"Is he... your father?"
After pondering for a moment, the dim figure across from them finally could not help asking.
"What?"
The moment he said that, everyone froze. Naturally, Nick Fury, the person in question, looked especially displeased.
"Try saying that again."
It turned out that aside from Fang Mo, Black Egg had quite the temper. "I thought losing one eye had already made my eyesight bad enough... but your condition seems even more serious. If you're blind, I suggest transplanting some optic nerves into your asshole. It might help you see more clearly!"
"..."
After hearing Nick Fury's retort, the dim black figure seemed to freeze as well.
"Father-and-son jokes are pretty funny, actually."
At that moment, Fang Mo also looked up at the figure. "But at least their skin colors should match... what's with deliberately giving me a black-skinned kid?"
"Wait, that's what he cares about?"
Not far away, Quicksilver could not help lowering his voice. "So does that mean an Asian could be his son..."
"What, do you want to be one too?"
Strange turned and shot him another irritated glance.
"I-I was just saying..."
Quicksilver looked away again and stopped talking. He merely gave Wanda, who was looking at him, an awkward smile.
"Skin color? What do you mean?"
Meanwhile, the dim figure shook his head. "That is not what concerns me. I was merely curious about your names. I could not see his father's name, then I could not see yours either, so I thought you were his..."
"So you slandered me by saying I gave birth to a little blackie?"
Before the other party could finish, Fang Mo rudely cut him off. "Even if I tanned for a hundred and eighty days, there's no way I could shoot out black sper... wait, I think