Nick Fury subconsciously touched his eye patch, then said expressionlessly: "I have many ways to regain it, but it is not my eye after all, and I have no intention of giving it up."
Indeed, with the vast resources of SHIELD, if he wanted to regain an 'eye' that could see, he could have replaced it long ago, but in fact, he refused and has been in charge of SHIELD in this way, so Dio's proposal only caused a slight ripple in his heart, but that was all.
"No, I don't mean an artificial eye or an electronic eye. I mean an eye that is exactly the same as the one on your right. There will be no rejection and no need to worry about surgery."
Dio wasn't sure if there was any technology capable of completing an eye transplant in the Marvel world, but there were quite a few prosthetic eyes and electronic eyes.
So he guessed that Nick Fury didn't want to regain the sight in his left eye, but didn't want to transplant that kind of thing and make himself look like a freak.
However, the [Golden Experience] can ignore these and repair them as easily as installing spare parts, which is so simple that it leaves you speechless.
"What's the price?" Nick Fury said after looking at him deeply.
"I think the eyes of the director of SHIELD are worth at least 10 million US dollars, right?" Dio said a sky-high price while chatting and laughing!
He was not so kind as to treat the black-salted egg's eyes for free. In fact, he had never thought of using the [Gold Experience] experience card to make money before. Maybe when he really drew this substitute, he would consider it, but now every minute of usage time was extremely precious to him. The reason why he took the initiative to mention this ability was just to increase his weight so that he could have some initiative in the subsequent negotiations.
When facing a huge force like S.H.I.E.L.D., it is useless to just show weakness. The result will be just like what happened just now, being completely eaten up. If Dio had not shown such powerful strength just now, how could Nick Fury be sitting here at this moment, wasting his time on a "little man" like him.
In other words, without enough chips, you are not even qualified to sit at the table!
"Ten million? This eye is so valuable..."
Nick Fury suddenly laughed. In his eyes, was 10 million really a lot? The funds he had signed alone amounted to at least tens of billions of dollars, but he would never use the money to profit himself.
"When you have 10 million, I may sell you this eye. If you are interested, please contact me."
Without bargaining, he simply dropped the topic and did not bother to find out whether what Dio said was true or false.
Dio immediately looked up to Nick Fury because of his awareness. Not everyone can maintain a normal mentality or even remain unmoved when facing such temptation. He underestimated this man.
Of course, this refusal may also be due to distrust of Dio. No one knows the true value of his eye except himself.
Ten million
Still a little less!
"When I really have too much money to spend, I'll consider it." Dior ended the topic half-seriously.
At the same time, both Nick Fury and Dio regarded each other as someone who was very difficult to deal with and not easy to fool...
After this verbal confrontation, Dio was extremely tired, and he didn't want to stay here any longer, so he stood up and said, "It seems that the willingness to cooperate is difficult to reach. I think I should go back. There are many guests waiting for me to entertain tomorrow. By the way, I don't need to bother you to see me off on the way back. After all, I am a timid person. I don't want to be shot down as soon as I fly into the sky. Please stay, everyone."
After he finished speaking, he picked up the briefcase containing the $200,000 and left along the same route he came. During the entire process, Nick Fury was like an old monk in meditation, motionless and silent, which made Natasha feel particularly strange. This was not like the director she had in mind.
"Are we just going to let him go like this?" Natasha asked casually. In fact, she was the one who least wanted to see the situation develop into an armed conflict. Only by experiencing it personally could one know how terrifying the other party was, and this kind of battle was meaningless at all.
Then suddenly, Natasha was also stunned and closed her mouth in silence.
The pistol that Nick Fury used for self-defense was being dismembered at this moment. No, it might not be quite appropriate to say dismembered. In the eyes of Nick Fury and Natasha, the pistol floating in the air seemed to be being crushed into pieces bit by bit...
This is Dio’s last warning before leaving!
What would happen if this kind of force hit a person's body
No wonder the director remained silent from beginning to end...
Natasha understood immediately, and her right hand moved downwards little by little. Facing this invisible monster, only the gun could make her feel a little more at ease.
"do not move!"
"Um?"
Nick Fury suddenly shouted in a low voice, and Natasha was a little confused.
"It's staring at you. Don't make any dangerous moves. Put your hands down and slowly..."
Although she was a step slower than Nick Fury, Natasha immediately sensed the sense of crisis surrounding her, so she followed the director's instructions and slowly placed her hands in a visible position in front of her.
The creepy feeling immediately eased, and at this time the entire remnant of the gun had fallen on the table in front of them.
Through the communication of the [World], Dio, who was hiding in the corner, no more than ten meters away from it, suddenly smiled, and then ignored the various strange looks from everyone around him, and walked outside with his head held high. No one dared to stop him!
The scene returns to Nick Fury. The air in the entire lounge is exceptionally quiet. Nick Fury and Natasha have maintained their previous posture, not daring to move at all. Fortunately, such a predicament cannot stump experienced legendary agents like them. They can hold on for another hour. It's just that the feeling of fighting wits and courage with the air is really bad, especially the various strange looks from those uninformed people, which makes people depressed. But the two of them can't say it.
"What's wrong, Chief?"
"I don't know. Maybe he's thinking about something."
"Then let's go quickly and don't disturb them."
A few minutes later, an agent hesitated for a long time before coming forward to report: "Director, the gentleman who just left asked me to bring you a message, saying... ...Don't look anymore, he's gone."