I have a good impression of Marvel

"Your Excellency, the establishment of the charity fund has come to an end. We plan to use US$100 million as the first batch of charity funds. What do you think?"

"You just have to make up your mind about these. The most important thing is to make sure that these beneficiaries understand our intentions."

Regarding the word "heart", Leon's tone was obviously a little more serious.

Hearing this, the disciple was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, I will send someone to follow up."

"Um…"

In the huge study room, Leon, who was sitting on the chair, raised his head and glanced at the Botu who stood upright in front of him, but always lowered his head slightly. He couldn't help but twitching the corner of his mouth and continued to ask:

"How's it going with Damage Control?"

The disciple, who seemed to have been prepared for it, immediately replied: "It went very smoothly. If nothing else happens, we will soon be able to obtain permission from the relevant government departments."

"That's good. Once we get permission, we will immediately cooperate with Stark Industries to clean up the alien objects. Especially the corpses and body tissues of these aliens. We need to study them in depth and look at the genes of these guys. Does it allow us to develop more useful drugs..."

...

After giving instructions and a wave of Leon's hand, Botu left.

In fact, for these matters, the disciple does not need to come to the door in person to report. He can simply send a senior executive of the group to come.

But, he still came...

Leon knew that this was a way for his disciples to show their loyalty to him.

Perhaps, in Botu's view, Lyon's strength in all aspects made him willing to take orders from Lyon...

Surrendering at the feet of the strong is not a way of survival.

This is a bloody lesson that Botu learned from the dead Madame Gao, Suowanda and others.

After all, this man with a young face is not a kind person...

Not long after Botu left, Leon was about to sneak into the basement to continue adding bricks and tiles to his mysterious plan. At this moment, an unexpected guest came to the door!

"Mr. Colson, this is Granger. There is a Mr. Grant Ward at the door. He wants to see you. Please..."

Hearing the words of the manor security guard, Leon couldn't help but pause, and a thought came to his mind:

Ward? What is he here for?

After lowering his head and thinking for a moment, Leon roughly guessed Ward's purpose, and then said:

"Let him in."

"Ok."

. . .

Five minutes later, Leon met Marvel's most outstanding double agent, Grant Ward, in the living room on the first floor.

The tall and straight figure, the slightly melancholy eyes, and the tightly pursed mouth all vividly portray an independent character who hovers on the edge of the individual and the collective.

For Leon, who has long known that Ward is Hydra, he sympathizes with Ward very much and understands why he became like that.

It is not unexpected that a cowardly boy who grew up in an unfortunate family environment became an outstanding double agent under the training of John Garrett, the ambitious Hydra.

Human growth is largely due to the surrounding environment and the guidance of guides.

There is no doubt that John Garrett's influence on Ward was more profound than his later team members, Coulson, Fitz and others, imagined.

However, compared to those who are loyal to the Hydra organization, Ward is more pure and is only loyal to John Garrett.

Everything I did was just following John Garrett's orders...

Looking at Ward who was looking around with a somewhat surprised face, Leon smiled slightly, pointed to the sofa and said hello:

"You're welcome, sit down wherever you want. What would you like to drink?"

"It will be all right."

He took the opportunity to sit down on the single sofa nearby. From his sitting posture and the rolling of his eyes, it could be seen that Ward was a little reserved.

A moment later, Leon, carrying two glasses of whiskey from the kitchen, returned to the living room again.

"Don't you have to go on a mission today? Why are you so free to come see me?"

The relationship between Leon and Ward seems to have improved a lot compared to the last brief glimpse on the space carrier.

This can be seen from the "Favorability: Enthusiasm" above Ward's head...

"Oh, after the Battle of New York, the director gave all the agents on the mothership two days off."

"Colson told me that you moved, but I didn't expect that you actually moved to Long Island..."

"Oh, the previous apartment was a bit too small, so..."

...

After a few routine greetings, Leon put the wine glass in his hand down on the coffee table with a "clang" sound, and suddenly asked:

"By the way, you came here today not to visit my new home, right?"

Facing Leon's cold eyes that seemed to see through his heart, Ward trembled inwardly and did not answer immediately. Instead, he took a sip of the whiskey in the glass, trying to calm his restless emotions.

After pondering for a moment, Ward, who had been brewing in his heart for a long time, finally revealed the reason for his visit:

"I came here today to say thank you."

"thank?"

"Yes, last time on the space carrier..."

As Leon guessed, Ward came to thank him because he saved him on the space carrier last time.

Of course, it is unknown whether there was any instruction from John Garrett behind this.

After thinking about it in his mind, Leon waved his hand nonchalantly and interrupted Ward:

"If that's the case, you don't actually have to come to the door in person. In that case, I just did what every SHIELD colleague would do... If it were you, I think you would go too It’s done, isn’t it?”

Ward was stunned by these meaningful words, and then asked himself a question in his mind:

will i?

Unfortunately, he couldn't immediately choose between "yes" and "no".

After hesitating, Ward did not answer directly, but said in a low magnetic voice:

"No matter what, I owe you once..."

Hearing this, Leon raised his eyebrows, spread his hands, and shrugged: "Whatever you want..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Leon picked up the whiskey on the coffee table again and said as if to himself:

"You know what? In fact, from a certain perspective, we are very similar."

"The reason why I joined SHIELD is because I have an uncle who has worked for SHIELD for many years. And you have a supervisor who cares about you very much..."

Hearing Leon's meaningful words, the light in Ward's eyes couldn't help but flash.

"However, I believe that you, like me, voluntarily joined SHIELD and dedicated your efforts to protecting the world..."

"is it?"

Looking at the wine glass suspended in mid-air, Ward hesitated for a moment before picking up the whiskey in his hand and touching it.

"Bang!" followed by Ward's voice:

"Of course!"