"It's great!"

"Welcome!"

　　 Seeing Skye and Simmons hugging each other in excitement, and Fitz who was grinning, Leon also raised the corners of his mouth, showing a faint smile.

　　 Yes, Skye accepted Coleson’s proposal after all.

　　 When Coleson was in front of everyone and announced that Skye would join the team as an adviser, everyone's reaction was very different.

　　 Simmons and Fitz are very happy.

　　 After all, Skye and the two are about the same age, they are friendly, lively and cheerful, and they like to make jokes. They are much better than Ward and Melinda May who are always stern...

　　 Melinda May, who served as the driver, did not protest in front of everyone.

　　 However, judging from her slightly frowned brows, it can be known that she does not agree with another child on the plane who cannot fight.

　　 As for Ward, who is most likely to protest, it may be because Skye helped him escape from the underground base; or because Leon was present and he did not appeal in public.

　　 However, judging from his constipation-like expression, Leon felt that Colson’s dream team still needed some time to get in touch.

　　Of course, these things have nothing to do with him...

　　 When the "Bus" arrived in the City of Angels in California, Leon bid farewell to everyone.

　　 "Did you leave so soon? Got another task?"

　　 Facing Simmons’ question, Leon shrugged, his expression relaxed:

　　 "That's not true, I have to deal with some personal affairs, so..."

　　 "Well then, let's see you next time."

　　 After bidding farewell to the science duo, Leon came to Ward's body, patted him on the shoulder, and said seriously:

　　 "Hey! Dude, protect them..."

　　 Ward was taken aback for a moment, but for some reason, he suddenly felt heavy on his shoulders.

　　 A strong sense of mission suddenly surged into his heart, making him nodded without a serious expression.

　　 "And you, Skye!"

　　 When Leon suddenly called his name, Skye couldn't help but stared at him blankly.

　　 "I hope that when we meet next time, your perception of SHIELD will change."

　　 The words that meant something, coupled with that extremely warm smiling face, made Skye smile involuntarily, and said softly:

"Will do…"

　　 After bidding farewell to everyone one by one, Lyon, who completed the support mission, came gently like a breeze, waved his hand, and did not take away a cloud.

　　. . . . . .

　　 Lincoln City, Nebraska.

　　 Lyon, who had just bid farewell to Coulson and others, came to a private industrial factory in the suburbs.

　　 And waiting for him there is an "old friend"...

　　 Different from the tranquility of the outside world, a large factory area is full of voices.

　　 The scientific research equipment can be seen everywhere, the researchers in a hurry, and the whole factory area is like a secret large hangar.

　　 And the most eye-catching thing in the entire factory area is not the scientific researchers or expensive equipment, but quietly parked in the center, a huge, dark, and futuristic fighter plane!

　　 This is a new type of fighter that is completely different from any fighter in the world.

　　 From the appearance, this fighter is like a swallow flying in the sky.

　　 Hank Pim, in a white coat, and several scientific researchers who also wear white coats, stood beside the fighter plane, pointed at the fighter plane in front of him.

　　 "In order to avoid insufficient power of the turbo engine, a set of injection devices should be installed at the bottom of the fuselage..."

　　 "Also, reflective technology..."

　　 At this moment, an abrupt voice came from behind:

　　 "It's exactly the same as I imagined..."

　　 Hearing this, Hank Pim couldn't help but halt, and then waved back the scientific researcher beside him before turning around.

　　 is greeted by Leon’s brilliant smiling face.

　　 Seeing him, Hank Pym said a little bit irritably: "Why are you kid here? Isn't it the one who came to rush me?"

　　 Hearing this, Leon waved his hand quickly and strongly denied: "Hank, how dare I urge you... I just come over and take a look, by the way, I will comfort you."

　　 Then, Leon seemed to be doing magic, and from behind he took out a transparent bottle with a brand logo printed on the bottle, and said "HavanaClub", and raised it to Hank Pim.

　　 "This is the white rum of the Havana Club, made by the chief brewmaster Don Jones Silva, don't you try it?"

　　 Seeing this bottle of wine, Father Pim's eyes lit up, and his expression suddenly became clearer.

　　 "Huh! You guys are acquainted..."

After 　　 laughed and cursed, Hank Pim turned around, waved his hand, and shouted:

　　 "One hour off!"

　　 When all the engineers and researchers left, only Hank Pym and Leon were left in the entire hangar.

　　 opened the white rum that Lyon had brought, took out two goblets, poured a glass for each of them, Lyon, who was holding the glass, couldn't wait to ask:

　　 "Hank, how is it going?"

　　 Dr. Pim, who seemed to have expected Leon to ask such a question a long time ago, did not answer immediately. Instead, he sipped the rum in his glass, closed his eyes, and after a good taste, he said slowly:

"It's all going great."

　　 "When can the test flight be possible then?" Leon continued to ask.

　　 "If it is fast, it should be one month later, if it is slow, it should be two months."

　　 Holding the goblet, Leon unintentionally tasted the wine in the glass, and all his attention was focused on the huge fighter plane.

　　 After walking around the fighter plane, Leon returned to Hank Pym again.

　　 As if noticing the satisfaction in Leon’s eyes, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Dr. Pim smiled, and then asked, "Are you satisfied with this big guy?"

"Are you joking?!"

　　 Lyon spread his hands and reacted greatly, with a boastful tone: "I'm so satisfied that I can't be more satisfied!"

　　 "You know, this is the famous Hank Pim, specially created for me, who has such an honor?!"

　　 "Strictly speaking, I did not build it for you, but you came to me and asked me to help you"

　　 "Hey, it's all the same, don't care about these little details..."

　　...

　　Looking at Leon's funny look, the wrinkles on Father Pim's face deepened a bit.

　　For some reason, Dr. Pim always feels at ease when dealing with young people who are a few rounds away from Leon, as if two friends are communicating.

　　Perhaps, this is the so-called year-long acquaintance...

　　 At this time, Leon’s voice sounded in his ear again:

　　 "By the way, does it have a name?"

　　 Hearing this, Dr. Pim raised his brows and said solemnly, "Of course!"

　　 "Oh, what is it called?"

　　 "Nightwing!"

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