I Have a Good Impression on Marvel
Chapter 10
"Cheers!"
With the collision of two glasses, there was a "clang".
In the noisy bar, Lyon and Barton, sitting in the corner, are enjoying the leisure time after work.
The dim yellow light, reflected on Lyon\'s young and handsome face, added a bit of confusion to him.
If Barton wasn\'t the unsmiling man, sitting opposite him, many hot girls in the bar would surely sit next to Lyon with their wine glasses and enchanting waist twisted...
However, the provocative eyes cast from afar from time to time still made the "eagle eye" notice the charm of his subordinates.
Watching Lyon drink the whisky in his glass, Patton also brightened his eyes, "it seems that you have a good amount of wine..."
"It\'s OK. I used to drink more beer at the military academy. I\'ve changed my taste since I joined the Rangers."
With that, Lyon also picked up the wine bottle, gave them an empty cup and poured wine.
Looking at the young man in front of him, Clint Barton had an inexplicable sense of intimacy.
Although the two have known each other for less than 24 hours, Clint Barton wants to know more about Lyon because of Colson\'s relationship, his calm attitude and combat skills during the mission.
Especially when seeing each other drinking, Clint Barton, an introverted man who doesn\'t like to express his emotions, spontaneously feels like meeting a confidant.
"I\'ve read your file. With your SAT score, you can be admitted to any institution of higher learning in the United States, but why do you go to military school?" Clint Barton asked casually while touching the edge of the cup.
Hearing this question, Lyon was somewhat wary.
This question is hard to answer...
He can never say that he is a soul crossing from another world; But also know that this is a dangerous world where superheroes walk all over the ground and aliens invade all the time; In order to protect yourself, you have to do everything possible to enhance your combat effectiveness...
Fortunately, he knew that once he entered the huge intelligence agency of the Divine Shield Bureau, he would be targeted by the Hydra and the bald one eyed dragon of the Divine Shield Bureau.
Therefore, he has prepared a set of excuses for all kinds of questions that may be asked.
"Oh, that\'s because of Uncle Phil."
"Phil?" Clint Barton was curious. "Did Phil let you go to military school?"
"No." Leon waved his hand and explained, "you know, uncle Phil is a super fan of Captain America. The walls of his home are full of posters of Captain America."
"He is the only family I have. Influenced by him, I naturally became interested in the army he said..."
"So it is." Clint Barton nodded in understanding.
"However, I didn\'t expect that I still had some talent in military operations..." Lyon smiled and boasted, picked up his glass and drank it at once.
"Yes, it\'s more than a little talent..." Clint Barton said in his heart.
At the age of 17, he was admitted to the Virginia Military Academy, a famous military academy. In only two years, he graduated early and became the first graduate with "excellent" results in the history of Virginia Military Academy!
At the age of 19, he was specially recruited into the Ranger regiment, broke the promotion record at the fastest speed, and became the youngest deputy company commander.
Now, on the first day of entering the s.h.i.e.l.d., he planned and participated in a level 5 rescue mission...
Such achievements are unique even in the aegis Bureau of the entire elite cluster.
Clint Barton was a little surprised that Lyon was not arrogant in victory and discouraged in defeat.
Few young people are so calm when they achieve impressive results.
In this way, Colson let him take more care of Lyon\'s task, which can also be a lot easier...
Thinking of this, Clint Barton suddenly thought of something and asked Lyon, "by the way, I heard Phil say that when you were a Ranger, you were also the first in the joint competition of the four forces."
With that, he suddenly looked up and down at Lyon with the "obscene" eyes of a beautiful woman.
Lyon was staring at him with a little hair in his heart, "um... What\'s the matter?"
"There is a boxing room I know well near here. Let me see your skills!"
"Huh?!"
Before Lyon could react, Clint Barton took out a twenty dollar bill and patted it on the table. Then he pulled Lyon up and walked out of the bar.
They walked out of the bar, got into a black Chevrolet suburban and drove to Queens, New York.
The location of the boxing room is not far from the bar.
The car only drove for less than ten minutes and stopped in front of an inconspicuous building.
Outside the entrance of the building, there is an old led signboard.
Looking at the words on the sign, Lyon couldn\'t help reading out: "Mayer boxing club?"
"This is a boxing club run by a friend of mine." after a little explanation, Clint Barton walked into the building alone.
Lyon looked at the back of the eagle eye, shrugged and followed into the building.
Following the familiar eagle eye, they came to the third floor, which is the floor where the boxing club is located.
Interestingly, the door of the club is locked. Moreover, it\'s dark inside. It doesn\'t look like normal business.
"Hmm? Not open today?" Lyon turned to Clint Barton.
Instead of answering him, Clint Barton bent down, lifted the carpet in front of the door and took out a key.
"Er?!" looking at all this, Leon was a little confused. "How did you know there were keys there?"
Clint Barton took the key to open the door and explained, "when it\'s not open, it\'s my private time."
"I see..."
Enter the club and turn on the lights. The whole boxing room has a panoramic view under the light.
Three boxing rings, triangular in shape, are distributed throughout the space.
Lyon a rough look, the entire club covers an area of at least more than 200 square meters.
Before he habitually figured out the whole terrain and escape route, Clint Barton took off his coat and just wore a gray vest and couldn\'t wait to climb one of the biggest challenge platforms.
