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"Where have you been these days?"

Coulson, who was sitting in the driver's seat of a speeding black Chevrolet suburban on the interstate, finally couldn't hold it any longer and asked the question that had been lingering in his mind for a long time.

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

"The place we plan to go to in Wonderland is Wonderland on Earth." Colson muttered in a low voice, and then continued to ask: "Is there no Internet in Wonderland? Why didn't you call me back?"

Listening to the slight complaint in his uncle's tone, Leon quickly explained: "It is indeed a bit backward there. Not to mention the Internet, there is no electricity."

"Where the hell did you go when there was no electricity? Did you go to North Africa to do humanitarian aid?"

"Uh" Leon didn't know how to answer. He rolled his eyes and said suddenly: "By the way, I heard Hill say that if something happens to our spendthrift Iron Man, please tell me."

Glancing at his nephew who forcibly changed the subject, Colson also noticed very keenly that it wasn't that he didn't want to say it, but that it was difficult to say for some reason.

In this case

"It's nothing. Maybe he's been showing off too much recently. Someone didn't like him and came out to anally him."

Of course, Coulson wouldn't be so direct.

He told Leon about Stark's palladium poisoning, the grudge between Ivan Vanko and Stark, and the assassination during the Monaco Automobile Race.

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

"Oh, that's it." Although he already knew this information, Leon still pretended to be like "I see."

While driving back to New York, Leon, who had stayed in Kunlun for three months, was like a sponge, frantically absorbing all kinds of information from Coulson in the past three months.

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

Although General Ross blocked the news of the military very well. However, as the world's largest secret service intelligence agency, SHIELD always finds cracks to slip into and obtain intelligence.

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

Is the Battle of New York, which will affect the world structure, still far away?

Thinking of this, Leon's sense of urgency gradually surged into his heart.

The overwhelming Chitauri army, with his current abilities, should be able to survive this battle as long as he doesn't get caught in the fire or encounter Loki.

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

Looking at Colson who was concentrating on driving next to him, Leon frowned, clenched his fists with both hands, and made a secret decision in his heart:

"If you want to kill Coulson, you must first step on my body."

. . .

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

"You're not going up?" Leon was a little confused and asked back.

"No, Stark, I have to go over and say hello. After all, I have been transferred, and I have to hand over the monitoring task."

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

Leon nodded and made a suggestion: "In this case, let's divide our forces into two groups."

"After you go to Los Angeles, then go directly to New Mexico. I will set off from New York. Once we find out anything, we will contact you by phone."

"Okay." Coulson agreed to this, which was a relatively efficient proposal.

Rumble

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

After not being back for several months and having no housekeeping staff to take care of the apartment, it was inevitable that a light layer of dust would accumulate.

However, this is not a good time to clean.

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

In Kunlun, if you want a hot bath, you have to fetch water and chop wood for a 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 shaved off the beard he had accumulated for several months.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Leon touched his smooth chin and showed a narcissistic smile: "Still so handsome."

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

After changing into casual clothes and putting on a black motorcycle jacket, Leon went to the living room and took out the contents of his backpack.

When he left Kunlun, what he brought out from Kunlun was basically nothing except the two semi-finished extraordinary skills in the skill list that needed to be continued to be practiced before he could truly master them: Kunlun Martial Arts and Kunlun Qi. .

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

However, this time he was originally aiming for Kunlun Swordsmanship, so being able to learn additional "Qi" was an unexpected big gain.

Let him take care of the minutiae.

At this time, Leon took out the Tang sword with a scabbard and a black handle from his big backpack, and pulled it out suddenly

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The "Dark Moon" unsheathed still looks like a hidden swordsman, without any sense of sharpness.

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

Thinking about the high possibility of encountering the Destroyer during this trip to New Mexico, Leon felt that wearing this knife might be useful.

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

However, since his memory was a bit distant, he racked his brains and could not find the specific location.

At this time, he suddenly slapped his thigh and said, "By the way, why am I so stupid?"

As if he thought 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 the other party could finish speaking, Leon interrupted directly: "The agent number is 95of37f8. Please help me pick up the Intelligence Department."

"please wait."

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

"I want to check all the information about a person"

"name."

"Jane Foster"