Fortune Eradication Technique

Seeing that Apocalypse was leaving, the old man in traditional Chinese dress did not dare stop him. He called out urgently, "Mr. Tang, you haven't cashed in your chips yet."

Apocalypse did not look back. "Handle it yourselves."

Apocalypse paid no mind to a trifling two billion dollars, but Nick Fury was not about to let it go. Running S.H.I.E.L.D. had taught him the value of money.

S.H.I.E.L.D. had ample funding at the moment, but more was always better.

Besides, putting casino money to use was taking from the people and giving back to the people.

Nick Fury cashed in the two billion dollars, had it transferred to his account, and left satisfied.

General Ross caught up with Nick Fury. "Ahem. Nick Fury, you know the rules. When someone wins big, everyone gets a cut."

Nick Fury glanced at Ross. "You're in the military. Since when do you follow those rules? Just tell me what you want."

"My Super Prison was damaged last time," General Ross said. "I need funding to rebuild it."

"Who knows how long it'll take for the higher-ups to approve anything? Since you've come into some unexpected money, why not let me use some first?"

"Hmm... I'll give you a hundred million."

General Ross flew into a rage. "You old baldy! You got two billion, and you're only giving me a hundred million? Apocalypse King won that money, not you. I want half."

"No. S.H.I.E.L.D. put up the stake. I'll give you two hundred million."

"And who spends day after day guarding the supercriminals you catch? We do. Eight hundred million, and not a cent less."

They bickered all the way back and finally settled on how to divide the two billion dollars.

With the casino affair over, S.H.I.E.L.D. and Apocalypse turned their full attention