I Have a Good Impression on Marvel

"Where have you been these days?"

On the intercontinental highway, in a black Chevrolet Suburban that was speeding, Coulson, sitting in the driver's seat, finally couldn't hold back and asked the question that had haunted him for a long time.

Lyon, while feeling the breeze blowing in from the car window, replied: "I went to a mysterious, amazing, fairyland-like place."

"Wonderland? The place we're going to is the fairyland on earth..." Coulson muttered softly and continued to ask, "Is there no internet in Wonderland? Why didn't you call back?!"

Listening to the complaints in his uncle's tone, Leon quickly explained: "There is indeed a bit of backwardness there, not to mention the Internet, there is no electricity..."

"There's no electricity?! Where the hell did you go! Did you go to North Africa to do humanitarian aid??"

"Uh..." Leon didn't know how to answer, rolled his eyes, and said suddenly: "By the way, I heard from Hill that something happened to our expensive Iron Man? You can tell me."

Glancing at his nephew who had forcibly changed the subject, Coulson was also very keenly aware of it.

In this case…

"It's nothing, maybe it's because I've been acting too hard recently. Some people don't like him, and they come out to anal him..."

Of course, Colson wouldn't be so direct.

He told Lyon about Stark's palladium poisoning, the grievance between Ivan Vanke and Stark, and the assassination at the Monaco Auto Race...

"By the way, Natasha was also sent by Director Fury to Stark to be an undercover agent and monitor Stark..."

"Oh, so..." Although he already knew the information, Leon still pretended to be "so it is".

On the way back to New York by car, Lyon, who stayed in Kunlun for three months, was like a sponge, madly absorbing all kinds of intelligence of the past three months from Coulson.

Among them, in addition to Stark's intelligence, what caught Leon's attention the most was naturally the battle between the military and Hulk at Calvo University.

Although General Ross will be the military's news, blocked very well. However, as the world's largest intelligence agency, S.H.I.E.L.D. always finds gaps where it can get in and get information...

In this way, Iron Man, Thor, Hulk, the three most capable players in the Avengers, have all appeared now.

Will the Battle of New York, which affects the world pattern, be far behind?

Thinking of this, the sense of urgency in Leon's heart gradually came to his mind.

The overwhelming Qitarui army, with his current ability, should be able to survive in this battle as long as he is not focused on fire or encounters Loki.

However, the uncle sitting next to him is not necessarily...

Looking at Coulson who was concentrating on driving next to him, Leon frowned, his hands clenched into fists, and he made up his mind secretly:

"Want to kill Coulson? Step on my body first!"

. . .

Back downstairs in the apartment in Queens, New York, Leon got out of the car first and walked a few steps, only to find that Coulson was still sitting in the driver's seat, holding the steering wheel, motionless.

"Aren't you going up?" Leon asked back with some doubts.

"No, on Stark's side, I have to go over and say hello... After all, after the transfer, the task of monitoring must be handed over."

Hearing Coulson's words and watching the plot of the movie, Leon also knew that Stark at this time should be studying the new elements his father left him at home.

Leon nodded and made a suggestion: "Since this is the case, let's split our forces..."

"You go to Los Angeles, then go directly to New Mexico, I'll start from New York, once you find out what's going on,

we call? "

"Also." Coulson agreed with this, relatively speaking, a more efficient proposal.

rumbling...

Watching Coulson drive away, Leon also carried his large backpack and returned to the apartment where he had been away for three months.

The apartment, which has not been returned for months and has no housekeeping staff, inevitably collects a light layer of dust.

However, this is not a good time for cleaning.

Leon threw the backpack on the sofa, and walked into the bathroom while taking off his clothes.

In Kunlun, if you want a hot bath, you have to fetch water and chop wood for fire.

He really misses the comfort of rinsing his whole body with the hot water sprayed by the shower head...

After taking a comfortable hot bath, Leon shaved the beard he had accumulated for several months.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Leon touched his smooth chin while showing a narcissistic smile: "Still so handsome!"

As for the long brown hair, grab it twice and let it go...

After changing into casual clothes and putting on a black motorcycle jacket, Lyon came to the living room and turned over the contents of the backpack.

When he left Kunlun, the gains he brought from Kunlun, except for the two semi-finished extraordinary skills in the [Skills] list that need to continue to be practiced in order to truly master - [Kunlun Martial Arts (unfinished)], [Kunlun Qi (unfinished)] Complete)], there is basically nothing else.

Even the ancient book "Sun Jue" was taken back by Lei Gong before he left.

However, this time he was going for the Kunlun swordsmanship, and being able to learn additional "Qi" was already an unexpected big gain.

The trivial matters are left to him...

This is, Leon took out the Tang knife with its scabbard and handle like jet black from the big backpack, and pulled it sharply!

Clang!

The unsheathed "Dark Moon" is still like a hidden swordsman, without the feeling of being hard-edged at all.

However, only Leon knew that his weapon was very much looking forward to cutting something off.

Thinking of the possibility of encountering the Destroyer when traveling to New Mexico this time, Leon felt that wearing this knife might be able to make a difference.

After packing up, Leon began to recall the plot in the movie, trying to find the specific place where Thor and the Meow Hammer landed.

However, due to the long memory, he racked his brains and could not find a specific location.

At this time, he suddenly slapped his thigh, as if suddenly realized: "By the way, why am I so stupid!"

As if thinking of something, Leon hurriedly took out his satellite phone that he had not used for a long time, and called a number: "Hello, this is..."

Before waiting for the other party to finish speaking, Leon directly interrupted: "The agent number is 95OF37F8... Please help me with the intelligence department."

"please wait."

After waiting for a while, a nice female voice came to my ears: "This is the Intelligence Department, Agent Leon, how can I help you?"

"I want to check all the information of a person!"

"name."

"Jane Foster!"