I Have a Good Impression on Marvel

The morning sun always has a refreshing feeling.

Especially in Long Island District, New York, this beautiful scenery and pleasant climate...

On a highway in Suffolk County, accompanied by a low "roar", a figure galloped past in an instant!

Driving his own black Lamborghini, the dual-purpose Leon, holding the steering wheel in both hands, thinking about something in his mind.

Thanks to the constant movement of the "qi" in the body, in the basement of the villa, Leon, who had fought for a night, looked still spirited.

Early in the morning, he was going to drive back to Manhattan to meet with the bloggers to discuss the listing of "Shaferward".

Although as a throwaway shopkeeper, Lyon can leave many things to bloggers and other professionals.

However, some important decisions still need to be made by him...

at this time!

The road was smooth and there was no traffic in the distance ahead of the highway, and suddenly there was a slight change.

About 700 meters away, there was a car with double flashing lights parked on the side of the road!

Next to the car, there was also a tall blond woman who stretched out her right thumb to ask for help.

Looking at the "combination" in front of him, Leon immediately understood the situation.

"This should be anchored..."

While thinking about this, he loosened the accelerator pedal slightly, slowing down the sports car.

The distance of hundreds of meters is fleeting.

When Leon slowly stopped the car next to the blonde woman and rolled down the car window, he realized that the other party was so beautiful!

The proud figure is even more attractive with the black floral blouse and the green pencil skirt.

That face that is biased towards Eastern Europe looks very much in line with Lyon's aesthetic.

The big peach eyes, coupled with the nose of the tall bridge, stared quietly ahead like a spirit of nature.

Especially the beauty mole on the right side of her mouth, made her delicate face even more seductive.

Marveled at the beauty of the other party, Leon was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted and smiled: "Hey! Need help?"

The blonde girl lowered her body slightly, looked at Leon in the sports car, spread her hands, and said helplessly: "My car broke down, and I have contacted the trailer factory. But they said that it will take twenty minutes to come over..."

"I wonder if you can give me a ride?"

Hearing this request, Leon sat in the driver's seat, without thinking too much, directly beckoned:

"Come on!"

"Thank you very much!" After thanking her, the blonde opened the car door, stepped on her long legs, and sat in the passenger seat.

The faint scent lingered in the car at once, causing Leon to squint a little, and then he was refreshed.

Once seated, the beauty stroked her hair and continued to express her deep gratitude to Leon: "You really helped me a lot! If it weren't for you, I might have to wait outside for another twenty minutes..."

Lyon said softly while holding the steering wheel: "Nothing, it's a trivial matter. At this point in time, there are very few cars driving here..."

After a pause, Leon continued to ask: "You haven't told me yet, where are you going..."

"Oh! If it's convenient, just put me near Thirteenth Avenue in Queens."

"Okay." In reply, Leon glanced at the beautiful woman next to him through the rearview mirror and asked: "You don't look like a local."

"Huh? Why do you say that?" The blonde girl turned her body slightly, and looked at Leon's profile with interest with her bright blue eyes, and asked.

"Your accent..."

"Oh! So, you guessed it, I'm British."

The woman smiled and explained: "It happened to be taking advantage of the holiday to come to New York for a trip and relax by the way."

"Who knows, the car I rented yesterday suddenly broke down today..."

Hearing the origin of the other party, Leon's expression did not change much, he just replied faintly, "Oh, it turned out to be like this..."

However, in his heart, there are waves of ripples...

Because of riding a stranger, in pursuit of safety, Leon unknowingly slowed down the speed of the sports car.

This inadvertent move also gave the two more time to talk...

"By the way, my name is Ophelia, how about you?"

"You can call me Lyon." After a brief reply, Leon again said in a non-salty tone, pointedly: "Ophelia... a nice name."

Hearing that, the other party just smiled and responded very generously: "Thank you, this is the name my mother gave me. She likes the story of Hamlet very much..."

Although the other party’s **** voice kept coming from his ears, Leon’s mind was already full of thoughts...

In fact, from the moment he saw the other party, Leon knew the other party's full name and favorability.

Originally, the "favorite degree: indifference" on the top of the opponent's head did not attract Leon's attention.

Not to help each other, UU reading www. The other party on uukanshu.com will be grateful to themselves.

However, when he slowly searched for the extremely rare name "Ophelia Sarkisian" in the memory bank, his heart was shocked and he thought of a person.

A high-level Hydra who he has never seen before, but has heard the name...

That is the only female leader of the Hydra branch, the "Viper" known as "Mrs. Hydra"!

Although not sure, the blond stunner sitting next to him is the legendary "Mrs. Hydra"

However, Leon recalled now and found that the time when the two met was a bit too coincidental...

As he himself said, at 8 o'clock in the morning, at this time, the people of Long Island are still enjoying a hearty breakfast at home, and not many people choose to drive into New York City.

Along the way, except for his car driving towards the city, Leon hardly saw any other cars.

Perhaps, the other party is here waiting for himself? !

It's not impossible...

Moreover, there is another doubt that makes Leon a little concerned, and that is: accent!

Although the English accent of the other party is very pure, there is still a trace of weakness in front of Leon, who is proficient in various languages.

When the other party is speaking, there are some voices and tones, and the fluctuations are very uniform, not as varied as the British accent.

Lyon knew it as soon as he heard it. That was the phonetic characteristic of Hungarian.

Only if you use Hungarian for a long time, you can subconsciously form such a habit.

After all, some things cannot be changed no matter how hard you try...

In summary, Lyon came to a conclusion:

Even if the other party is not "Mrs. Hydra", it is definitely not the "British who came to travel and relax" as she said!