I Have A Good Opinion In Marvel

"Hello, Uncle Phil?"

After answering the call, Lyon quickly heard Phil Coulson's voice.

It’s different from the usual straight forward, but there are some hesitations between Phil Coulson's words...

"Ah! Where are you now?"

"I'll do something in Nebraska, and I will return to New York next time."

"Uh...are you free tonight?"

really!

As Leon had guessed, Corvo called to make an appointment with him.

Leon, who had just promised Natasha Romanoff, could only say "sorry" to his uncle.

However, before he could say no, there seemed to be something happening on Phil Coulson's side, and there was a deliberately low-pitched female voice:

"Let me tell him..."

Accompanied by a brief murmur, Leon heard a clear voice from his ear:

"Hey! Lyon! Although it's a bit abrupt, this is Audrey, Audrey Nathan."

Hearing this name, Leon immediately thought of Phil Coulson's girlfriend, the cellist!

He was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted, and immediately greeted Roar: "Oh! Ms. Audrey, it's nice to meet you!"

"I often hear Uncle Phil talk about you, saying that you are a very good cellist..."

"Oh! Really?" The voice on the other side of the phone sounded very happy, "You speak too sweetly."

"Sudden call, did it bother you?"

"Nothing, you say..."

After chatting for a few words, just when Leon was almost overwhelmed by the enthusiasm of the future aunt, Audrey Nathan was reminded by Phil Coulson, and then remembered the purpose of calling.

"By the way, I almost forgot..."

Audrey Nathan on the other side of the phone paused, and then said: "Lyon, it's like this..."

"I'm at Phil's house now, and we just talked about you. I really want to see you too, so I want to ask you, do you have time to come over for dinner in the evening?"

Hearing this, Leon suddenly raised his brows, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but draw an arc.

Yo, you want me to come over for dinner?

What do I eat?

Is it an oversized dog food? !

Thinking of this, Leon felt that he had better refuse.

Besides, Natasha Romanoff has made an appointment...

Switching the phone to the other side, Leon said to Audrey Nathan on the other side of the phone in a slightly regretful tone: "I want to go very much. Really, I am also looking forward to seeing you."

"but!"

"Unfortunately, I just made an appointment with a friend to have dinner together tonight, maybe..."

He thought that in this way he could escape the fate of being fed dog food.

However, he still has a Tucson pattern...

He underestimated the enthusiasm of Audrey Nathan.

"Oh, it's okay, you can also bring your friends, come together, we are very welcome!" As soon as the voice fell, she still asked Phil Coulson who was standing by: "There are more people, don't you think? Phil?"

Staring at his girlfriend's eyes, Phil Coulson also spoke to the phone very cooperatively and said: "Uh...yes, very welcome..."

The hospitality is difficult, and Leon felt that when he heard these words, it really wouldn't work if he didn't go.

It didn't matter to him, but he didn't know if Natasha Romanoff would mind.

"That's it... Then I'll ask my friend first and see what she says."

"Okay, we are waiting for you!"

With a "click", the other party hung up the phone.

Leon, with a little helpless face, pressed a series of numbers with his fingers, dialed Natasha Romanoff again, and briefly explained the whole thing.

"...If it's not convenient for you, let me tell them..."

Before Leon could finish speaking, Natasha Romanoff interrupted him:

"It's okay, I only wanted to find one person to accompany me to drink, but now I have changed from one person to three. What else can I complain about?"

"Besides, I also want to see what kind of person Phil Coulson's girlfriend is."

In the words, Natasha Romanoff seemed to have a lot of energy.

It seemed that the trace of depression and depression that Leon had just heard was just an illusion...

"In this case, according to the original plan, I will pick you up at seven?"

"Okay, see you later."

After getting the consent of Natasha Romanoff, Leon immediately sent a text message to Phil Coulson, saying that he and Natasha Romanoff would pass.

After getting this done, Leon put the phone back in his trouser pocket and sighed involuntarily: "Oh...this super-large dog food, let's split half of it with Natasha Romanoff!"

. . . . . .

It's 6:55 in the evening.

The color of the evening is fading, and the dark iron curtain is coming.

The splendid night of New York is slowly showing the world the alluring side of the Big Apple City.

At this moment, Natasha Romanoff, wearing a black dress, is standing in front of the apartment with high heels up to seven centimeters high.

Judging from the dress on her body and the delicate makeup on her face, it seems that she has an appointment with a beautiful woman.

At the moment!

Booming...

Under the eyes of passers-by full of surprise and envy, an all-black Ferrari California T, accompanied by a roar of engine, suddenly stopped in front of Natasha Romanoff.

The window slowly fell, Leon, dressed in a black jacket and jeans, sat in the driver's seat and smiled evilly: "Hey! Beauty, are you interested in going for a drive with me?"

Seeing Leon's look of a bad man, Natasha Romanoff's mouth raised slightly, and suddenly showed a slightly apologetic expression: "Oh, I have made an appointment with someone, he is more handsome than you, so..."

As she spoke, she deliberately spread her hands and shrugged her shoulders, looking like "Sister has an appointment."

"Hahaha, you should go to Hollywood to develop!"

While joking, Natasha Romanoff lifted the skirt and sat in the passenger seat.

Booming...

The car rang away again with that fascinating roar.

Only a few passers-by who were taking pictures with their mobile phones were left muttering words such as "It's so cool", "Damn it, I want to buy one too"...

As soon as I got into the car, I just sat down and looked at Natasha Romanoff's interior decoration, and asked, "I bought a new car again? Don't you like driving cars?"

Regarding Lyon's preferences, Natasha Romanoff, a short-term partner, remembers clearly.

Upon hearing this, Lyon replied triumphantly while controlling the steering wheel: "Yes! But, this is Ferrari!"

"Is there any difference?"

"Definitely! There are only two sports cars in this world, one is called Ferrari and the other is called other sports cars!"

In Lyon's view, after buying a new sports car, not driving out for two laps is like walking at night.

Although he doesn't like to show off and show off like Stark.

However, people's vanity still drives him to do this kind of behavior that is not very "agent".

From this point of view, the power of money can sometimes really change a person...

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