Peter didn't talk nonsense and directly slapped an encrypted USB disk on the table.
"I found Felicia." Peter said coldly, "Here is the list of all Hydra members recorded by Strucker. In other words, all the insiders in S.H.I.E.L.D. are on it. There are many people, so you'd better take the time to clean up."
Fury's one-eyed pupil shrank, staring at the USB flash drive on the table. Thousands of excuses and reasons flashed through his mind, and finally turned into a low sigh, "Felicia did it voluntarily. She said... She never wanted to see the man she loved turn into a half-dead body."
Peter suddenly raised his eyes, and the evil aura surging in his eyes sent a sudden chill down the spine of Fury, who had experienced many battles.
Many people despise Peter because of his age. In Fury's view, those people are all idiots who don't know how to live or die. Fury knows better than anyone else that this boy is most likely the most deadly existence in Avengers.
Steve has a moral bottom line, Tony is full of guilt, Hulk is a double-edged sword, Thor will not kill mortals easily, Natasha and Clint are just mortal bodies in the final analysis.
But Peter·Parker is different. He has devoted himself to the dark evil war at the age of fifteen. He has an IQ that rivals Doctor Doom, and he has the ruthlessness to do what he says. How he dealt with Magneto, and how he watched Wyndham inject himself with a fatal drug, Fury clearly knows.
In the past, Fury was extremely lucky that Peter was on his side, but now, the situation has completely changed.
Peter drank the wine in the glass and suddenly raised his right hand!
A terrifying invisible force instantly strangled Fury's throat and lifted Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. into the air!
Fury kicked his feet wildly, and the wine glass in his hand fell to pieces. He grabbed his neck with both hands, but in the face of the majestic mental power, all struggles were in vain.
"You bastard!" Peter shouted fiercely and shook his right hand fiercely!
Fury flew backwards like a cannonball, smashed through the wooden closet in the distance, and fell to the ground with a crisp sound of bone cracking. He gasped in pain.
Before he could recover, Peter had already stepped forward, grabbed Fury's collar and lifted him up. Two sharp spider claws glowing with ice blue suddenly popped out from Peter's wrists, firmly pressing against Fury's carotid artery.
"You are not qualified to make decisions for others." Peter's deep voice was filled with a biting chill.
"She... she just wants to protect you..." Fury squeezed the words out of her throat with difficulty.
"So she should kill her alone? Stop acting with me, Fury!" Peter's eyes were filled with murderous intent, "You are the one targeting Walter Hardy! You know that only Felicia speaks, Only then would Walter agree to help you work for Hydra! So you went to brainwash a girl who had just recovered from despair, and lied to her that she could only protect me by leaving me! You are a complete fucking Coldblood monster!"
"This is... the only way..." Fury's vision turned black, and his consciousness began to lose consciousness due to the suffocation. "Hydra is too threatening, someone must go..."
Peter's wrist was loosened, and Fury fell to the ground like mud, coughing violently and gasping for air.
"We're done." Peter looked down at him condescendingly, his tone as cold as ten thousand years of ice, "You and I have no friendship, and we don't owe each other anything. If the earth faces annihilation in the future, anyone can contact me, but you can't. If you let me see you again, Nick·Fury, I will kill you with my own hands."
Fury coughed up a mouthful of bloody saliva. "Don't be stupid, kid, you need S.H.I.E.L.D.'s resources..."
"I don't need it." Peter raised his hand and tapped his chest. With a slight buzzer, he said coldly, "Walter told me that you left a one-way communication channel. Within a few days, I will see the full set of amnesty documents for him. If not, the fate of Strucker base will be S.H.I.E.L.D.'s tomorrow."
Fury's one eye widened. "Sokovia... Did you blow it up?!"
Peter did not answer, and turned towards the broken floor-to-ceiling window. The nano-suit covered his face like water, and with the roar of the propeller, he turned into a black and white stream of light and rose into the sky.
Fury stood up with difficulty holding on to the wall, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with trembling hands. He had to list Spider-Man as an extremely dangerous threat target. Even though he was unwilling to do so from the bottom of his heart, the strength and determination shown by Peter were beyond the control of S.H.I.E.L.D..
He held his broken ribs and sat back in the chair. He tremblingly opened the secret compartment to get the spare wine glass, but found that the cups inside were crushed into glass shards, and there was a note underneath. "Drink slowly, don't choke."
Fury tugged at the corner of his mouth bitterly, simply grabbed the mouth of the whiskey bottle, raised his head and took a big sip.
Boom--!
Violent vibrations suddenly erupted! The entire Triskelion seemed to have suffered a tenth-magnitude earthquake. A sea of fire and thick smoke rose up from the floor-to-ceiling windows, and mud and steel fragments flew all over the sky!
Fury stumbled to the window and looked down, only to see that the ground in front of the building collapsed completely, turning into a huge fire pit dozens of meters deep - that was the underground dry dock that S.H.I.E.L.D. spent tens of billions of dollars to build.
The entire core home port of Project Insight, along with three aircraft carriers, was completely wiped out.
"Sir!" Maria·Hill didn't even bother to knock on the door and rushed in with a pale face, "Project Insight It's completely over! The system's fire control algorithm was tampered with by the bottom layer, and the three aircraft carriers locked each other on the berth and detonated!"
Fury slumped on the chair, his voice hoarse. "Are there any casualties?"
Hill was stunned for a moment. "No. The internal communication issued a false fire alarm ten minutes ago, and all the personnel on duty evacuated."
Fury breathed a sigh of relief and handed the USB disk to her, "Continue to evacuate. All the agents on the list will be interrogated in secret."
"Did Hydra do it?"
"No, it's a tougher person." He took a sip of wine, "This is a warning to me."
Triskelion Rooftop.
Batmobile parked quietly in the shadows, while Wanda and Felicia were leaning against the hood. Looking at the firelight rising below, Wanda's lips curved into an interesting smile, "I find that I appreciate you a little."
"When did you become a pyromaniac?" Felicia looked at Peter who was walking over and asked.
"When facing disgusting people, you have to use the most violent means." Peter walked to the car expressionlessly, the holographic microcomputer light curtain on his arm beating rapidly. He raised his hand and pressed lightly on the side of the helmet to block external radio, "Sassy, S.H.I.E.L.D. Have you copied all the data from the main server?"
"Reporting to the owner, all 212.9 TB confidential data has been backed up in multiple off-site locations and can be accessed at any time or distributed across the entire network."