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Chapter 50 A Hammer Fell From the Sky

"Nick Fury, you'd better be grateful and not forget my help. Remember to pay me back, understand?"

Xia Ling's voice came through the phone, loud and clear, indicating that the black-faced man understood her meaning.

"Yes, Chief, I will never forget your kindness!"

As Nick Fury spoke, tears streamed uncontrollably from his single eye, as if Xia Ling had truly given him a second life.

Even though Xia Ling wasn't there, Nick Fury still made a show of it.

It has to be said, no wonder he was able to become the director of Hydra and S.H.I.E.L.D. before. With acting skills like that, how could Alexander Pierce not be confused?

"If taking care of the cotton on the farm results in a bumper harvest, then I might consider transferring you back to the bureau. As someone with chocolate skin, I believe you have a talent for this, understand?"

"Understood, understood, Director. I will definitely take good care of your cotton plants; this year will surely be a bumper harvest!"

Nick Fury bowed and scraped, behaving as obediently as if he were the most important person in the world.

After ending the call with Xia Ling, Nick Fury's face immediately fell, and he clenched his fists.

If he could, he really wanted to beat Xia Ling up.

Back then, he was so powerful, commanding tens of thousands of agents, and was incredibly influential.

He owns houses all over the world, drives luxury cars, and has taken out loans to finance three space carriers.

Although it is still under construction, once it is completed, there will surely be one that will be fortunate enough to become his vehicle.

But what about now?

Everything is gone. That guy surnamed Xia took it all!

He gets up earlier than the chickens, sleeps later than the dogs, eats worse than the pigs, and works more than the oxen!

He arranged the entire wedding, approved the plans, and embezzled the money. They were about to consummate their marriage when, at this crucial moment, the groom was replaced. Can you believe how infuriating that is?

There was nothing he could do; things had already come to this point, and there was no way to resist. Frank had already been implicated.

I heard he's gotten much better recently, but he still can't get out of bed. He's really a burden on his brother.

Xia Ling even sent his former confidant to steal his pager, but he could only pretend not to notice and let Coulson steal it.

There was no other way; everyone already knew, yet they were still being so blatant. How could I not back down?

Now, all we can do is build the farm and hope that Director Xia will occasionally have a conscience and keep his word.

That way, even as the king of spies, he would still have something to rely on, and his later years wouldn't be so bleak.

Otherwise, without a pension, I would have no choice but to resort to scavenging for garbage.

The thought of the thriving cotton plants brought a smile to Nick Fury's dark face.

Those aren't cotton; they're his biggest guarantee for getting back into S.H.I.E.L.D.!

As long as the cotton grows and there's a good cotton harvest, everything will be alright, everything.

"Boom!!!"

As Nick Fury was envisioning the future, a deafening explosion snapped him back to reality. He turned and ran out of the room.

Flames shot into the sky, and smoke billowed everywhere. The once lush green cotton field was now a sea of ​​fire, a scene that stung his eyes like a nightmare.

Oh no, how am I supposed to compensate Xia Ling now? Even if I sold all 180 jin of this stuff, I probably still wouldn't be able to pay him back. Am I really going to have to work for him for the rest of my life?

Damn it, this is cotton that he has been taking care of for so long, and it's all burned in one fire.

Nick Fury's face turned ashen instantly. He stared at the cotton field being consumed by raging fire, his heart filled with indescribable anger and despair.

The hammer that stood abruptly in the field seemed to mock all his hopes and dreams.

Wait, why is there a hammer?

Never mind, that's not the point. The point is, how do we put out this fire?

Nick Fury's voice trembled with anger as he quickly pulled out his phone, wanting to contact rescue and investigate the matter.

But on this remote farm, the signal was unusually weak, so he had to drive toward the nearest phone booth while mentally considering possible culprits.

"Xia Ling...could it be him?"

A thought flashed through Nick Fury's mind, but he quickly dismissed it.

Although Xia Ling was ruthless, she wouldn't have gone so far as to blatantly sabotage his efforts. Even if he probably didn't care about a piece of land, he wouldn't be so idle as to make fun of himself like this.

So, who could it be? Could it be one of his enemies who are eyeing his position? Or one of his internal dissatisfactions?

Nick Fury had no time to think; he had to act quickly.

Upon arriving at the phone booth, he quickly dialed the fire department and requested emergency assistance.

As for Xia Ling, he didn't dare contact him immediately. Otherwise, if that freakish bureau chief found out, he would skin him alive.

Back at the farm, Nick Fury's heart sank.

The good news is that the fire went out on its own.

The bad news is that all the cotton was burned.

Great, this phone call was a waste of time. The cotton has burned out, and there's nothing left.

Wait, what's that burly man doing there?

"Father, why did you abandon me?"

The burly man's roar made Nick Fury's face darken even more. He had clearly seen what the burly man was doing: he was trying to pull up the hammer from the ground.

Nick Fury had no recollection of this hammer.

Perhaps this hammer was the cause of the farm fire, and the burly man who pulled it out...

Nick Fury's eyes immediately turned red.

He rushed forward and delivered a powerful punch to the burly man.

"Mortal, are you provoking Thor, the great son of Odin and prince of Asgard?"

Thor was immersed in the sorrow of impotence when he was caught off guard by the sudden attack and staggered a few steps from the unexpected punch.

"I'll make you a mere mortal!"

Nick Fury didn't answer, but instead threw a right hook that landed hard on his handsome face.

"I'll make you Asgard!"

Before Thor could react, Nick Fury delivered another left hook, making Thor see stars.

"I'll teach you to burn my cotton!"

Ignoring the blood gushing from his nose and the dizziness in his eyes, Thor tried desperately to fight back, but Nick Fury simply kicked him to the ground.

"Speak! Who are you? Who sent you to burn my cotton?"

Before Thor could struggle to his feet, Nick Fury stomped on Thor's throat.

Whenever Thor tried to struggle to his feet, Nick Fury would increase the pressure on his feet, rendering him unable to move.

"Mortal, I am Thor, son of Odin!"

He managed to utter those words, then felt a wave of suffocation, and Nick Fury increased the pressure on his foot.

"Fine, you won't talk, huh? I have plenty of ways to make you talk!"

A cold glint flashed in Nick Fury's eyes. It was time to show this burly man what it meant to be the king of spies!

(End of this chapter)