I have a good impression of Marvel

The party hasn't started yet.

And as tonight's protagonist, Norman Osborne, has not yet appeared.

However, Leon met another owner of this mansion. . .

Turning around, the person standing in front of him was a blond boy who was about his waist and had his short hair combed shiny.

From the name he just called and the custom-made suit he was wearing, Leon quickly guessed the identity of the blond boy in front of him, Harry Osborn.

The future heir to the Osborne Group and the only son of Norman Osborne

These heavy names may still be unbearable weight for a boy who is only 10 years old.

Judging from the young man's efforts to pretend to be a young adult, we can know that the various looks he received in his daily life made him understand his identity and status early on.

However, this look is a bit cute in Leon's eyes.

After squatting half-crouching and looking parallel to the other person, Leon looked into the other person's eyes and asked with interest: "You are Mr. Osborne's son, little Harry, right?"

However, the young man's answer was somewhat arrogant:

"You haven't answered my question yet."

Leon has his own way of dealing with this naughty kid who hasn't received much love from his father since he was a child.

He first stretched out his hand and patted the other person's head mischievously, then imitated the other person's behavior just now and said, "You haven't answered my question yet, little guy."

Harry Osborn seemed to be frightened by Leon's bold move, and his tense little face suddenly became a little uneasy.

He vaguely felt that the young man in front of him was not like those people who wore fake smiles on their faces and were full of flattery, just to leave a good impression in front of his father.

This made him feel fresh and a little overwhelmed.

Looking at the hesitant little Harry, Leon took the initiative to stretch out his right hand and said with a smile: "My name is Leon Coulson, you can call me Leon, what about you?"

Harry Osborn looked at the big hand that was handed over, and then raised his head slightly to look into Leon's eyes.

There seemed to be nothing but friendliness in those blue eyes, which made little Harry couldn't help but stretch out his little hand and hold it with the big warm hand: "Well... my name is Ha. Leo Osborne.”

After shaking hands, little Harry seemed to have become much more introverted, and even his voice was much softer, "You haven't answered my question just yet..."

Leon slapped his head, "Oh, yes, I am the one who saved your father. But how did you know it? Did you listen to your father?"

Little Harry was silent for a moment before replying: "Alfred told me."

"Uh"

Hearing this somewhat familiar name, Leon raised his eyebrows and asked tentatively, "Alfred, can't he be your butler?"

He knew very well that a certain old man named "Alfred" was the most popular butler. . .

Little Harry stared at him curiously, "Well, how do you know Alfred is my butler?"

This answer left Leon speechless, and he complained in his heart: Oh my god, why are all butlers called "Alfred" these days?

There are a lot of nice names, can't you just call them any one?

What about Charles, John or something like that. . .

Even if it's called Jarvis, it's not impossible.

If he hadn't lived in this world for more than three years and had never heard of the terms Wayne family and Gotham, otherwise, Leon would have thought that he had come to the wrong DC studio. . .

After adjusting his mentality, Leon looked at Harry Osborn again, "What's the matter with you looking for me?"

"Well, it's nothing. I just want to see what kind of person the person who saved my father is..."

Leon smiled and spread his hands, "Now that you see it, how do you feel? Do you think I'm very powerful?"