"You were way too eye-catching today. I think Nick has probably already learned everything you did by now, right?" Natasha smiled.
"If he knows, then he knows. Right now, we should head over to your place and relax for a bit," Broly said indifferently. On this planet, there still wasn't anyone who could threaten him.
If Broly were ever truly displeased, he could easily destroy the entire planet and move his sister to another one to live.
Of course, unless absolutely necessary, Broly actually quite liked this planet.
Sure enough, Natasha's guess was correct. Not long after they returned home—before they even had the chance to enjoy some quiet time together—someone came knocking at the door.
The person who appeared wasn't just anyone—it was the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick.
Nick was a Black man (as in the movie version), with a strong, imposing build. He wore a striking long coat, and his left eye was covered with a black eyepatch.
"Natasha, congratulations on successfully completing your mission," Nick said with a smile, deliberately glancing at Broly as he spoke.
Broly felt annoyed. He had planned to come back and have some fun with Natasha, but this third wheel had shown up instead. And he knew full well that Nick didn't come without a reason—after all, Natasha had lived here for years, and this was Nick's first time visiting.
Natasha naturally understood his intention as well—he wanted to recruit Broly into S.H.I.E.L.D.
"Alright, I'll just get straight to the point," Nick said with a smile when he saw neither of them responding. He turned his gaze toward Broly. "My friend, your performance was truly astonishing. But do you really think you're the only hero in this world? You're wrong. There are many others—you just don't know about them yet."
"Oh? Like who?" Broly looked at him with a faint smile. "Captain America? Spider-Man? Batman? Or the Hulk?"
"You… you already know?" Nick froze for a moment, his expression twitching slightly. He had never expected Broly to respond like that—everything he had planned to say was now useless.
"So, what you're saying is—you want me to join S.H.I.E.L.D., right?" Broly asked with a smile.
"That's right! That's exactly what I want!" Nick nodded firmly.
"I'm not interested." Broly smiled lightly, then glanced at Natasha before continuing, "However, since my wife works for S.H.I.E.L.D., I can help you once in a while—consider it helping her as well. If you need me, you can come find me."
"Thank you, but for now, I don't need your help," Nick said, not paying much attention to Broly calling Natasha his "wife." After a brief pause, he continued, "The one who needs help is actually you, kid. Do you realize that your actions have already made the government uneasy? They won't allow someone as powerful as you to exist freely. Your presence is already a threat to national security. Only by joining S.H.I.E.L.D. can you receive protection."
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