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"oops"

With a cry of surprise, the woman who was hit stepped back slightly.

The step back was even more accidental, and I missed the step.

Seeing the other person falling backwards, Leon's muscles tightened, and he quickly stretched out his right hand and hugged the other person's slender waist.

Although the embarrassment of the woman falling backwards was avoided, the jacket she was holding fell to the ground.

However, at this moment, neither of them had time to pay attention to the coats that fell on the ground.

Their eyes met, Leon's blue eyes met a pair of green eyes that concealed a deep mystery.

From those eyes, Leon seemed to see inquiry, surprise, and a trace of confusion.

Just when Leon was taken away for a moment by those eyes that seemed to be able to suck away the soul, the woman's words brought him back to his senses:

"Well, you can let me go now."

"Uh-oh"

At the other party's reminder, Leon hurriedly released his hold on the other party's waist.

"Very sorry, me"

As he explained, he moved his gaze from the green eyes to his face.

Only now did Leon see the other party's appearance clearly.

It didn't matter what he saw. It shocked his heart and his pupils suddenly dilated several times.

A head of soft black curly hair adds a quiet atmosphere to that charming face.

The bright red lips, set off by the high bridge of the nose, are even more charming.

What he saw in front of him shocked Leon, and he couldn't help shouting: "You can't find anything even if you wear iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get here."

The charming woman standing in front of Leon actually looks exactly like the widowed sister in his heart.

From the words "Natasha Romanoff, Favorability: Cold" on the other side's head, you can know that this black-haired beauty is exactly the person he wants to see the most and is also the person he has been pursuing for this period of time. "Black Widow" Natasha Romanoff

The excited person didn't notice how rude he was staring blankly at the other person in the other person's eyes.

The woman frowned slightly, opened her red lips slightly, and said again: "It doesn't matter."

After saying that, the woman turned slightly, trying to bend down and pick up the coat on the ground.

At this time, Leon, who had already determined the identity of the other party in his mind, raised his eyebrows, bent down and picked up the coat at a faster speed than the other party.

Handing the coat to the other party, Leon then showed a charming smile, "Your coat."

"Thank you."

The woman took the coat, thanked her, and then turned and left.

Looking at the woman's retreating back, Leon stood there, but the corners of his mouth slowly drew an upward arc, "Fitz, your little toy, don't let me down."

. . . . . .

As soon as she walked out of the opera house, Natasha Romanov suddenly turned back and looked at the opera house behind her for some unknown reason.

"that person"

She had a feeling that something was wrong, but she couldn't put it into words.

Natasha stood there, thinking for a moment, and finally shook her head, throwing away the messy thoughts, and murmured: "Maybe I am too worried."

Then, she put on her coat and walked to her residence a few blocks away in the dim moonlight.

Just when Natasha left the confines of the opera house, a tall figure slowly walked out of the darkness of the opera house door.

"Huh, I was almost discovered. I'm really alert. It's best not to follow too close." Leon lowered his head and murmured a few words, then took out his BlackBerry phone from his trouser pocket and turned on the satellite positioning system.

After a while of operation, a two-dimensional map appeared on the phone screen, as well as a shining red dot and a green dot.

Seeing this scene, Leon also showed a relaxed smile, "Now, let's see where you go next."

five minutes ago

Inside the opera house, though