I Have a Good Impression on Marvel

Not long after joining S.H.I.E.L.D., Leon, a rookie, naturally did not have the power to act alone like Hawkeye.

But even so, his days were extremely "full"

I don't know if it was Fury's arrangement, in order to let him familiarize himself with the special occupation of an agent as soon as possible. . .

In the next two months, Lyon basically did not stop for a moment, and flew around the world with Hawkeye all day, performing various tasks.

Infiltrating, collecting intelligence, seizing documents, killing terrorists, etc., all kinds of things that belong to the scope of the special agent's work, he did it all.

Various missions brought him not only the understanding of the work of special agents, but also the mission experience, as well as the considerable experience points that made him smile.

After two months, Lyon gained as many as 12,000 experience points by completing several tasks issued by the system.

And he didn't even have to think about it, he directly used the 10,000 experience in it to learn another extraordinary skill [Sharpshooter] on "Hawkeye" Clint Barton!

In this way, the skills on his body and the combat power brought to him are enough to make him the second "Hawkeye"!

However, the increase in combat power did not cover up the burden and pressure brought to him due to the continuous tasks.

Especially when he came back from the Middle East where the warlords were fighting, that heavy feeling was always with him and could not be dissipated for a long time.

Those faces crying under the flames of war made him ask himself: Has everything he done helped the world in any way?

he does not know.

He only knew that he needed a little time to stop and adjust his mentality.

No, Leon, who had just returned from a mission on the other side of the world, sat in the driver's seat, driving the Kun-style fighter jet, while sitting in the fighter jet, wiping all kinds of arrows with his eagle eyes, and complained:

"Boss, do we have any vacations for this job?"

Hearing Leon's thirteenth question, Clint Barton didn't lift his head, while continuing his work, he replied to him with the same answer the thirteenth: "Yes, no."

Leon rolled his eyes, and said helplessly: "Is it yes or no! Your answer means no answer..."

Not caring about Lyon's small emotions, Clint Barton continued to explain to him:

"As you know, it's not up to us, it's up to the superiors to weigh. As long as they say, we can take vacations, then we have vacations. But once they say that the world still needs us, the country still needs us. If we need us, we must not leave half a step."

"The world needs us, and we have to be free! That's what this job does!"

Barbara. . .

The two were born and died, and they have been together for two months. Lyon also learned a lot about Clint Barton:

He likes black; he likes to drink tequila; he likes to take family photos out of his pocket and stare at them before going to bed. . .

How did Leon know that, you ask?

When the two of them performed lurking missions in the wild, they had long since slept together. . .

Even Clint Barton, a family member who has never mentioned it to outsiders, has revealed some information to Lyon.

One can imagine how close the relationship between Leon and him is.

After getting along, Leon unexpectedly discovered that this buddy who doesn't talk much is a good friend with his Uncle Phil, which is not unreasonable.

Contrary to Coulson's idealization and lofty beliefs in his heart, everything Clint Barton does is driven by a strong sense of responsibility.

Whether it is for the country or for his family, he is willing to give everything for them.

This may be another important reason why Fury and Coulson put Lyon under him.

. . . . . .

On a long-distance flight, only chatting can make the time pass faster.

After setting the Quinjet to autopilot mode, Leon also got up from the driver's seat, stretched his waist, and came to Clint Barton, who was concentrating on wiping arrows.

"By the way, there is one thing I want to tell you."

"Say."

"Two days ago, I suddenly received a call. Guess who is calling?" Leon didn't give the answer immediately, but sold his words.

"I'll give you a hint, you and I both know each other..."

Before the cryptic Leon could finish his hint, Clint Barton interrupted him directly, "It's Norman Osborn."

"Uh?!"

The correct answer made Leon stunned for a moment, and then he asked with a bewildered expression, "How do you know it's him?"

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly hugged himself with both hands and looked at Hawkeye in horror, "Could it be that you eavesdropped on my phone call?!"

Clint Barton smiled, directly ignoring Leon's performance, and continued in a calm tone: "Not only that, I also know that he called you to invite you to his big mansion. , to his birthday party."

Leon frowned, feeling that things were not that simple.

However, Clint Barton's next answer eased his frown a lot - "He also called to invite me, but I declined."

"That is to say, this is just a small reward for saving his life last time?"

"It should be." Clint Barton nodded in agreement.

"But I remember, I didn't tell him, what's our name? How does he know that the person who saved him belongs to both of us?" Leon asked again.

"Don't forget, he is the president of the Osborne Group..."

A sentence with deep meaning made Leon suddenly realize.

Also, as the head of the Osborn Group, Norman Osborn's intelligence sources are all over the world, and he has contacts with the military and ZF.

If you want to check one or two people, it is not too simple. . .

At this time, Leon seemed to suddenly remember something, and looked at Clint Barton suspiciously, "Oh, no! Why did you refuse? This is just a very good opportunity to relax!"

"I have something to do. Besides, I have no interest in this kind of capitalist pretending party." Clint Barton's tone seemed to have a trace of disdain.

However, this answer made Leon even more curious, and he continued to ask: "What can you do? Or, what task did Director Fury give you in private?"

Seeing the intense inquiry in Leon's eyes, Clint Barton's face suddenly appeared unnatural, and he put down the arrow while wiping, "No, it's mainly... Lola is about to give birth, so I want to ask for leave, Go back and spend some time with her..."

"Ah?! Really?! Lola is about to give birth?!!" The unexpected answer made Leon dance with excitement.

Only he himself knew that this news, like a flawless ray of light, shot directly above his heart, which was covered in dust by killing, crying, and death.

Some negative energy disappeared instantly!

"It's a boy or a girl? What's his name? Can I take a look at his photo?" Leon asked hastily.

"It's a boy named Callum..."

In the icy fighter plane, two elite agents who had just completed their mission, just like this, they talked about the topic of children. . .