"I'm fucking slandering you!"
"What can you do to me?!"
In a fit of anger, Skrull decided to throw caution to the wind and abandon all pretense of dignity.
He suddenly stood up and began to vent his frustrations on the virtual screen in front of Diego.
"Come and fight me if you dare! Come and kill me!"
"You fucking dare to come back?"
"Bastard! Coward!"
"Useless! Idiot!"
Diego trembled with rage, pointing a shaking finger at Skrull: "You, you, I, I..."
Skrull spat on the ground and looked at him with disdain.
"Pah! Trash!"
" Diego, you're a complete and utter scoundrel!"
"Fuck you! Skrull!" Diego roared back from the virtual screen.
He pointed at Skrull across from him, wanting to give her a sharp retort!
But he, who was never good with words, racked his brains and finally only managed to utter some profanities like "fuck you," "shit," "damn it," and "fuck you"...
"Awesome!" Skrull roared, her green face flushed.
This unrestrained outburst was like using a bottle of glycerin suppository after being constipated for ten days... it was incredibly liberating!
He tugged at his collar, a hearty smile spreading across his face.
Varra stared, mouth agape, then leaned close to Nick Fury's ear and whispered, " Nick, now I finally know why you always say 'Fuck you'..."
"The simplest form of foul language is the ultimate enjoyment!"
Nick Fury shifted his position and gave her a smug raise of his eyebrows.
On the other side, Diego, inside the virtual screen, racked his brains for every swear word he could think of, even uttering Skrulls slang.
But seeing Skrull's smug expression only made him more annoyed...
" Skrull! I'm waiting on Earth for the news that you've been killed by Carol Danvers!" Diego said viciously, then abruptly ended the video call.
All three virtual screens disappeared, Skrull quickly snapped out of that blissful state.
Diego's final words instantly cast the shadow of death over him once more.
'Thump~'
Skrull plopped down in the chair, rubbing his throbbing forehead and groaning in pain.
"Well..."
Varra looked at him worriedly. " Skrull, are you alright?"
Skrull replied in a muffled voice, "I'm fine..."
Then he turned to Nick Fury, forcing a smile, " Nick, you know, Talos's matter has nothing to do with me!"
"Given Kinsley and Gravik's abilities... I have no choice but to go along with them!"
"So, when Carol Danvers returns, could you put in a good word for me...?"
At this point, he quickly added, "I'm not trying to shirk my responsibility! You just saw it yourself, Kinsley, Gravik, and Diego —not one of them cares about Talos!"
"I swear, if you help me escape this calamity, I will mobilize all my resources to search for Talos and G'iah on Earth!"
"Please, old friend, only you can help me now!!!"
Looking at Skrull's humble expression, Nick Fury slowly shook his head and said coldly, " Skrull... Talos is also my friend!"
Skrull looked at that cold, dark face, and in an instant, it felt as if all the strength had been drained from her body; her straight back bent over in an instant.
"Fuck you! Why me... What does all this have to do with me?!"
"I just want to live a good life, what did I do wrong?!"
At that moment, a burst of Crimson Mana appeared out of thin air.
"Who?" Nick Fury shouted, instinctively drawing his pistol from his back.
However, during the process, a corner of the chair accidentally bumped into the wound on his buttock, causing him to grimace in pain.
However, when he saw that somewhat familiar crimson energy, Nick Fury's expression changed drastically.
"Fuck, it's him!"
" Winnie, run!"
He decisively grabbed Varra's hand, ignoring the pain from his wound, and turned to flee towards the conference room door.
" Nick ...this..." Skrull was momentarily stunned by his exaggerated reaction.
At that moment, the crimson Mana dissipated, revealing Richard and Carol Danvers floating beside him.
"Long time no see, Director Nick, don't rush off!"
Richard's flippant voice rang out leisurely.
'Smack!'
He snapped his the Snap, and Nick Fury and Varra, who had already fled to the conference room door, suddenly froze.
Then, as if time had reversed, the two of them retraced their steps at an extremely fast speed.
In the blink of an eye, he was back in his chair.
Skrull was so frightened by this magical scene that she trembled. She immediately covered her mouth and carefully sat back down in her seat.
At this point, Nick Fury regained control of his body, but found himself sitting back in the chair.
He abruptly looked up at Richard and said in a deep voice, " Richard, you are...?"
The moment Nick Fury opened his mouth, he saw the person floating beside Richard...
The familiar clothes and the utterly unfamiliar person instantly brought him to a halt.
"Oh~ You recognized me?" Richard said with a light laugh.
Then, with a wave of his hand, the aged Carol Danvers silently floated down onto the round table in the conference room.
Varra stared at the clothes, her green face turning deathly pale. "It's... it's Carol Danvers?!"
Nick Fury's gaze was fixed on Carol Danvers's face, which was covered with wrinkles and age spots.
He braced himself against the table and slowly stood up.
"No, Carol Danvers, no!"
He abruptly turned and glared at Richard, demanding sharply, " Richard, Carol Danvers is our strongest trump card against cosmic forces! How dare you injure her like this?!"
"Huh?!" Richard looked at Nick Fury like he was an idiot and couldn't help but sneer, "Your strongest trump card?"
" Nick Fury, you're hopelessly stupid!"
"You!" A flash of anger crossed Nick Fury's single eye. "Damn it..."
'Smack!'
A sudden slap interrupted the spellcasting animation of this "Motherfucker".
Nick Fury's head snapped to the right, the violent movement causing his neck to crack.
" Nick!" Varra quickly got up to help him and promptly checked his injuries.
"Ugh! Pfft!"
Nick Fury cried out in pain, spitting out a mouthful of bloody saliva.
Four blood-stained teeth were clearly visible scattered in the saliva.
Richard's Blade, piercing gaze swept over Nick Fury, and he threatened in a cold voice, "If you dare to talk trash in front of me again, I'll slap you!"
Nick Fury covered his face, his single eye filled with humiliation and Wrath.
Seeing this, Varra quickly pulled him up.
" Nick, no!"
Nick Fury, seeing Varra's anxious expression, finally managed to hold back for the time being.
"Hmph..." Richard chuckled dismissively, turning to look at Skrull was trying to shrink herself down.
"Are you currently piloting this Spaceship?"
Skrull trembled in fright. He jumped to his feet and hurriedly nodded, saying, "Yes, yes, esteemed powerful one!"
"Very good~" Richard nodded, then announced domineeringly:
"Relinquish control..."
"From this moment on, this ship is mine!"