Lyon’s tone is neither salty nor indifferent, making it difficult for James Wesley to guess Lyon’s true intentions.

　　 However, Leon's terrifying combat power is still deeply engraved in his heart.

　　 Therefore, he didn't want to treat other people like that. He said to Leon on the other side of the phone, "If you have anything, you can tell me," instead, he said, "Please wait a moment and I will notify him immediately."

　　 After finishing speaking, he took his mobile phone and took a gentle step, came behind Wilson Fisk, and reminded softly: "Your Excellency..."

　　 Fisk didn't look back, as if he hadn't heard him, and continued to look at the oil painting intently.

　　 No way, Wesley had to bite the bullet and said softly again: "Your Excellency, it's Mr. Lyon."

　　 The name "Lyon" seemed to possess a kind of magical power, which caused a faint ripple on Fisker's face without waves.

　　 With a slight frown, Fisk's burly and huge body slowly turned around and took the phone from Wesley: "It's me, Fisk."

　　 "Long time no see, Mr. Wilson."

　　 Leon's highly distinguished voice sounded again.

　　 Hearing the name of the other party, Fisker immediately understood that his actions seemed to work well...

　　 At least, you can hear from the other's tone that he put himself in a relatively equal position.

　　 "The information you sent last time, I haven't had time to say thank you."

　　 Fisk took the phone, came to the seat on the side, and sat down: "Nothing, it's just a small gift..."

　　 "However, I am calling this time not just to thank..."

　　 Fisk raised his eyebrows slightly, "Oh? I'm listening."

"I need your help!"

　　While speaking, Lyon talked to Fisk about the situation of the homeless lambs in the Academy, hoping that he would help settle these young people.

　　 "...This should be just a small thing for you..."

　　 Facing Leon's inexplicable proposal, Fisker hesitated. He didn't know Leon's purpose for doing this, and what exactly was it.

　　 Settling some homeless people is nothing to him, the underground king of New York.

　　 Just, what good is it for him to do this?

　　If Shouhehui knew that he kept these eyes and ears from Shouhehui Academy, it might cause Shouhehui's dissatisfaction.

　　 This is not in his interest.

　　 "I can't see, what good is it for me to do this."

　　 If you don't see the rabbit or scatter the eagle, Fisker's answer, Leon had already expected it.

　　 If Fisk is so easy to be persuaded, then he will not achieve his current hegemony.

　　 Leon felt that it was time to show his sincerity.

　　 "If you keep these people in, count as I owe you a favor."

　　 Leon’s words made Fisk fall into contemplation...

　　 Within a few seconds, he immediately made his decision: Promise him!

　　 Although this is only a non-binding verbal promise.

　　 But, for Fisk, this is the first step to turn the enemy into a friend with Leon, a superpower!

　　 What's more, the price paid is just to raise some idlers.

　　 There are only seventy or eighty people anyway, daily expenses, for Fisk, drizzle...

　　 was silent for a moment, just when Leon thought that the fat bald man was asleep, Fisker's low voice sounded again:

　　 "I will let Wesley take care of this."

　　 "Thank you very much! Mr. Wilson, I think we should meet again soon, and then we will have a drink..." Throwing aside such pointed words, Leon hung up the phone.

　　 After fixing the homeless young people, Leon returned to the square and saw the Asian girl brought by a policewoman, frowning.

　　 At this time, an imminent question suddenly came to his mind:

　　How to settle Colleen Wynn?

　　 However, before he could think of the answer to this question, Colleen Wen, who looked blank, had already come to him.

　　 "Sir, someone brought me here..."

　　 Inspector Owen nodded, waved back the female police officer, and then said to Leon on the side: "Agent Lyon, I won't bother you. I'll report the situation to the chief first."

"okay, thank you."

　　 After Inspector Owen walked away, only Leon and Colleen Wynd with big eyes and small eyes were left in the same place.

　　 Colleen Wen’s father, Li Wen, is a professor of Asian history at Columbia University in New York, and a Chinese immigrant to the United States.

　　 And her mother is Japanese.

　　 The characteristics of Oriental descent are especially obvious in this young girl who is in the blooming season.

　　 On the delicate face, there is not much European and American atmosphere, pure temperament, but more in line with the aesthetics of the Oriental.

　　 Coughed a little awkwardly, Leon squatted slightly, and showed Colleen Wen the friendliest smile in history, "Hello, my name is Leon, and your name is Colleen Wen, isn't it?"

　　 Looking at Leon's eyes that were still shining in the darkness, Colleen Wen didn't know why, and the swaying heart gradually calmed down.

　　 Colleen Wynn did not answer, but nodded slightly.

　　 This is a good sign!

　　 At least, this girl doesn’t think of herself as a strange uncle who buys goldfish...

　　 glanced at the nervous Colleen Wynn, Leon took out his FBI ID from his pocket, handed it to her, and explained, "Don't be nervous, I am not a bad person, I am an FBI agent."

　　 FBI, even Colleen Wen, who lives in Hokkaido all year round, has heard of this famous institution~lightnovelpub.net~ She nodded again, saying that she knew it.

　　Even though she concealed it well, Leon still heard a trace of relief from the girl’s breathing that became soft.

　　 Looking at Colleen Wynn like a frightened sheep, Leon suddenly remembered the sister he once had.

　　 She doesn't have much resemblance to Colleen Wynn.

　　 But, she and Colleen Wen have one thing in common, that is, those big watery eyes!

　　 Looking at those pitiful eyes, Leon suddenly said, "I don't know if your father has mentioned me to you. I am his friend."

　　 "Before he died, he told me that his daughter, he was going to come and meet him..."

　　 mentioned her father who had just passed away, Colleen Wynn finally said:

　　 "I didn't see you at the funeral..."

　　 Facing the girl’s questioning, Leon didn’t blink his eyes and replied, “I happened to be on a mission in another country, so I didn’t make it to the funeral.”

　　 "However, he had entrusted me with one thing before, a very important thing!"

　　 Colleen Wen was puzzled and asked: "What is it?"

"you!"

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