I Have A Good Opinion In Marvel

Time is passing bit by bit...

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

Just an hour later, she completed the analysis and testing of the medicine!

When he came to Lyon, Simmons handed the tablet computer in his hand to Lyon, and at the same time he clicked on the demo picture on the screen and explained to him:

"This is indeed a drug that can alleviate withdrawal reactions. But, as you said, this is only a semi-finished product, and it has not been completely researched successfully. Once it is perfected, it can save thousands of people suffering from withdrawal reactions. People, get out of the sea of ​​suffering!"

"This is a medicine that can compete for the Nobel Prize in Medicine!"

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

"That's why, I am here!"

As he spoke, Leon put his hand on Simmons's shoulder and said seriously: "I believe you, you are the best person who can perfect this medicine!"

Staring at Leon’s sincere and determined blue eyes, Simonston felt a sense of great mission, and it made her Roar suck gradually.

However, she does not hate the feeling of being entrusted with a heavy responsibility, but rather likes it very much!

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

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

Leon and Simmons looked at Fitz at the same time and smiled.

"Definitely, we are a team, aren't we?"

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

Friendship is often when you inadvertently come to you quietly...

. . . . . .

The night is dim, and the moonlight falls on the flat road, and there is an indescribable sense of deserted beauty.

At this time, several pure black Cadillacs that were driving, Roar whizzed past, breaking the picture under the night.

Bell Bell Bell...

Inside an SUV protected by the front and rear, the sudden ringing of cell phone bells broke the darkness in the car instantly!

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

"Hey?"

"it's me."

The voice of the other party caused Wesley's eyes hidden under the lenses to flash a hint of surprise: "Mr. Lyon?"

In the narrow space of the car, even a slight noise could not escape Fisk's ears.

What's more, Wesley's shocked Roar's voice was a bit louder...

Turning his head, looking at Wesley, motioned with his eyes to pass the phone over.

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

"Hey?"

Leon on the other side of the phone, hearing Fisker's low and hoarse voice, could not help but raise his brows: "Mr. Wilson, good evening."

"..."

There was a moment of silence, which came from the other side of the phone.

Leon smiled, changed the phone to the other ear, and said straightforwardly: "I want to meet you."

"Huh? Now?"

"Yes, depending on the 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 car seat, asked eagerly: "Sir, what does he want to do?"

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

"By the way, the last time I asked you to investigate, how did it go?"

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

"The community seized by the New York police is, as you guessed it, the property of Shouhehui."

"Sure enough?" Fisk muttered to himself.

"Not only that, Lyon played a very important role in this raid. I heard that it was he who infiltrated the community and found the key criminal evidence that allowed the police to carry out the operation without restraint..."

Having said that, Weiss looked at Fisker, who was standing still with a little admiration, and complimented: "Your Excellency, congratulations, your plan has paid off."

Fisk's expression remained calm, but there were waves of ripples in his heart.

He did not expect that Leon's movements were so fast, and his shots were so swift and violent!

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

Thinking of this, Fisker was a little grateful that he didn't listen to Mrs. Gao's words and took action against Leon, but chose to show his favor.

This man is more terrifying than hand and meeting!

This time, Leon suddenly asked to meet, leaving Fisker unsure of what he wanted to do.

He knew nothing about Lyon!

However, thinking of Leon's words on the phone two days ago, Fisker's heart couldn't help calming down a lot.

In his opinion, Lyon is like a Dragon falling asleep.

And such people will not violently kill people for no reason.

Only when facing a threat, will you suddenly Awakening and launch an endless attack on the enemy!

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

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

After half an hour.

In the empty restaurant, there is only a table in the center with two special guests sitting.

One is the owner of this French restaurant, the overlord of the New York underground, Wilson Fisk!

The other one was a young man with brown hair with a faint smile on his face.

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

It's him!

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

Without realizing it, his reappearance caused a middle-aged man to be extremely disturbed. Leon just quietly looked at Fisker, who was sitting opposite, 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, looked at Fisk sitting across from him, and smiled: "The decoration here seems to have changed a lot when I first came a few months ago..."

"Oh, thanks to you, I upgraded the decoration here, how about it? Is it okay?" Fisker said pointedly.

Nodding slightly, Leon complimented: "Very good."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly changed the subject: "Actually, I am a person who doesn't like to owe favors."

"So, I'm here this time to return the favor."

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