"Where have you been these days?"
On the intercontinental highway, in a black Chevrolet Suburban that was speeding, Phil Coulson, sitting in the driver's seat, finally couldn't bear it, and asked the doubt that haunted him for a long time.
While Leon felt the breeze coming in from the car window, he replied: "I went to a mysterious and amazing place like a fairyland."
"Wonderland? The place we are going to is the wonderland on earth…" Phil Coulson murmured, then continued to ask, "Is there no internet in Wonderland? Why don't you even call back?!"
Listening to some complaints in his uncle's tone, Leon quickly explained: "There is indeed some backwardness there, not to mention the Internet, there is no electricity…"
"No electricity?! What the hell did you go! Did you go to North Africa for humanitarian aid?"
"Uh…" Leon didn't know how to answer, his eyes rolled, and he suddenly said, "Yes, I heard Hill say that something happened to our gold-hearted Iron Man? You can tell me something."
Glancing at his nephew who forcibly changed the subject, Phil Coulson was also very keenly aware. He didn't want to say it, but for some reason, it was hard to say.
In this case…
"It's okay, maybe it's too much pretense recently. Some people see him as unpleasant and come out to anal him…"
definitely, Phil Coulson won't be so direct.
He told Leon about Stark's palladium poisoning, the grudge between Ivan Vanke and Stark, and the assassination during the Monaco car race…
"By the way, Natasha Romanoff was also sent to Stark by Director Nick Fury to act as an undercover agent and monitor Stark…"
"Oh, this way…" Although he had known the information for a long time, Leon still pretended to have an expression of "it is so".
On the way back to New York by car, Leon, who had been in Kunlun for three months, was like a sponge, absorbing all kinds of intelligence from Phil Coulson in the past three months.
Among them, in addition to Stark's intelligence, what caught Leon's attention most was the battle between the military and Hulk at Calvo University.
Although General Ross's news was sealed off very well. However, as the world's largest agent intelligence agency, S.H.I.E.L.D always finds a gap, can get in and get information…
With that said, Iron Man, Thor, Hulk, the three most able-bodied among Avengers, have all appeared now.
Will the New York battle that affects the world's structure be far behind?
Thinking of this, Leon's sense of urgency could not help but gradually came to his mind.
The overwhelming Qitarian army, with his current Ability, as long as it is not set on fire or encounters Loki, it should be able to survive this battle.
However, the uncle sitting next to him is not necessarily…
Looking at Phil Coulson, who was concentrating on driving next to him, Leon wrinkled his eyebrows, clenched his fists in his hands, and made up his mind:
"Want to kill Phil Coulson? Step on my body first!"
. . .
Back downstairs in the apartment in Queens, New York, Leon got out of the car and walked a few steps, only to find that Phil Coulson was still sitting in the driver's seat, holding the steering wheel, motionless.
"Aren't you going up?" Leon asked with some doubts.
"No, on Stark's side, I have to go over and call… After all, after being transferred, I have to hand over the monitoring task."
Leon, who heard Phil Coulson's words and watched the movie, 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: "In this case, let's split our troops…"
"After you go to Los Angeles, and then go directly to New Mexico, I will leave from New York. Once we find out what happens, let's call?"
"Also." Phil Coulson agreed to this, relatively speaking, more efficient proposal.
Booming…
Watching Phil Coulson drive away, Leon, also carrying his big backpack, returned to the apartment where he had been away for three months.
The apartment that had not been back for several months and had no housekeeping staff to take care of, inevitably accumulated a 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 pick water and chop wood to burn the fire.
He really missed the hot water sprayed from the shower head and the comfort of washing his whole body…
After taking a comfortable hot bath, Leon had accumulated his beard for several months and shaved it.
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…
Changing into a casual outfit and putting on a black motorcycle jacket, Leon went to the living room and turned over the contents of the backpack.
When he left Kunlun, the gains he brought out from Kunlun, except for the two semi-finished supernatural skills in the list of [skills] that need to be practiced to truly master-[Kunlun Wushu (unfinished)], [Kunlun Qi (unfinished) There is basically nothing else except completion)].
Even the ancient book "Sun Jue" was taken back by Lei Gong before he left.
However, he had gone for Kunlun swordsmanship this time, and being able to learn extra "qi" was already an unexpected big gain.
He will take care of the minutiae…
This is, Leon took out the black Tang knife with the scabbard and hilt from the big backpack, and yanked it!
Cang!
The unsheathed "Dark Moon" is still like a hidden swordsman, with no sense of sharpness at all.
However, only Leon knew that his weapon was very much looking forward to cutting something.
Thinking of going to New Mexico this time, he might encounter the Destroyer, Leon felt that wearing this knife might be able to make a difference.
After packing up his things, Leon began to recall the plot in the movie, trying to find out the specific location where Thor and Meow Hammer landed.
However, due to the long memory, he racked his brains and did not find a specific location.
At this moment, he suddenly slapped his thigh and suddenly realized: "By the way, why am I so stupid!"
As if thinking of something, Leon hurriedly took out his satellite phone that he hadn't used for a long time and got through a number: "Hello, this is…"
Before the other party finished speaking, Leon interrupted directly: "The agent number is 95OF37F8…please help me pick up the intelligence department."
"please wait."
After waiting for a while, a nice female voice came to my ears: "This is the Intelligence Department, Lyon agent, what can I do for you?"
"I want to check all the information of a person!"
"name."
"Jane Foster!"