"Um..."
After careful thought and thorough analysis, Zhu Haomiao suddenly slapped his forehead.
"Right, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., that bald, one-eyed black guy, whose head looks just like a boiled egg."
"......"
Because of Zhu Haomiao, Tony had delved deeply into the history and culture of East University, inevitably encountering some culinary delights.
Images of boiled eggs appeared before his eyes, overlapping with the shiny head in his memory. Tony's mouth twitched uncontrollably, taking a full two seconds to suppress it.
"His name is Nick Fury."
As soon as the words fell, Tony suddenly realized something, and the smile on his face slowly froze.
Wait, I don't think I've ever told him I know Nick Fury!
S.H.I.E.L.D. is an even more top-secret existence!
Not only does he know about S.H.I.E.L.D., but he's also aware of my connection with Nick Fury?
This only happened not long ago!