"What are you still standing for? Come on up!"
With the collision of two glasses, there was a "clang".
In the noisy bar, Lyon and Barton, sitting in the corner, are enjoying the leisure time after work.
The dim yellow light, reflected on Lyon\'s young and handsome face, added a bit of confusion to him.
If Barton wasn\'t the unsmiling man, sitting opposite him, many hot girls in the bar would surely sit next to Lyon with their wine glasses and enchanting waist twisted...
However, the provocative eyes cast from afar from time to time still made the "eagle eye" notice the charm of his subordinates.
Watching Lyon drink the whisky in his glass, Patton also brightened his eyes, "it seems that you have a good amount of wine..."
"It\'s OK. I used to drink more beer at the military academy. I\'ve changed my taste since I joined the Rangers."
With that, Lyon also picked up the wine bottle, gave them an empty cup and poured wine.
Looking at the young man in front of him, Clint Barton had an inexplicable sense of intimacy.
Although the two have known each other for less than 24 hours, Clint Barton wants to know more about Lyon because of Colson\'s relationship, his calm attitude and combat skills during the mission.
Especially when seeing each other drinking, Clint Barton, an introverted man who doesn\'t like to express his emotions, spontaneously feels like meeting a confidant.
"I\'ve read your file. With your SAT score, you can be admitted to any institution of higher learning in the United States, but why do you go to military school?" Clint Barton asked casually while touching the edge of the cup.
Hearing this question, Lyon was somewhat wary.
This question is hard to answer...
He can never say that he is a soul crossing from another world; But also know that this is a dangerous world where superheroes walk all over the ground and aliens invade all the time; In order to protect yourself, you have to do everything possible to enhance your combat effectiveness...
Fortunately, he knew that once he entered the huge intelligence agency of the Divine Shield Bureau, he would be targeted by the Hydra and the bald one eyed dragon of the Divine Shield Bureau.
Therefore, he has prepared a set of excuses for all kinds of questions that may be asked.
"Oh, that\'s because of Uncle Phil."
"Phil?" Clint Barton was curious. "Did Phil let you go to military school?"
"No." Leon waved his hand and explained, "you know, uncle Phil is a super fan of Captain America. The walls of his home are full of posters of Captain America."
"He is the only family I have. Influenced by him, I naturally became interested in the army he said..."
"So it is." Clint Barton nodded in understanding.
"However, I didn\'t expect that I still had some talent in military operations..." Lyon smiled and boasted, picked up his glass and drank it at once.
"Yes, it\'s more than a little talent..." Clint Barton said in his heart.
At the age of 17, he was admitted to the Virginia Military Academy, a famous military academy. In only two years, he graduated early and became the first graduate with "excellent" results in the history of Virginia Military Academy!
At the age of 19, he was specially recruited into the Ranger regiment, broke the promotion record at the fastest speed, and became the youngest deputy company commander.
Now, on the first day of entering the s.h.i.e.l.d., he planned and participated in a level 5 rescue mission...
Such achievements are unique even in the aegis Bureau of the entire elite cluster.
Clint Barton was a little surprised that Lyon was not arrogant in victory and discouraged in defeat.
Few young people are so calm when they achieve impressive results.
In this way, Colson let him take more care of Lyon\'s task, which can also be a lot easier...
Thinking of this, Clint Barton suddenly thought of something and asked Lyon, "by the way, I heard Phil say that when you were a Ranger, you were also the first in the joint competition of the four forces."
With that, he suddenly looked up and down at Lyon with the "obscene" eyes of a beautiful woman.
Lyon was staring at him with a little hair in his heart, "um... What\'s the matter?"
"There is a boxing room I know well near here. Let me see your skills!"
"Huh?!"
Before Lyon could react, Clint Barton took out a twenty dollar bill and patted it on the table. Then he pulled Lyon up and walked out of the bar.
They walked out of the bar, got into a black Chevrolet suburban and drove to Queens, New York.
The location of the boxing room is not far from the bar.
The car only drove for less than ten minutes and stopped in front of an inconspicuous building.
Outside the entrance of the building, there is an old led signboard.
Looking at the words on the sign, Lyon couldn\'t help reading out: "Mayer boxing club?"
"This is a boxing club run by a friend of mine." after a little explanation, Clint Barton walked into the building alone.
Lyon looked at the back of the eagle eye, shrugged and followed into the building.
Following the familiar eagle eye, they came to the third floor, which is the floor where the boxing club is located.
Interestingly, the door of the club is locked. Moreover, it\'s dark inside. It doesn\'t look like normal business.
"Hmm? Not open today?" Lyon turned to Clint Barton.
Instead of answering him, Clint Barton bent down, lifted the carpet in front of the door and took out a key.
"Er?!" looking at all this, Leon was a little confused. "How did you know there were keys there?"
Clint Barton took the key to open the door and explained, "when it\'s not open, it\'s my private time."
"I see..."
Enter the club and turn on the lights. The whole boxing room has a panoramic view under the light.
Three boxing rings, triangular in shape, are distributed throughout the space.
Lyon a rough look, the entire club covers an area of at least more than 200 square meters.
Before he habitually figured out the whole terrain and escape route, Clint Barton took off his coat and just wore a gray vest and couldn\'t wait to climb one of the biggest challenge platforms.
"What are you still standing for? Come on up!"