I Have a Good Impression on Marvel

Chapter 28



"Oh!"

With a exclamation, the woman who was hit retreated slightly.

The step of retreating is careless and empty!

Seeing the other party fall back, Lyon\'s muscles tightened, quickly stretched out his right hand and grabbed the other party\'s slender waist.

Although the embarrassment of the woman falling back was avoided, the coat carried by the woman fell to the ground.

However, at this moment, neither of them had time to pay attention to the coat that fell to the ground.

Four eyes are opposite, Lyon\'s blue eyes, a pair of hidden mysterious blue eyes.

From those eyes, Lyon seemed to see inquiry, surprise and a trace of confusion

When Lyon was taken away for a moment by the eyes that seemed to suck away his soul, a woman\'s word called back his reason:

"Well, you can release me..."

"Huh? Oh!"

Under the reminder of the other party, Lyon quickly released his hand tightly holding the other party\'s waist.

"I\'m very sorry, I..."

As he explained, he moved his eyes from his green eyes to his face.

Only now did Lyon see each other clearly.

It didn\'t matter. It directly shocked his heart, and his pupils suddenly enlarged several times!

A soft black curly hair adds a quiet breath to the charming face.

The bright red lips, set off by the tall bridge of the nose, show more charm.

Everything in front of Lyon shocked him and shouted: "there is no place to find in broken iron shoes. It takes no time to get it!"

Standing as like as two peas in the heart of Lyon, the charming woman is standing in front of Lyon.

From the "Natasha Romanov, favorability: indifference" on the other party\'s head, we can know that this black haired beauty is the person he most wants to see and has been looking for since this time - "black widow" Natasha Romanov!

Someone who was excited didn\'t realize how rude it was to stare at each other.

The woman wrinkled her eyebrows gently, opened her lips slightly, and said again, "it doesn\'t matter..."

With that, the woman leaned slightly and wanted to bend down and pick up her coat on the ground.

At this time, Lyon, who had determined the identity of the other party in his heart, picked up his eyebrow, bent down and picked up his coat at a faster speed than the other party.

Handing the coat to each other, Leon then smiled, "your coat."

"Thank you."

The woman took her coat, thanked her, and turned away.

Looking at the woman\'s back, Leon stood in place, but the corners of his mouth slowly drew an arc upward, "Fitz, your little toy, don\'t let me down..."

。。。。。。

As soon as she walked out of the opera house, Natasha Romanov suddenly turned around and looked at the opera house behind her.

"That man..."

She had a feeling that something was wrong, but she couldn\'t say it again.

Natasha stood where she was, meditated for a moment, and finally shook her head, put her messy thoughts behind her, and whispered, "maybe I\'m distracted..."

Then she put on her coat and walked to her house a few blocks away in the hazy moonlight.

Just when Natasha left the scope of the opera house and the dark place of the gate of the opera house, she slowly came out of a tall and straight figure.

"Hoo... I was almost found. I\'m really alert. I\'d better not follow too close..." Leon whispered a few words, took out his BlackBerry from his trouser pocket and turned on the satellite positioning system.

After a while of operation, a two-dimensional map, a glittering red dot and a green dot appeared on the mobile phone screen.

Seeing this scene, Lyon also showed a relaxed smile, "now, look where you\'re going next!"

Five minutes ago

In the opera house, although the two talked for a short time.

However, when picking up Natasha\'s coat, Leon pasted the micro tracker he brought from Leo Fitz on each other\'s clothes!

That\'s why he didn\'t do anything when he saw Natasha leave the opera house.

Because he doesn\'t need to expose his intentions so quickly

With the tracker, he could first find Natasha\'s residence, observe it for a period of time, and then contact it, not later.

With this in mind, Leon took his cell phone and followed Natasha far behind.

Perhaps I didn\'t expect that the man who met for the first time put the tracker on his coat; Or maybe along the way, my thoughts floated to the distance.

In short, until she returned to her residence, the tracked "black widow" Natasha did not find that there were a pair of deja vu eyes staring at her 700 meters away.

Watching Natasha walk into a single family apartment, Leon, hidden in the dark, took off her miniature telescope glasses on the bridge of her nose and muttered to herself, "so you live here... But why?"

It\'s much more convenient to find the target\'s residence

Lyon did not immediately notify the s.h.i.e.l.d. to call for backup, but rented an apartment a few blocks away from Natasha\'s residence.

He was curious, why did Natasha stay in Russia after being betrayed by the organization and didn\'t escape immediately?

He felt that observing secretly was always closer to the truth than asking people face to face.

Therefore, in the next two weeks, instead of deliberately approaching Natasha, he used the high-tech gadgets he brought from Fitz to monitor each other\'s movements and try to find out each other\'s life rules, so as to piece together pieces of broken clues.

A short time of observation, the harvest is not much.

As an excellent spy, "black widow" Natasha is not a vegetarian.

Although I didn\'t know my house had been exposed, it was even monitored. However, she completely followed the caution hidden in her blood and did not give Lyon much valuable information.

Basically no contact with outsiders!

No one has ever been to her place!

Even the phone in the house didn\'t ring!

What Lyon recorded in his notebook is only some sporadic habits in life, as well as the rules of work and rest.

For example: "I like to drink a cup of hot milk before going to bed..."

"Get up on time at 6 a.m.; go out and run in the morning..."

"Go to the opera house three times a week and watch rehearsals..."

Even Lyon saw his own notes, and smiled, not Tucao: "what am I doing?! how do I make complaints about a peeping Tom?"

When Leon hesitated to visit Natasha in person, something unexpected happened to him!