Nick Fury: If You Don't Mind, I'd Like to Become Your Sworn Brother!

Meanwhile.

In a dimly lit room, a man with a head of distinctive blond curls was giving orders to several bizarre figures lurking in the darkness, their bodies seeming to flow with magma and their eyes glowing red:

"I don't care what methods you use—whether you do it yourselves or hire mercenaries. Either way, I don't want Tony Stark's family to see tomorrow's sun!"

"Boss, do we need to deal with Leon Stark too? He's Captain America. We can't possibly be a match for him..."

"Shut up!"

Boom—

One of the bald men in the darkness nervously mentioned Leon's name, but before he could finish, the blond man furiously barked at him. He raised his right hand and fired a magma-like pillar of flame from his palm, blasting the morale-crushing bald man away and slamming him hard into the wall, where his body became embedded.

"Argh!"

The bald man let out a pained scream. His body resembled molten glass, turning translucent as the wounds on his skin visibly healed themselves in the darkness.

"I don't want to hear that name from any of you again. We may not have the power to contend with Leon Stark right now, but that's only temporary!"

"Just because you can't beat him, does that mean you don't know how to avoid him? You idiot! I gave you power so you could work for me, not make my life harder!"

Whenever Leon was mentioned, the blond man's tone became unusually agitated.

"..."

Not a single one of the male or female Red-Eye Disease patients who had been scolded in the darkness dared make a sound.

"Phew~"

A moment later, the blond man let out a long breath and calmed himself before giving another order. "According to the information I received, although Leon Stark lives with