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"Hey, Uncle Phil"

After answering the call, Leon soon heard Coulson's voice.

Different from his usual straightforwardness, Coulson was hesitant in his words.

"Ah, where are you now?"

"I'm doing some errands in Nebraska and will return to New York later."

"Well, are you free tonight?"

really

As Leon guessed, Corvo called to ask him out.

Leon, who had just promised Natasha, could only say "sorry" to his uncle.

However, before he could refuse, a female voice with a deliberately low tone came from Coulson's side, as if something had happened:

"Let me tell him"

Along with the brief noise, Leon heard a clear voice coming from his ears:

"Hey Leon, it may be a little abrupt, but this is Audrey, Audrey Nathan."

When he heard this name, Leon immediately thought of Colson's girlfriend, the cellist.

He was stunned for a moment before he reacted, and then said hello: "Oh, Ms. Audrey, nice to meet you."

"I often hear Uncle Phil talking about you and saying that you are a very good cellist."

"Oh really?" The voice on the other side of the phone sounded very happy, "You talk too sweetly."

"A sudden call, did you bother me?"

"It's nothing, just tell me"

After chatting for a few words, just when Leon was almost overwhelmed by the enthusiasm of the future aunt, Audrey Nathan was reminded by Colson and remembered the purpose of calling.

"By the way, I almost forgot"

Audrey Nathan on the other side of the phone paused and then said: "Lyon, this is it."

"I'm at Phil's house now, and we just happened to talk about you. I also want to meet you, so I just wanted to ask you if you have time tonight to come over and have dinner together."

Upon hearing this, Leon suddenly raised his brows and couldn't help but draw an arc at the corner of his mouth.

Yo, you want to invite me over for dinner

Then what should I eat?

Extra large portion of dog food?

Thinking of this, Leon felt that it was better for him to refuse.

Besides, Natasha has already made an appointment

Switching the phone to the other side, Leon said with a slightly regretful tone to Audrey Nathan on the other side of the phone: "I really want to go. Really, I'm also looking forward to meeting you."

"but"

"Unfortunately, I just made an appointment with a friend to have dinner together tonight, maybe"

He thought that this way he could escape the fate of being fed dog food.

However, he is still trying to destroy Tucson.

He underestimated Audrey Nathan's enthusiasm.

"Oh, it's okay. You can also bring your friends and come together. We are very welcome." As soon as she finished speaking, she asked Coulson who was standing aside: "It's more lively with more people, don't you think so?" you"

Being stared at by his girlfriend, Colson also said to the phone very cooperatively: "Uh, yes, you are very welcome."

It was hard to refuse such hospitality. After hearing these words, Leon felt that it was really impossible not to go.

It didn't matter to him, but he didn't know if Natasha would mind.

"That's it. Then I'll ask my friend first and see what she says."

"Okay, we'll wait for you"

With a "pop" sound, the other party hung up the phone.

With a slightly helpless expression, Leon pressed a series of numbers with his fingers, dialed Natasha's phone again, and briefly explained the whole thing.

"If it's inconvenient for you, I'll tell them."

Before Leon could finish speaking, Natasha interrupted him:

"It doesn't matter. I originally just wanted to find one person to drink with me, but now I have three people instead of one. What else can I complain about?"

"Besides, I also want to see what kind of person Colson's girlfriend is."

As she spoke, Natasha seemed to become more energetic.

It seemed as if the trace of depression and depression that Leon heard just now was just an illusion.

"In this case, according to the original plan, I will pick you up at seven o'clock."

"Okay, see you later."

After getting Natasha's consent, Leon immediately sent a text message to Colson, saying that he and Natasha would go there.

After finishing this, Leon put his phone back in his trouser pocket and sighed involuntarily: "Oh, let's share half of this super big dog food with Natasha."

. . . . . .

6:55 p.m.

The colors of the evening are fading, and the dark iron curtain is approaching.

The gorgeous night lights of New York are slowly showing the world the alluring side of the Big Apple.

At this moment, Natasha, wearing a black dress and seven-centimeter high heels, was standing in front of the apartment.

Judging from the way she was dressed and the delicate makeup on her face, she seemed to have a date with a beautiful woman.

right now

Rumble

Under the eyes of passers-by filled with surprise and envy, a black Ferrari ia t suddenly stopped in front of Natasha with a roar of engine.

The car window slowly rolled down, and Leon, who was wearing a black jacket and jeans, sat in the driver's seat and smiled evilly: "Hey beauty, are you interested in going for a ride with me?"

Seeing Leon's bad man look, Natasha raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and immediately showed a slightly apologetic expression: "Oh, I have already made an appointment with someone else, and he is more handsome than you, so"

As she spoke, she deliberately spread her hands and shrugged, as if she had a date.

"Hahaha, you should go to Hollywood"

While joking, Natasha lifted up her skirt and got into the passenger seat.

Rumble

The car made that mesmerizing roar again and sped away.

Only a few passers-by were left taking photos with their mobile phones, muttering words such as "It's so cool" and "Hell, I want to buy one too".

As soon as they got into the car, not long after they sat down, Natasha looked at the interior decoration of the car and asked, "You bought a new car again, don't you like driving cars?"

As for Leon's preferences, Natasha, her short-term partner, remembers it very clearly.

Hearing this, Leon controlled the steering wheel and replied triumphantly: "Yes, but this is a Ferrari."

"What's the difference?"

"Of course there are only two kinds of sports cars in the world, one is called Ferrari and the other is called other sports cars."

From Lyon's point of view, after buying a new sports car and not driving it out for a few laps, it would be like walking at night in fine clothes.

Although he doesn't like to show off and be in the limelight as much as Stark.

However, man's vanity still drives him to do this kind of behavior that is not quite "agent".

From this point of view, the power of money can sometimes really change a person