The awkward atmosphere continued until the end of supper.

Nick Fury put on his leather windbreaker and left Mike's house. When the door was opened, the cold wind blew, and he couldn't help but shivered.

He turned around and waved his hands to the father and son who came to see him off, saying, "Goodbye, please contact us at any time."

Charles and Eric nodded.

Charles did not mean to embarrass Nick Fury, but he knew that Nick Fury wanted to inquire about them, so he said that on purpose, directly ending the other party's idea of ​​chatting.

"Wait."

Mike called Nick Fury, flipped his palm, took out a box from his dimensional pocket and said, "This is for you."

Nick Fury took it, and a smile slipped away from the corner of his mouth, and said with a cold face: "What the hell is this? I'll lose it in a while!"

"Whatever," Mike said, and Charles and he pushed open the door and walked back to the room.

After Mike and the other two disappeared, Nick Fury smiled and hurriedly got into the car, then took apart the box in his hand, took out a piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Click!"

Still a familiar taste.

Nick Fury showed a satisfied expression and drove away.

Inside the house, Charles asked curiously: "Dad, what is that?"

“Bear Cookies.”

"What?" Eric said in disbelief: "Bear Cookies?"

Mike smiled: "That guy loves to eat this thing, but because of his current identity as the director of SHIELD, he can't even buy it. Every time I leave, I will give him a box."

Charles and Eric looked at each other.

Director of SHIELD? Bear Cookies?

Who can think of these two things together?

Mike smiled and walked upstairs, saying to the two of them: "By the way, let's find the address of the school construction these two days."

Nick Fury...

Mike has known him for so many years, and in the eyes of Mike, his friend, he is still the childish Nick Fury who likes to tease cats and says that he is good at washing pots and loves to eat bear biscuits.

Perhaps, because Mike is very powerful and doesn't care about Nick Fury's identity as director, he can always get along with the other party and be friends for so many years.

Hearing Mike's words, the two nodded, their minds still a little confused.

A secret agent who likes to eat bear biscuits?

The two shivered.

Too scary.

...

Three days later, Staten Island, New York.

"It's right here!"

Looking at the castle-style building in front of him, Mike's eyes were filled with joy.

He really liked it because this building is very similar to the X Academy he remembers.

The world has changed, Charles' growth trajectory has changed, but his things seem to be his.

The castle-like main building, the garden at the back, the main road at the front, the woods, a small lake in the distance, and even various sports venues...

very beautiful!

What's important is that the area is large enough.

Charles and Eric were also very satisfied, but when they remembered the price here, they sighed helplessly.

Too expensive!

The money they saved was not enough for the last few digits.

The two dragged Mike aside, and Charles stuttered: "That, dad, Eric and I don't have that much money."

"Money? Not a problem."

Eric's eyes lit up and said, "You allow Charles to use his abilities..."

Before Mike could speak, Charles frowned and said, "I won't do it."

Mike looked at the two of them, raised his chest and looked up, took out the majesty of his old father, and said calmly: "I said, money is not a problem!"

The two looked at Mike suspiciously and said, "Dad, do you know how much it costs?"

"Isn't it just a little over 100 million?"

Mike said indifferently.

The two looked at each other, and Charles couldn't help but say, "Dad, that's one million, not one million."

If it was one million, he believed that his father could take it out, but now it is only one or three hundred million!

Even if his father sold his farm and the villa in New York, he could not afford the fraction of the huge sum of money.

Mike smiled mysteriously at the two of them, waved to the lady in charge of the agency who led them to see the house, and said, "I bought it here."

The intermediary lady was slightly surprised. Her good professional habits did not show any expression she shouldn't have.

Judging from the three of them, they don’t look like billionaires, but she heard that some rich people have this kind of quirk, so she just smiled and said, “Sir, are you sure you want to buy this place?”

Mike nodded.

The intermediary lady smiled, but she was a little excited.

If this order really becomes, she will be going to get the money...

Unable to help but feel a little excited, she said, "Sir, do you need time to prepare funds?"

"unnecessary."

Mike said calmly, took out a bank card from his pocket and handed it over.

The intermediary lady took it and said, "Please come with me."

Seeing this scene, Charles and Eric couldn't help but pull Mike.

"Dad, stop making pranks. Eric and I know very well what happened in our family."

Eric nodded and looked at Mike worriedly.

It is said that old children, old children, and the older the elderly, the more they look like children.

He was mentally prepared for this, but Mike is now...

It's not something that can be explained by "old kids" at all!

Wait, wouldn't it be... Parkinson!?

Eric was shocked, and his eyes turned painful, entangled, sad...

Mike was about to explain to Charles, but was startled by Eric's eyes. He turned his head to look, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

What kind of eyes are this?

What exactly did you think of?

"gentlemen?"

The intermediary lady turned around and shouted.

Mike simply gave up explaining to the two and strode over.

Let the facts speak!

Half an hour later, Charles signed his name on the purchase contract with a dull look on his face, looking dazed.

This feeling is even more shocking than when I suddenly find myself unable to do so.

What's going on?

Why did you buy it?

Is it really signed my name?

Turning his head to look at Eric, and seeing that he was also confused and shocked, he couldn't help looking at Mike, and then when he saw the intermediary lady stuffing a note to Mike, his heart tightened.

No, this is not very pretty, and a woman who looks about the same age as him wants to be a fucking man!

Charles coughed lightly and said, "Okay, you can leave."

"Sir, happy cooperation!"

The intermediary lady shook hands with Mike, but gave Mike a charming look.

This is a rich man, and he is even richer than she thought.

Mike waved his hand and said, "Goodbye."
Chapter completed!