I Have a Good Impression on Marvel

Time is passing little by little...

And Simmons' ability is worthy of her two PhDs in biology and chemistry.

After just an hour, she completed the analysis and testing of the medicine!

Coming to Leon, Simmons handed the tablet in his hand to Leon, and pointed at the demo image on the screen, explaining to him:

"This is indeed a drug that can relieve withdrawal symptoms. However, as you said, this is only a semi-finished product and has not been fully studied. Once it is perfected, it can rescue thousands of people who suffer from withdrawal symptoms. People, get out of the sea of ​​misery!"

"This is a drug that is good enough to compete for the Nobel Prize in Medicine!"

Speaking of excitement, Leon could even see a trace of excitement in Simmons' brown eyes, as if she was witnessing the birth of a major historical event.

"That's why, why I'm here!"

While speaking, Leon put his hand on Simmons' shoulder and said seriously: "I believe you are the best person who can perfect this potion!"

Staring at Leon's sincere and firm blue eyes, Simonston felt a sense of great mission, which made her breathing gradually quicken.

However, she doesn't hate the feeling of being entrusted with a heavy responsibility, but likes it very much!

I saw Simmons nodded fiercely and said solemnly: "I will do my best to complete it!"

At this time, Fitz, who was on the side, also interjected in a very timely manner: "If you need my help..."

Leon and Simmons looked at Fitz in unison and smiled.

"Of course, we're a team, aren't we?"

Hearing Leon's words, Fitz also twitched the corner of his mouth and drew a shy smile.

Friendship, often inadvertently, quietly comes to your side...

. . . . . .

The night is hazy, and the moonlight shines on the flat road, which has an indescribable sense of deserted beauty.

At this time, several pure black Cadillacs were driving, galloping and roaring past, breaking the painting under the night.

bell bell bell…

In an SUV protected by the front and rear, the sudden ringing of the mobile phone broke the darkness in the car instantly!

James Wesley glanced at his employer who was looking out the car window, then took out his mobile phone and connected the call:

"Hey?"

"it's me."

The voice of the other party made Wesley's eyes hidden under the mirror flash with surprise: "Mr. Leon?"

In the narrow interior space, even a slight sound could not escape Fisk's ears.

What's more, Wesley's exclaimed voice was a little louder...

Turning his head to look at Wesley, he motioned with his eyes to hand over the phone.

Wesley did not dare to neglect, and immediately handed the phone to Fisk.

"Hey?"

On the other side of the phone, Leon heard Fisk's deep, hoarse voice,

He couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "Mr. Wilson, good evening."

"…"

A moment of silence came from the other end of the phone.

Leon smiled, switched the phone to the other ear, and said straight to the point: "I want to meet you."

"Huh? Now?"

"Yes, in terms of location, it's the restaurant where we first met."

"…Can."

"See you later..."

With a "click", after Fisk hung up the phone, Wesley, who was sitting in the opposite seat, asked impatiently, "Sir, what does he want to do?"

"I don't know, maybe it has something to do with the hands and the meeting."

"By the way, how was the last time I asked you to investigate?"

Hearing this question, Wesley couldn't help but lift his spirits, pushed his glasses, and then said: "There is news. I found some very interesting things through our people in the police."

"The neighborhood that the NYPD closed down, as you might surmise, is a hand and a club property."

"Is that so?" Fisk muttered to himself.

"Not only that, Leon played a very important role in this raid. I heard that it was he who infiltrated that community and found key criminal evidence that allowed the police to act recklessly..."

Speaking of which, Wesley looked at Fisk, who was standing still, with a little admiration, and complimented: "Your Excellency, congratulations, your plan has paid off."

Fisk's expression was still calm, but there were ripples in his heart.

He didn't expect that Leon's movements were so fast and his shots were so swift!

As soon as he made a move, he completely destroyed a large den of the hand and the meeting!

Thinking of this, Fisk was a little fortunate that he did not listen to Mrs. Gao's words and took action against Leon, but chose to show his favor.

This man is even more terrifying than Hand Hehui!

This time, Leon suddenly asked for a meeting, which made Fisk unsure what he wanted to do.

He doesn't know anything about Leon!

However, thinking of Leon's words on the phone two days ago, Fisk's heart could not help but calm down a lot.

To him, Leon was like a giant dragon falling into a deep sleep.

And such people will not violently kill for no reason.

Only when facing a threat will it suddenly awaken and launch an undead attack on the enemy!

At this time, Fisk suddenly thought of something, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes:

"Perhaps, his purpose is that they..."

After half an hour.

In the empty dining room, there was only one table in the center for two special guests.

One is the owner behind this French restaurant, the lord of the New York underground, Wilson Fisker!

And the other, is

When the restaurant manager standing in the corner saw the young and handsome face clearly, he couldn't help showing a terrified expression.

It's him!

That face reminded him of the terrible scene that happened in the restaurant a few months ago...

Not realizing that his reappearance made a middle-aged man extremely uneasy, Leon just quietly looked at Fisk, who was sitting opposite him, and said in a deep voice, "Long time no see, Mr. Wilson."

"So are you, Mr. Lyon."

After looking around for a week, Leon turned his head and looked at Fisk, who was sitting opposite, and smiled: "The decoration here seems to have changed a lot from when I first came here a few months ago..."

"Oh, thanks to you, I have upgraded the decoration here, how is it? Is it alright?" Fisk said meaningfully.

Nodding slightly, Leon praised: "It's good."

Before he finished speaking, Leon suddenly changed the conversation: "Actually, I'm a person who doesn't like to owe favors very much."

"So, I came this time to return the favor."

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