The transport plane flew swiftly and smoothly to S.H.I.E.L.D.'s hub in New York.
Throughout the journey, Yang Bo never worried that Hydra would make a move to kill him and Coulson. Construction had yet to begin on Project Insight's three helicarriers, so Hydra would never expose itself.
Led by Coulson, Yang Bo finally entered Fury's office and caught sight of Nick Fury's gleaming bald head. Perhaps because this was the real world, his head looked shinier than it did in the movies, and as though it would feel even better to the touch.
"Hello, Director Fury!"
Completely unfazed by Fury's piercing gaze, Yang Bo smiled and reached out to shake his hand.
Fury wore a dark expression, as though someone owed him eight million-though perhaps his face was simply that dark. He looked Yang Bo up and down while extending his hand.
"Mister Yang Bo, you first appeared in Hell's Kitchen. According to the information I obtained..."
Seeing that Fury was about to put pressure on him, Yang Bo cut him off.
"Enough. Stop reciting my file. That stuff is completely useless!"
"Fury, you wouldn't want to suddenly get killed either, would you?"
At Yang Bo's blunt words, Fury's expression grew even uglier. He paused before saying, "You aren't the only person in this world who possesses..."
"You sure talk a lot of crap. Of course I know. Right now, there's Dr. Banner, the Inhumans, aliens, and your last resort, Carol Danvers. Oh, right, you should test the pager she left you. If it fails at a critical moment, it'll be too late even to cry..."
"You..."
This time, Fury finally lost his composure. The other things could be explained, but only he and Danvers knew about the pager Captain Marvel had left him. If Yang Bo knew about that,