I have a good impression of Marvel

The morning sunshine always has a refreshing feeling.

Especially in Long Island, New York, a place with beautiful scenery and pleasant climate

On a road in Suffolk County, accompanied by a low "roaring" sound, a figure speeded past in an instant

Leon, who was driving his black Lamborghini, was doing two things, holding the steering wheel with both hands while thinking about something in his mind.

Thanks to the constant circulation of "qi" in his body, Leon, who had been tinkering all night in the basement of the villa, still looked energetic.

In the early morning, he was preparing to drive back to Manhattan to meet with Botu to discuss the listing of "Shafwader".

Although as a hands-off shopkeeper, Lyon can leave many things to his disciples and other professionals.

However, some important decisions still need to be made by him

at this time

There was a sudden change in front of the distant road, which was smooth and without any traffic.

About 700 meters away, there was a car parked on the roadside with double flashing lights on.

Next to the car, there was a tall blond woman standing, holding out her right thumb to ask for help.

Looking at the "combination" in front of him, Leon immediately understood the situation.

"It must have broken down."

While thinking about this, he slightly relaxed the accelerator and slowed down the speed of the sports car.

The distance of several hundred meters passed by in an instant.

When Leon slowly parked his car next to the blond woman and rolled down the window, he realized that she was so beautiful.

Her proud figure, set off by a black floral top and a narrow green pencil skirt, makes her even more attractive.

That Eastern European face looks very much in line with Lyon's aesthetics.

With her big peach blossom eyes and tall nose, she looked like an elf of nature, staring quietly ahead.

Especially the beauty mark on the right side of her mouth, which adds a touch of seductiveness to her delicate face.

Marveled at the beauty of the other party, Leon was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted and said with a smile: "Hey, do you need help?"

The blonde beauty lowered her body slightly, looked at Leon in the sports car, spread her hands, and said helplessly: "My car broke down, and I have contacted the tow truck factory. But they said they can't come over until twenty minutes later."

"I wonder if you could give me a ride?"

After hearing this request, Leon sat in the driver's seat and waved directly without thinking too much:

"Come on up"

"Thank you very much." After thanking you, the blonde beauty opened the car door, opened her long legs, and sat in the passenger seat.

The faint fragrance suddenly lingered in the entire car, making Leon squint his eyes slightly, and then he became energetic.

As soon as she sat down, the beauty stroked her hair and continued to express her deep gratitude to Leon: "You really helped me a lot. If it weren't for you, I might have to wait outside for another twenty minutes."

While holding the steering wheel, Leon said softly: "It's nothing, it's a trivial matter. At this time, there are very few cars driving this way."

After a pause, Leon continued to ask: "You haven't told me yet, where are you going?"

"Oh, if it's convenient, just put me near Thirteenth Avenue in Queens."

"Okay." After replying, Leon glanced at the beautiful woman next to him through the rearview mirror and asked, "You don't look like a local."

"Why do you say that?" The blonde beauty turned slightly sideways and looked at Leon's profile with interest with her bright blue eyes.

"your accent"

"Oh I see, you guessed it right, I'm British."

The woman smiled while stroking her hands and explained: "I just took advantage of the vacation to travel to New York and relax."

"Who knew, the car I rented yesterday suddenly broke down today?"

When he heard the other party's background, Leon's expression didn't change much. He just replied lightly, "Oh, that's it."

However, in his heart, there were ripples

Because he was riding a stranger, Leon unknowingly slowed down the speed of his sports car in pursuit of safety.

This inadvertent move also gave the two of them more time to talk.

"By the way, my name is Ophelia, and what about you?"

"You can just call me Leon." After a simple reply, Leon once again said with a hint of saltiness: "Ophelia is a very nice name."

Hearing this, the other party just smiled slightly and responded very generously: "Thank you, this is the name my mother gave me. She likes the story of Hamlet very much."

Although the other party's sexy voice kept coming to his ears, Leon's mind was already full of thoughts.

In fact, from the moment he saw the other person, Leon knew the other person's full name and favorability.

Originally, the "Favorability: Cold" sign above the other party's head did not attract Leon's attention.

If you don't help the other party, the other party will be grateful to you.

However, when he slowly searched for the extremely rare name "Ophelia Sargsyan" in his memory bank, he suddenly felt a shock in his heart and thought of a person.

A Hydra executive whose name he had never met before but whose name he had heard

That is the only female leader of the Hydra branch, "Viper" known as "Mrs. Hydra"

Although I am not sure, the blond beauty sitting next to me is the legendary "Mrs. Hydra"

However, when Leon recalled it now, he realized that the time when the two met was a bit too coincidental.

As he said, at eight o'clock in the morning, at this time, people on Long Island were still enjoying a hearty breakfast at home, and not many people chose to drive into New York City.

Along the way, apart from his car heading towards the city, Leon saw almost no other cars.

Perhaps, the other party was waiting for me here specially.

it's not impossible

Moreover, there is another doubt that makes Leon a little concerned, and that is: accent

Although the other party's British accent was very pure, there was still a slight flaw in front of Lyon, who was proficient in various languages.

When the other party speaks, there are some pronunciations and tones that rise and fall very evenly, and are not as changeable as the British accent.

Leon recognized it as soon as he heard it. It was a phonetic characteristic of Hungarian.

Only by using Hungarian for a long time can such a habit be formed subconsciously.

After all, some things cannot be changed no matter how hard you try.

To sum up, Lyon came to a conclusion:

Even if the other party is not "Mrs. Hydra", she is definitely not the "Englishman who came to travel and relax" as she said.