I Have a Good Impression on Marvel

The party hasn't started yet.

And as tonight's protagonist, Norman Osborn, has yet to appear.

However, Lyon met another owner of this mansion. . .

Turning around, standing in front of him was a blond boy who was as tall as his waist and combed his short hair into a glossy finish.

From the name just now and the custom-made suit he was wearing, Leon quickly guessed the identity of the blond boy in front of him-Harry Osborn!

The future heir to the Osborn Group, the only son of Norman Osborn!

These heavy titles may be unbearable for a 10-year-old boy.

Judging from the young man's efforts to pretend to be a little adult, it can be seen that the various sights he received in his daily life made him understand his identity and status early.

However, in Leon's eyes, this look is a little cute.

After squatting and keeping his eyes parallel to the other party, Leon looked into the other party's eyes and asked with interest, "You are Mr. Osborn's son, little Harry?"

However, the boy's answer was somewhat arrogant:

"You haven't answered my question yet!"

Lyon has his own set of methods to deal with this bear child who has not received much care from his father since he was a child.

He first reached out and patted the other party's head mischievously, then imitated the other party's appearance and said, "You haven't answered my question yet! Little guy."

Harry Osborn seemed to be frightened by Leon's bold move, and his tight little face suddenly became a little uneasy.

He vaguely felt that the young man in front of him was not like those with a fake smile on his face and a mouth full of flattery just to make a good impression in front of his father.

This made him feel fresh, but also a little overwhelmed.

Looking at the hesitant little Harry, Leon took the initiative to stretch out his right hand and smiled: "My name is Leon Coulson, you can call me Leon, how about you?"

Harry Osborn looked at the big hand handed over, and then raised his head slightly to look at Leon's eyes.

Those azure blue eyes seemed to contain nothing but friendliness, which made Harry stretch out his small hand and hold it with the warm big hand: "Well... my name is Ha. Leigh Osborn."

After shaking hands, little Harry seemed to have become a lot more introverted, and even his voice was a lot quieter, "You haven't answered my question just now..."

Leon patted his head, "Oh, yes, I'm the one who saved your dad. But how did you know? Did your dad tell you?"

Little Harry was silent for a moment before replying, "Alfred told me."

"Uh?!"

Hearing this somewhat familiar name, Leon raised his brows and asked tentatively, "Alfred, isn't it your housekeeper?"

He knew very well that a certain old man named "Alfred" was not one of the most popular housekeepers. . .

Little Harry stared at him curiously, "Huh?! How did you know that Alfred was my housekeeper?!"

This answer made Leon speechless, and he complained in his heart: My God, why are all housekeepers called "Alfred" these days!

A nice name, once you grab a bunch, can't you just call it just one? !

What Charles, John or something. . .

Even if it is called Jarvis, it is not impossible!

If it weren't for the fact that he had lived in this world for more than three years, and had never heard of the Wayne family and Gotham, otherwise, Leon would have thought that he had come to the wrong DC studio. . .

Adjusting his mentality, Lyon looked at Harry Osborn again,

"You're looking for me, what's the matter?"

"Well, it's nothing, I just want to see what kind of person the person who saved my father is..."

Leon smiled and spread his hands, "Then you see it now, how do you feel? Do you think I'm amazing?"

At the end of the day, even precocious, Harry Osborn was just a curious 10-year-old.

After hearing about Leon's deeds from the butler, he was driven by curiosity and came over to see what the young man with excellent skills looked like.

However, even though Leon, who met for the first time, had good senses, the character of the arrogant young master still couldn't be broken. . .

I saw little Harry throwing him a roll of eyes, his mouth full of disdain, "Cut, it's nothing special..."

"Hahaha..."

Just as Leon was laughing, a childish cry sounded not far from the two of them:

"Harry!"

One big and one small turned their heads at the same time and looked in the direction of the shouting.

I saw a small, malnourished little boy trotting, walking towards the two of them.

"Peter!"

Before Leon could react, Harry Osborn's answer next to him made his pupils shrink suddenly.

Peter? !

It's not who I think it is, is it? ! !

Little Peter, who came to the side of the two, didn't notice the shock in Leon's eyes, but patted his friend on the shoulder and said with concern, "Where have you been? I'm looking for you everywhere."

When facing his good friend, Harry Osborn's attitude was obviously much better: "Oh, I happened to meet the person who saved my father, so I chatted with him. . . "

Hearing his friend's introduction, little Peter looked at Leon in surprise, "Ah! Is that the one who saved Uncle Osborn?"

"Well." Little Harry nodded.

Compared with Harry's arrogance and introversion, Peter's character is much more lively. I saw him raised his head slightly and showed Leon a lovely smile, "Hello, my name is Peter Parker, I'm Harry's good friend."

Sure enough, it's you!

Future Spider-Man, Peter Parker!

The calm lake in Lyon's heart was as if a stone had been thrown, causing waves of waves.

He looked up and down the little spider in front of him, and then smiled kindly: "Hello, Peter. My name is Leon Coulson, you can call me Leon."

Leon never imagined that he was just here to attend Osborn's birthday party to escape the busy life of a secret agent, and he actually met a young version of the little green goblin and the little spider, these good friends who love and kill each other!

Sometimes, fate is really wonderful. . .