"A jet from the agency?"
Luo Wen's brow relaxed somewhat at that, but the Kroll Alloy Dagger still hovered at his side.
Honestly, aside from strategic-level weapons like nuclear bombs, he didn't take any other conventional weapons seriously.
Like the Butterfly Jet behind them—one Flying Dagger would be enough to deal with it.
The missiles on that aircraft posed no threat to him either.
All he had to do was detonate them from a safe distance with a Flying Dagger.
"Wait, Hill, they wouldn't mistake us for unidentified flying objects, would they?"
Natasha had relaxed after hearing Hill's words, but then suddenly grew tense again.
"Uh..." Hill's expression became rather interesting as well.
Right. They didn't have any communication devices on them, so there was no way to prove their identities.
"It's fine. Don't worry, they can't hurt us."
Luo Wen spoke calmly.
If those jets intended to attack, they would have fired tracking missiles from far away.
Tracking missiles were little more than toys to a Spiritual Master like him.
As for close-range machine-gun fire, that was even less of a threat.
His Spiritual Power was enough to block those bullets—or even send them back.
"That's good."
Both Hill and Natasha relaxed.
"Sir, I see them! They're right in front of us!"
Inside the Butterfly Jet, the pilot spotted three dark figures in his line of sight and immediately reported to Fury.
"Motherfucker, it really is like that!"
Looking at the three vaguely humanoid shadows in the distance, Fury's face darkened even further.
His first thought was that someone had managed to create imitation Iron Man Armor.
"Sir, should we get closer? They may be armed."
The pilot asked cautiously.
"Who the hell do you think I am? Move in!"
Fury said with a stern, domineering expression.
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