In Frey's tone, as usual, there was no obvious emotion.

However, Leon heard a trace of urgency from the word "now".

Something happened, and it's a big deal!

At the thought of this, Leon frowned and said to the phone:

"I see. I'll be right there."

Hang up the phone. As soon as Leon returned to the coffee table, he heard Ophelia's seductive voice ringing in his ear:

"What's the matter? It looks like something happened to you?"

With those slightly confused blue eyes, Leon just smiled and explained:

"Oh, nothing. It's just work. I need to deal with it."

"Now?"

Leon nodded and apologized: "sorry, I made an appointment with you..."

The disappointed look on her face flashed away. Ophelia shook her head and smiled:

"It doesn't matter. We can make another appointment next time. Work is important..."

"Well, call..."

After making a phone gesture, Leon got up from his seat and was ready to leave.

Just then Ophelia suddenly called to him!

"Leon, wait a minute!"

With a step, Lyon couldn't help looking back.

Ophelia, who got up from her seat, tore off a piece of paper from the sketch book and handed it to him, "leave this to you..."

After taking a look, Leon couldn't help picking his eyebrows, and there was a ripple in his heart.

As like as two peas, I saw a sketch of pencil sketched on a paper, almost identical with him.

Looking at the perfect curve of the pencil on the paper, and then looking up at Ophelia's beautiful face with a dimple like a flower, Lyon solemnly folded his sketch paper, put it into the inner layer of the jacket, and said from the bottom of his heart:

"Thank you. I'll keep it..."

Regardless of the opposition of forces and different identities, at least at this moment, he took the beautiful woman in front of him as the heart of a moment

Looking at Leon's back, Ophelia, sitting at the coffee table, raised her mouth slightly, and her pink tongue slipped through her lips, full of tempting and deadly charm.

"What an interesting man..."

。。。。。。

A few hours later, a black Harley motorcycle, accompanied by an engine roar, roared across the long bridge

After stopping the car, Leon, wearing a black motorcycle jacket, went straight into the elevator and arrived at the director's office.

As soon as he entered the office, Lyon saw Hill standing at his desk and reporting to Frey.

At the foot, Lyon immediately said, "it seems that it's not the right time for me to come. I'll go out first. You..."

Before he turned away, he heard Frey's low voice ringing in his ear:

"Just in time. Come and listen."

Hearing the speech, Lyon shrugged his shoulders, stepped forward and walked towards the desk

Just glanced at Leon sitting directly on the sofa, with a cold face, Hill continued to slide the flat plate in his hand, and then said:

"I've asked agent Romanov to go to Dr. Banner's side to protect him. But, with all due respect, we don't know each other's specific intention. Passive defense is just a last resort. What we should do now is to send people to pursue him as soon as possible..."

"I understand your concern." Frey, sitting in the office chair, nodded slightly and then said, "that's why I called him..."

Seeing the eyes of hill and Frey, Leon, sitting on the sofa, was stunned and asked:

"What are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"

"I asked you to come here today. I have a very important task to hand over to you."

As soon as the voice fell, Frey looked at hill and nodded. Gao Leng knew it clearly and then gently clicked it on the tablet.

The next second, a virtual screen projection jumped out of the office wall.

Several slightly blurred videos are played simultaneously on the virtual screen.

Seeing the familiar tall figure in the image and the great damage caused, Lyon, who was originally indifferent, frowned and showed a trace of awe.

"What's this?!"

At this time, Hill's cold voice sounded in time to respond to his doubts:

"A week ago, the prison of the Ministry of national defense dedicated to the detention of super power criminals was attacked by unknown forces. In just a few minutes, all the guards of the whole prison were killed, and all the super power criminals were disappeared. As for the attackers, they are these people in the picture!"

"Do you have an inexplicable sense of familiarity from the other party's transformation and strong destructive power?"

Hearing the speech, Leon stared at the image and whispered:

"Hawk..."

Taking his words, Hill gently touched the tablet and continued:

"That's right! Except for their relatively short stature and poor demolition ability, these attackers are almost no different from the big green man."

"Fortunately, using the facial recognition system, we can tell that the identities of these attackers are some notorious wanted criminals or mercenaries, rather than the good man who can't stop when he gets angry. Otherwise, Dr. banner would have been blocked at the door of his house by military armored vehicles and helicopters..."

Just then, Leon suddenly interrupted hill as if he thought of something:

"Anyway, why tell us what happened a week ago? Besides, the prison was attacked, which is the military's own business. It should not be our responsibility..."

After giving Lyon a white eye, Hill said angrily:

"Having said that, the military believes that this matter may have something to do with Dr. banner. Moreover, once it involves the avenger alliance, it will be in some trouble. The military has always been not very interested in the avenger alliance, so it will put pressure on us to find these attackers as soon as possible."

"Cut! Well said, it's clear that these guys can't find the enemy, so they take the opportunity to put down the burden and throw the pot to us..."

With a sneer, Leon held his chest in his hands and turned his mouth, looking dissatisfied.

Without paying attention to Lyon's attitude, Frey crossed his hands, propped himself on the table and said in a deep voice:

"In any case, the transformation of these attackers does have a certain relationship with Dr. banner, and our Divine Shield bureau is also duty bound."

"Moreover, among the criminals who escaped from prison, there was an old friend of Dr. Benner..."

"Who?"

"Emil bronsky, once the trump card under Ross. But now there is a new name..."

"Hate!"