"Where the hell have you been these days?"

    On the intercontinental highway, Colson, sitting in the driver''s seat in a speeding black Chevrolet suburban, finally couldn''t bear it and asked the question that had haunted his heart for a long time.

    While Lyon was feeling the breeze blowing in from the window, he replied, "I went to a mysterious, amazing place like a fairyland."

    "Fairyland? The place we are going to is the fairyland on earth..." Colson murmured in a low voice and continued to ask, "is there no Internet in fairyland? Why don''t you call back?"

    Listening to some complaints in his uncle''s tone, Lyon quickly explained: "there is indeed some backwardness, not to mention the Internet, there is no electricity..."

    "No electricity?! where the hell have you been? Have you gone to North Africa for humanitarian assistance?"

    "Er..." Lyon didn''t know how to answer. His eyes turned and suddenly said, "by the way, I heard Hill say, something happened to our playful iron man? Tell me about it."

    Glancing at his nephew who forcibly changed the topic, Colson was also keenly aware that he didn''t want to say, but it was hard to say for some reason.

    In that case

    "It''s nothing. Maybe he''s been acting too hard recently. Some people don''t like him and come out to anal him..."

    Of course, Colson won''t be so direct.

    He told Lyon about Stark''s Palladium poisoning, Ivan Vanke''s resentment with stark, and the assassination during the Monaco motor race

    "By the way, director Frey sent Natasha to stark to be an undercover and monitor stark..."

    "Oh, so..." although he already knew the information, Lyon still pretended to be "I see.".

    On the way back to New York, Lyon, who had been in Kunlun for three months, was like a sponge, frantically absorbing all kinds of information from Colson in the past three months.

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

    Although the news from general Ross''s side is well blocked. However, as the world''s largest secret service intelligence agency, s.h.i.e.l.l.d. always finds gaps, can drill in and obtain intelligence

    So, iron man, Thor and hawk, the three best players in the avenger alliance, have all appeared now.

    Will the war in New York, which affects the world pattern, be far behind?

    Thinking of this, Lyon''s sense of urgency gradually came to his mind.

    The overwhelming zitari army, with his current ability, should be able to survive the war as long as it is not set on fire or meets rocky.

    However, the uncle sitting next to him is not necessarily

    Looking at Colson, who was concentrating on driving beside him, Leon frowned, clenched his fists and made up his mind:

    "Want to kill Colson? Step on my body first!"

    。。。

    Returning to his apartment downstairs in Queens, New York, Leon got off first and took a few steps, only to find that Colson was still sitting in the driver''s seat, steering the wheel and motionless.

    "Don''t you go up?" Lyon asked back with some doubts.

    "No, stark, I have to go over and say hello... After all, I have to hand over the monitoring task when I am transferred."

    Lyon, who heard Colson''s words and watched the movie plot, also knows that stark at this time should be studying the new elements left by his father at home.

    Lyon nodded and put forward a suggestion: "in that case, let''s split up..."

    "After you go to Los Angeles, then go directly to New Mexico. I''ll start from New York. Once we find anything, let''s call?"

    "Yes," Colson agreed to the relatively efficient proposal.

    Boom

    Watching Colson drive away, Lyon also carried his big backpack and returned to his apartment after three months of absence.

    The apartment that hasn''t come back for several months and has no housekeeping staff to take care of has inevitably accumulated a layer of light dust.

    It''s just that this is not a good time for cleaning.

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

    In Kunlun, if you want a hot bath, you have to carry water and cut firewood for fire.

    He really misses the hot water sprayed by the shower head and the comfort of washing his whole body

    After taking a comfortable hot bath, Lyon shaved his beard, which he had saved for months.

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

    As for a long brown hair, grab it twice and let it go

    After changing into casual clothes and putting on a black motorcycle jacket outside, Lyon came to the living room and turned out the contents of his backpack.

    When he left Kunlun, he basically had nothing to gain from Kunlun except the two semi-finished extraordinary skills in the [skills] list that needed continuous practice to really master - [Kunlun Martial Arts (unfinished)] and [Kunlun Qi (unfinished)].

    Even the ancient book of "Sun determination" was taken back by Lei Gong before he left.

    However, this time he was aiming at Kunlun swordsmanship. It was an unexpected harvest to learn "Qi" additionally.

    It''s up to him to do the minor things

    This is, Leon took out the scabbard and handle from his big backpack, like a black Tang Dao, and pulled it out!

    Qiang!

    The "dark moon" out of its scabbard is still like a hidden swordsman, without the feeling of being sharp.

    However, only Lyon knows that his weapon is looking forward to cutting something.

    At the thought of this trip to New Mexico, Lyon felt that wearing this knife might play a role.

    After packing up, Lyon began to recall the plot in the film, trying to find the specific place where Thor and meow hammer landed.

    However, due to his long memory, he racked his brains and couldn''t find a specific place.

    At this time, he suddenly patted his thigh and suddenly realized, "by the way, why am I so stupid!"

    As if thinking of something, Lyon quickly took out his long unused satellite mobile phone and got through a number: "Hello, this is..."

    Before the other party finished speaking, Lyon directly interrupted: "the agent number is 95of37f8... Please connect me to the intelligence department."

    "Just a moment, please."

    After waiting for a moment, a beautiful female voice came to my ear: "this is the intelligence department, agent Lyon. What can I do for you?"

    "I want to check all the information of a person!"

    "Name."

    "Jane foster!"