of getting something for nothing is really extraordinary!"

"I have nowhere to go after this, SHIELD may be a good choice."

"Nick Fury thinks highly of you!" Aaron touched his chin and thought for a while, "I can tell fortunes for you, but there are conditions."

"You say."

"Don't go to SHIELD."

Frank was stunned, "But..."

"I didn't ask you Breaking the promise means that you can work for SHIELD, but when I ask you to leave, you must leave.

Believe me, it's not a good place. Nick Fury will definitely make you do many inexplicable and dangerous jobs. "

"I promise."

"Very good, you can tell me about your experience."

"I served in the Marine Corps. One day I came home and found that my wife and children were all killed. I want to find the murderer who killed them."

"You are on the road of revenge now, right?"

"I killed a lot of people." Frank lowered his head, "I only kill guilty people, regardless of gender, age, no one is innocent, but I know I haven't found the real target."

Da! Da! Da!

Aaron knocked on the table. After more than ten seconds, he looked into Frank's eyes and showed a mysterious smile.

"I want to add another condition."

"What condition?"

"I can tell you after divination." Aaron smiled, and then put the crystal ball on the table.

Through the layers of fog, he saw what Frank did, what happened to his family in the past, and the causes and consequences of everything.

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Aaron smacked his lips, "Respectable, pathetic, and pitiful.

Not bad, I admire you a little."

"Tell me the result of the divination."

"Confusing people, your family died tragically for such a ridiculous reason."

"Who is it?"

"This brings me to my second condition." Aaron said meaningfully, "What can you pay for revenge?"

Frank was silent for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Everything, everything of mine."

"Very good, I am very satisfied with this answer.

I can make sure you kill every one of your enemies, but your life and soul must belong to me."

Hearing this, Frank's pupils trembled violently, and fear surged from the bottom of his heart and instantly spread throughout his body.

He subconsciously wanted to stand up, but thinking of his wife and children who died tragically, he forcibly controlled his trembling body, "Who are you?"