If Blaine guessed correctly, the phone call from Fury just now must have been made in secret. At this point, he was probably under house arrest again.
The Sokovia Accords were originally aimed at the Avengers, and as the leader of the Avengers, Fury was absolutely the one to blame. With the piss-poor behavior of those higher-ups in the United States, they would definitely force Fury to "reflect" on himself.
As the leader of the Avengers, Fury must have already foreseen what would happen next. The Avengers—none of them were easy to manage. And Fury himself was just an ordinary man with no powers, only a few tricks in certain areas. How could he possibly restrain the Avengers?
If he wanted to control them and still play the good guy, he could only invite people with even greater abilities. And looking around, it seemed that only Bounty Hunters could take on such an important task.
Thinking about it this way, it seemed that Fury had made another profit this time.
"Well, anyway, they're paying for it."
"Fifty billion is enough to make him hurt for a while."
"I just don't know whether what this guy said is true or not. Even through the phone, I couldn't tell."
"Maybe it's his private money, hehe."
"Alright, hands are itching—time to work."
Pulling his thoughts back from wandering off into the clouds, Blaine's eyes lit up. He was finally about to get serious.
Boom.
Blaine directly canceled his flight magic and dropped straight down. In an instant, a huge hole was smashed into the ground.
In fact, before Blaine landed, everyone's attention had already been drawn by the ringtone of his phone.
After all, the Avengers were top-tier fighters. That unique ringtone, in such a tense, gunpowder-filled atmosphere, was impossible to ignore.
"Um… uh… cough, cough… that…"
"The fight's over. Everyone, come home with me."
Seeing that everyone had stopped moving, Blaine coughed a few times in embarrassment.
"Did Mr. Hunter take another mission?" Tony asked.
"Mm."
Blaine responded with a cold grunt, but inwardly he was secretly pleased. Tony really had a high EQ. Worthy of being an old client—he immediately understood Blaine's intentions.
"I'm afraid that won't work," Tony said. "This time, I'll personally arrest them."
What was going on? To be reasonable, Blaine had already carefully calculated whether he should side with Tony. Why was this still turning into such a mess?
"Hey, hey, you've seen me before. Do you still remember me?"
"Ant-Man, the Wasp, Cross—Scott, that's me. Haha."
Scott, who was still lying on the ground in the distance, craned his neck and enthusiastically greeted Blaine.
Fortunately, little Spider-Man was still covered up. Otherwise, he would probably have been even more excited than Scott. Still, it seemed that Blaine had met Scott once at his ex-wife's house. They hadn't even exchanged many words back then, so why was he this enthusiastic now?
If the whole world were like this, Blaine would really have to be careful when going out. After all, he had skipped the global press conference.
Everyone else was staring at Blaine, as if he were the biggest enemy present.
Which made sense. They had all been on the same side before, and now everyone was filled with pent-up anger from fighting. An outsider appearing at this moment naturally became the common target. Since ancient times, the rule had always been to deal with outsiders before settling internal disputes. That principle hadn't changed, even in the United States.
"Looks like you all want to fight me."
Seeing their obvious hostility, Blaine slowly swept his cold gaze across everyone and spoke calmly.
Since they wanted to fight, there was no point in holding back. Blaine's hands had already been itching while he watched from the sky. He hadn't fought them before anyway—might as well test them now.
Of course, Blaine had an easier, more convenient way to deal with them all. For example, he could use Hunter Space to take them all in and send them straight to Fury, completing the mission instantly.
But as a Bounty Hunter, he had to ensure that every task was completed flawlessly. Only then could he feel at ease about the money he earned. This was Blaine's principle in this line of work.
Only by completing tasks perfectly could he attract more clients.
(In the end, Blaine still just wanted to fight.)
"Mr. Hunter, I really don't want to be your enemy," Tony said.
"But this matter… please stay out of it."
"This is our own business."
From the beginning, Tony hadn't wanted to involve Bounty Hunters at all. It was precisely to avoid the Avengers splitting apart. Otherwise, he would have hired them long ago—why waste all this effort and emotion?
"Take the money and eliminate the disaster."
"It's just my job."
"Let's begin."
No matter how emotional Tony became, Blaine didn't care. He was just a Bounty Hunter. Taking money to do things was only natural. Offending people or not didn't matter. In this line of work, there were no friends or partners—only permanent interests. Whoever paid the money was the one he listened to.
"From your tone, it sounds like you want to start a war with all of us."
Captain America stood atop the ruins, looking down at Blaine with contempt.
Captain America's instincts told him that this Bounty Hunter was not someone easy to deal with. But now that so many Avengers were present, he couldn't believe they wouldn't be able to take down a single Bounty Hunter.
"Looks like someone wants to try."
"So what if all of you come at me together?"
"Come on. I'll play with you today."
Through his mind-reading ability, Blaine could clearly see Captain America's thoughts. Since things had already reached this point, there was no need for Blaine to pretend to be approachable anymore.
It wasn't just Captain America. Blaine was also displeased when he saw Scarlet Witch, who possessed mental abilities as well. Black Panther looked at him with clear hostility. Barton stood firmly on Captain America's side, along with his follower Falcon, both of them filled with resentment.
Only Natasha, who knew the true identity of the Bounty Hunter, looked troubled. She was probably the one least willing to fight Blaine.
It wasn't because they knew each other particularly well. Rather, like Fury, Natasha understood just how terrifying Bounty Hunters were. And Blaine was still so young, yet already possessed such strength.
His future was boundless. Facing an opponent like this, she had no confidence at all.
Then there was Vision. With the Mind Stone embedded in his forehead, he seemed capable of predicting the future and inferring the outcomes of certain events. In that regard, it was somewhat similar to Blaine's danger perception.
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