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Time passes bit by bit

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

In just an hour, she completed all the analysis and testing of the medicine.

Arriving in front of Leon, Simmons handed the tablet in his hand to Leon, while clicking on the demonstration image on the screen, explaining to him:

"This is indeed a medicine that can alleviate withdrawal reactions. However, as you said, this is only a semi-finished product and has not been fully studied. Once perfected, it can save thousands of people suffering from withdrawal reactions. Man, escape from the sea of ​​suffering"

"This is a drug worthy of competing for the Nobel Prize in Medicine"

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

"That's why I'm here"

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

Looking into Leon's sincere and determined blue eyes, Simons suddenly felt a great sense of mission coming to her heart, making her breathing gradually become faster.

However, she doesn't hate the feeling of being entrusted with important tasks, but she likes it very much.

Simmons nodded fiercely and said solemnly: "I will try my best to complete it."

At this time, Fitz on the side also intervened at the right time: "If you need my help,"

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

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

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

Friendship often comes to you quietly inadvertently

. . . . . .

The night is hazy, and the moonlight shines on the smooth road, giving it an indescribable sense of deserted beauty.

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

bell bell

In an SUV that was protected from the front and rear, the sudden ringtone of a mobile phone instantly broke the darkness in the car.

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

"Hey"

"it's me."

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

In the narrow space inside the car, even a slight sound could not escape Fisker's ears.

What's more, Wesley's exclamation voice was a little too loud

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

Wesley didn't dare to neglect and immediately handed the phone to Fisk.

"Hey"

Leon on the other side of the phone couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard Fisk's deep and hoarse voice: "Mr. Wilson, good evening."

""

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

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

"Well now"

"Yes, as for the location, it will be at the restaurant where we first met."

"can."

"See you later"

With a "click" sound, after Fisk hung up the phone, Wesley, who was sitting in the opposite car seat, couldn't wait to ask: "Sir, what does he want to do?"

"I don't know, maybe it has something to do with Shou Hehui."

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

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

"The community that the New York police seized was, as you might have guessed, the property of the Hand."

"Is that really the case?" Fisk muttered to himself.

"Not only that, Leon played a very important role in this raid. I heard that it was he who sneaked into that community and found the key criminal evidence that allowed the police to carry out the operation unscrupulously."

Having said this, Wesley looked at Fisk who stood motionless with some admiration, and complimented: "Your Excellency, congratulations, your plan has paid off."

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

He didn't expect that Leon's movements would be so fast and his shots would be so violent.

As soon as he took action, he completely destroyed a large hideout of Shou Hehui.

Thinking of this, Fisk was a little glad that he didn't listen to Mrs. Gao and take action against Leon, but chose to show his kindness to him.

This man is more terrifying than Shou Hehui

This time, Leon suddenly requested a meeting, leaving Fisk confused as to what he wanted to do.

He knows nothing about Lyon

However, when he thought of Leon's words on the phone two days ago, Fisk couldn't help but feel calmer.

In his opinion, Leon was like a sleeping dragon.

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

Only when faced with a threat, will they suddenly awaken and launch unrelenting attacks on the enemy?

At this time, Fisk suddenly thought of something, and his eyes flashed:

"Perhaps his purpose is them."

After half an hour.

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

One is the boss behind this French restaurant and the overlord of the New York underground, Wilson Fisk

The other one was a young man with brown hair and 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 a horrified expression.

It's him

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

Unaware that his reappearance made a middle-aged man extremely uneasy, Leon just looked at Fisk sitting opposite him quietly and said in a deep voice: "Long time no see, Mr. Wilson."

"You too, Mr. Lyon."

After looking around, Leon turned his head, looked at Fisk sitting opposite, and said with a smile: "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 about that?" Fisk said with meaning.

Nodding slightly, Leon praised: "Very good."

Before he finished speaking, the conversation suddenly changed: "Actually, I'm not a person who likes to owe favors."

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