One in the morning.

New York, Brooklyn, the neighborhood where miles boxing club is located.

Under the street lamp, there was a dim yellow light.

There was no one else on the street except a tramp pushing a supermarket cart.

However, just then!

Dressed in a black suit, Lyon, which seems to be integrated with the surrounding night, stepped out of the darkness and came in front of the building where the club is located.

He looked up slightly, looked at the floor where the boxing club was located, and the lights from the window could not help but sip his lips, step out and step into the building.

Now is the third hour that the cosmic cube has been taken away

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Bang bang!

Bursts of rapid and rhythmic beating echoed in the spacious club.

Steve Rogers, a man who has been sleeping for 70 years, is standing in front of the sandbag and pouring out his negative emotions.

This is his pastime. It is also the only way for him to get calm temporarily from his past memories and fragments.

Strong and burly muscles, wrapped in a white T-shirt, look more powerful and beautiful.

Bang!

With a loud noise, the special sandbag weighing 200 kg had no resistance under Steve's hard punch!

The whole sandbag was directly blown out, and the sand particles contained in it were sprayed out from the damaged part of the sandbag.

Steve, who had long been used to this, took a breath and then walked to the sandbag neatly placed on the ground.

However, just then!

"Can't you sleep?"

Suddenly, a magnetic familiar voice came behind him.

Steve stopped and turned away.

When he saw the appearance of the visitor, he couldn't help smiling, "that's not true, just suddenly want to sweat..."

While talking, Steve noticed Leon's dress and a document in his hand. He frowned. "Look at you, you certainly didn't come to me to practice Boxing... Do you come with a task?"

"Does Frey finally think of me?"

With a smile, Leon came to Steve, handed over the documents in his hand and said in a deep voice:

"Yes, I brought a task... A task very suitable for the best soldiers in history to return to the Jianghu!"

Untie the bandage on his hand. Steve took the file and immediately found the picture of the cosmic cube.

"Isn't this Hydra's secret weapon?!"

"This is your old friend Howard stark, who was fishing from the bottom of the sea when looking for you. Over the years, the s.h.i.e.l.d. has been trying to study it."

"Frey seems to think that this may be the key to developing unlimited and sustainable energy..."

In his words, Lyon intentionally or unintentionally took himself out of the project of cube research.

After all, he knew Steve's character: stubbornly and firmly walking on the right path

Leon doesn't want Steve to think that he has nothing to do with the project of making weapons with the cube.

Lyon does not agree with, but does not oppose, the practice of the Divine Shield Bureau using the magic cube to study weapons of mass destruction.

Although doing so, to some extent, is against humanity.

However, he always felt that this was just a decision that Frey, as an ordinary human, had to make in order to protect his home.

Only by thinking from different angles can he understand Frey, the director of the Divine Shield Bureau, his uneasiness and fear of the powerful unknown enemy.

If he were Frey, maybe he would make the same decision.

Of course, he will choose a smarter approach, such as directly and frankly inviting stark, banner and even Dr. PIM to join the project

The research projects have changed from weapons of mass destruction to large barriers or defense tools that can protect the earth.

However, all this is just Lyon's fantasy.

His most important task at present is to call back the soldier who has been sleeping for 70 years

A few hours ago, after the cube was taken away by rocky, Frey immediately returned to the Trident headquarters and held an emergency internal meeting of the Divine Shield Bureau.

At the meeting, he listed the robbery of the Rubik's cube as a level 7 event, and immediately issued a number of emergency orders.

Interestingly, level 7 events are emergency codes that appear only when major dangerous events occur, such as nuclear crisis and war.

Generally speaking, level 7 events mean that only a few senior agents and senior managers will get the relevant information of this event.

Lyon, who had only level 6 agents, was not qualified to participate in the meeting.

However, due to his heroic performance in the research base, Frey made a temporary exception and promoted him to level 7 agent.

In this way, at the age of 23, Lyon became the youngest level 7 agent in the history of the Divine Shield!

The promotion of agent level is not only the permission to obtain higher secrets, but also the responsibility.

Frey, who has raised his favor to "enthusiasm", revealed some information about the Avenger's plan to him.

Lyon wasn't too surprised when he knew he was on the avenger list.

This is very logical.

With Lyon's outstanding ability, it's not normal that Frey doesn't put him on the list of Avengers

Finally, Frey handed him a document about the cosmic cube and sent him to bring back the captain of the United States on the list!

That's why he's here.

"Who took it?"

"His name is rocky. In a sense, he's an uninvited guest from a long way. If you join this task, there's still a lot to know."

At this point, Lyon paused, spread out his hands and added meaningfully:

"The world is much more strange than you remember. Some of its existence can not even be explained by science and common sense. I hope you are prepared..."

Hearing this, Steve was stunned, then got up and patted Leon on the shoulder in a relaxed tone:

"Hey! Who am I? An old man in his nineties! I haven't seen any big storms. I've seen it for a long time."

"Well, you muscular old man..."

While talking and laughing, Leon didn't forget to remind Steve: "the mission report has been put in your apartment. Seize the time to have a look. Early tomorrow morning, an agent will pick you up. I hope you won't get airsick..."

"Ha! That's funny!"

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Lyon, who had just left the "miles" boxing club, suddenly had a meal under his feet, as if he thought of something. Then he took out the satellite mobile phone of the Divine Shield Bureau and pressed Colson's number:

"It's me. I have good news for you..."