If he knew about Mr. Norman, he would never mind having his blood studied!"

When Nick Fury said this, he seemed to be fighting for benefits for Norman Osborn.

"Huh? Are you serious? Do you dare to swear with your intact eye that Steve will agree to you studying his blood?"

"I swear……"

"Wait, just talking is useless. I have a contract here, the technology I learned from the devil. Nick Fury, do you dare to sign your name on it?"

"Can!"

Nick Fury took out a pen from nowhere and looked like he was going to sign immediately.

"Wait a moment, I haven't finished speaking yet.

Just the one about Steve 'definitely' letting you study his blood.

Of course, ‘Steve’ refers to the one we all know?

Mr. Steve Rogers, who once served as Captain America, is now a Nephalem and a Crusader by profession.

His lover is Ms. Peggy Carter, the founder of SHIELD. With all due respect, Ms. Carter is still your immediate boss."

Constantine stated a series of qualifications.

Well, it should be said to be a supplementary explanation.

After all, if Nick Fury found a guy named Steve, he would have found a loophole in the contract.

When it comes to exploiting vulnerabilities, Constantine is the expert. Even the devils in the past cannot defeat him.

Things like selling his soul to three families are what made him famous.

What Constantine said turned into words and appeared on the contract, and then Constantine pushed the contract in the direction of Nick Fury.

The pen in Nick Fury's hand hit the table and broke the nib.

"Well, that's obviously not his intention."

Constantine spread his hands and spoke to Norman Osborne.

"This contract...fuck! Why is there a thorn in it!"

Nick Fury reached out and took the contract, and then found that his blood was dripping on it.

Mephisto, who likes to talk business, likes to play tricks, and the effectiveness of his blood is much stronger than before...

"I really didn't expect that Nick Fury would actually dare to sign this contract. I'm impressed by you~

mu~ma!”

A blowing kiss, coupled with Nick Fury's ugly face.

This negotiation cannot be said to be a battle of brain capacity, but a battle about the bottom line and the bottom line.

It wasn't until this moment that Nick Fury truly realized that the guy in front of him was no longer the bastard he could easily kill before.

“Amazing!”

Norman Osborne let out a long breath!

Is the struggle between old sluts and stinky gangsters the mainstream among these agents?

Norman Osborn began to doubt whether he was qualified to serve as Director of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Chapter completed!