"You're not going?"
Nick Fury looked at Qin Yi with eager anticipation.
If Qin Yi was willing to help, there would be no problems with the search for Steve.
After the blow of the Captain's disappearance, he had become overly anxious. He was afraid that something might go wrong again.
Besides, the idea of forming the Avengers had taken root in his heart back in 1995.
More than ten years had passed, and the agency still only had a handful of people.
Nick Fury felt that, at his age, he could no longer withstand so much turmoil.
Qin Yi looked oddly at the bald black man before him.
The reason he was helping this time was because he had learned that Bucky had recently become somewhat depressed.
Besides, it did not seem like his relationship with Fury had reached that level.
Qin Yi knew perfectly well that Fury was a typical United States hypocrite.
He could do certain things himself, but if others did the same, they would face his moral condemnation.
Forget it. Qin Yi considered himself a hopelessly soft-hearted person.
He stared at Fury teasingly.
"My appearance fee is very expensive."
Qin Yi knew Fury was rich, but that money could not see the light of day.
What puzzled Qin Yi was where Fury had spent all the money he had embezzled from S.H.I.E.L.D.
Surely he had not just saved it all up?
More importantly, Qin Yi felt he could not let Bucky keep idling around.
Ever since Qin Yi had refused to use transportation, Bucky had been unemployed at home.
Then came the insect swarm disaster. After losing his friend T'Challa, Bucky had suddenly lost his purpose in life.
The car Qin Yi had given him had gathered several layers of dust in the garage.
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