Downey subconsciously wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, he felt that he might be able to use this opportunity to severely screw S.H.I.E.L.D., if his guess was correct. He took the document as if nothing had happened and quickly flipped through it.
Fury picked up a cup of tea, blew on it gently, and took a sip, his movements and expression very professional.
Tang Ni's eyelids twitched subconsciously: "You have tea leaves with you?"
Fury said he found it on the table in Downey's house.
"I'm warning you, don't touch my stuff. Otherwise, I won't be polite. If you just walk into my house and rummage through my things, I'll definitely be furious next time!" Donnie cursed. He didn't know why, but he just wanted to get angry right now. The slightest thing would make him angry, let alone Fury's unauthorized decision. He scratched his head subconsciously... and then he got even angrier.
Fury agreed, thinking in his heart that this test was not in vain. It seems that Tony is not the kind of person who doesn't care about anything as he appears to be. At least this house is still something he cares about in his heart.
As expected, Donny, who still has ties, is more reassuring.
Donnie continued to flip through the information, his brow furrowing ever deeper. Sure enough, the target woman was exactly who he'd suspected. No wonder S.H.I.E.L.D. wouldn't act rashly.
"She didn't hesitate to find an outsider like me... Let me guess, you've suffered a great loss at her hands, right? Maybe more than once." Donny threw the information on the table and poured himself a cup of tea.
According to S.H.I.E.L.D.'s nature, the more powerful someone is, the more they'll attract their interest. On the other hand, if you have some special abilities, but they're weak, they'll just monitor you regularly and won't easily interfere with your private life unless you're committing any crimes.
Anyone who dares to cause trouble in front of that woman is simply courting death. Not to mention that she has a bad temper and would be surprised if she didn't beat the SHIELD people into a pulp...
"No, we are just observing. The power of S.H.I.E.L.D. is beyond your imagination." Fury remained calm, sitting with his arms and legs crossed, confident in his thinking, as if he only regarded this mission as a brick to get closer to Downey.
Donnie sneered, increasingly tired of hiding his emotions in front of Fury. Observing? If he was observing, why were they even looking for him? Would S.H.I.E.L.D. hand over confidential matters to outsiders?
After much deliberation, Downey finally accepted the commission because the reward offered by Fury was too tempting, $3 million, which was already an astonishing figure for him. Downey was shocked by the generosity of S.H.I.E.L.D.
"Looks like you guys got beaten up really badly," Donnie said sarcastically.
Fury's eyes twitched. The past was too painful to recall. How many people were sent there and how many were beaten? It was a tragedy. That woman was ridiculously strong.
After sitting for a while, Fury finally stood up and said goodbye. Donnie was eager for him to leave.
"Are you leaving? Why don't you sit for a while? There's no need to leave in such a hurry." Tony was polite with a forced smile, wishing Fury would get out of here as soon as possible.
So Fury sat down again, with a playful look on his face, and continued to drink his tea.
Donnie cursed in a low voice, "The old man is shameless!" He was so angry that he had a headache. He subconsciously rubbed his head, which was smooth... This gave him an even bigger headache, and he was almost angry to death this time.
Fury drank his tea slowly, completely lacking the decisiveness with which he had handled the paperwork a moment earlier. The most infuriating thing was that he even carefully ate a few remaining tea leaves, shaking his head as if savoring the aroma. This made Donnie furious, and he immediately urged him to leave.
Fury finally decided to leave, and this time he meant it for real. If he stayed and caused trouble again, it would really make Donnie angry.
"Slow down! Where is the reward? Pay me your reward quickly!" Donny was shameless and directly asked for money. He could get the money first and then work hard. As for when to complete the task? It would be strange if Donny dared to go. After all, the aunt has died for more than a hundred years. That little temper is really... She got angry and even Clark, Superman, was beaten down by her.
It's so scary.
"Your rewards are all outside, paid in kind." Fury pointed to two vehicles outside. "The first vehicle is loaded with two boxes of silver bullets and a box of ultraviolet grenades. These should be what you need most. The other vehicle is loaded with a batch of titanium alloy, which is the latest alloy produced by Stark Industries and should suit your taste."
Routines, all routines...
Donny watched Fury drive away in a leisurely manner, and a group of black-clad agents also left in a hurry. The place that had been bustling for a long time became deserted in an instant.
Donny was being tricked, and he was certain of this. He provided him with a large number of weapons to help him fight vampires and clean up the mess for S.H.I.E.L.D., and then conveniently gave him a mission to strengthen his relationship with him while allowing Donny to act as their spy to test the target's true strength. What does it mean to make the sheep pay for the wool...
Capitalists are evil, and SHIELD is even more evil than capitalists.
With the documents in his hand, Donnie had already begun planning how to take advantage of this opportunity to severely undermine S.H.I.E.L.D. He had to completely turn the target boss's fire on S.H.I.E.L.D. As he thought about it, Donnie was so happy that he ran out to see his new weapon.
He wasn't too worried about himself; he had Quicksilver as his thug! With his incredible speed, Quicksilver alone could crush those vampires to death. There was no need for him to be so serious; he had a very reliable and powerful helper.
His only remaining cell phone rang at an inopportune moment. It was Fury, who had recently left. Fury officially informed him that according to satellite surveillance footage, Pietro seemed to have gone straight to the East Asian continent just to get a meal...
For some reason, Donnie suddenly felt so tired he didn't even have the energy to get angry. The old bartender at the door had woken up, carrying his bottle and continuing to drink. He was so drunk he burst into song, his voice so off-key and exaggerated it was unbearable to listen to. The neighbors, who were sleeping, woke up, threw open their windows, and started cursing. The old bartender's song only got louder.
Donnie slumped on the sofa, holding his head in pain. When he touched the bare area, he felt even more tired and exhausted.
There wasn't even a single reliable person around him, so he had to roll up his sleeves and do everything himself, which was exhausting. He even suspected that this was intentional on Fury's part, encouraging him to join S.H.I.E.L.D. for convenience.
Donnie silently memorized the special team's plan. His most pressing task was to resolve the threat posed by the vampires; they wouldn't let him off easily. Deacon, the ambitious man, was also plotting something, and he had to get involved no matter what. He was also obsessed with robbing the vampires of valuables: gold, jewelry, anything valuable. He was nearly broke, feeling completely short of money.