Chapter 10: Martial arts.
“Cheers!”
Along with the collision of the two glasses, a “beep” sounded.
In the noisy bar, sitting in the corner, Lyon and Barton are enjoying their leisure time after work.
The dim light added a bit of confusion to the young and handsome face of Lyon.
If it wasn’t Barton, the unsmiling man, sitting across from him, many hot girls present in the bar would definitely carry their glasses, twist the voluptuous waist, and sit next to Lyon.
However, from the distance, from time to time, the teasing eyes of the girls, let the eyes of “HawkEye” noticed the charm of his own.
Watching Lyon drink a glass of whiskey, Barton brightly asked: “It seems that your drink is good…”
“Not really, when I was in the military school, I drank more beer. but since I entered the Rangers, I changed my taste.”
After that, Lyon took the bottle and poured the wine into two empty cups.
Looking at the young man in front of him, Clint Barton has an inexplicable intimacy.
Although the two people know each other from less than 24 hours, because of Coulson’s relationship, as well as Lyon’s calm attitude and combat skills displayed in the mission, Clint Barton has a desire for Lyon to have a deep understanding of him.
Especially when Clint saw the other party drinking, he restrained himself from expressing his emotions, but today he has feeling of encountering a confidant.
“I have read your file. You can go to any higher education institution in the United States with your SAT score, but why go to the military school?” Clint Barton asked inadvertently while touching the cup.
When Lyon heard this question, he was somewhat alert.
This question is not easy to answer.
He can’t say that he is a soul that has passed through from another world; and he knows that this is a dangerous world in which a superhero walks all the way and the aliens invade. In order to protect himselves, he have to do everything that can enhance his own strength.
Fortunately, he knew that once he entered the huge intelligence agency of SHIELD, he would definitely be stared at by Hydra and the bald eye of the SHIELD.
Therefore, he also prepared a set of pretexts for various questions that might be asked.
“Oh, about this, it’s because of Uncle Phil’s sake.”
“Phil?” Clint Barton was a bit curious. “Is Phil asked you to go to the military academy?”
“No.” Lyon waved his hand and explained: “You know, Uncle Phil is a super fan of Captain America. On the wall of the house, I can’t wait to cover the poster of Captain America.”
“And I only have such a family member, and I feel very interested in the army talk from his mouth.”
“Oh..so this is the case.” Clint Barton nodded and said that he understood.
“However, I did not think that I was a bit talented in military operations…” Lyon smiled and boasted, and picked up the glass and drank it.
“Yeah, it’s just a little talent…” Clint Barton was chanting in his heart.
At the age of 17, he was admitted to one of the famous Military Academy of Virginia. In just two years, he graduated in advance and became the first graduate in the history of the Virginia Military Academy to be “excellent”!
At the age of 19, he was specially recruited into the Rangers, and at the fastest speed, broke the promotion record and became the youngest deputy company commander.
Today, on the first day of entering the SHIELD, he planned and participated in the completion of a level 5 rescue mission.
This kind of achievement, even in the SHIELD of the entire elite cluster, is unique.
Barton felt a little surprised that Lyon don’t have a bit of arrogance of his victory.
Few young people are so calm when they achieve impressive results.
It seems that Coulson has given him a lot of care for Lyon’s mission, and it can be easily done.
Thinking of this, Clint Barton suddenly thought of something, and asked: “Yes, I heard Phil say that when you were in the Rangers, you also won the fight special in the joint competition with one of the four major forces.”
After that, he suddenly looked at Lyon’s “worry” look at his beautiful face.
Lyon was stared at him with some hair, “Well… what?”
“There is a boxing room I am familiar with here, let me see your skills!”
“Uh?!”
Before Lyon reacted, Clint Barton took out a twenty-dollar shot on the table, then pulled up Lyon and went outside the bar.
The two walked out of the bar, and under the cover of the night, sat on 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 took less than ten minutes to drive, and stopped in front of a building that looked less conspicuous.
Outside the door of the building, there is a LED signboard for some years.
Looking at the signs on the signboard, Lyon couldn’t help but read: “Mayle Boxing Club?”
“This is a boxing club that my friend opened.” To explain a little, Clint Barton walked alone into the building.
Lyon looked at the back of Hawkeye, and shrugged and followed the building.
Following Hawkeye of the light car, the two came to the third floor, where the boxing club is located.
Interestingly, the club’s door is locked. Moreover, the inside is black and lacquered, unlike the normal business.
“Well? It’s not open today?” Lyon turned and asked Clint Barton.
However, Clint Barton did not answer him, but bent down, and took out a key from under the carpet in front of the door.
“Hey?!” Looking at everything in front of him, Lyon was a little bit squatting. “How do you know that there is a key there?”
Clint Barton explained the key while opening the door: “When it is not open here, it is my private use time.”
“It turned out to be…”
Barton enter the club, and turn on the lights, the entire boxing room is illuminated by the lights.
The three boxing platforms are triangular and distributed throughout the space.
Lyon has a rough look, the entire club’s floor space, at least 200 square meters.
Before he had habitually clarified the entire terrain and the escape route, Clint Barton took off his jacket, just wearing a gray vest, and could not wait to board one of the biggest downfalls.
“What are you still standing on? Come inthe ring!”
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Chapter 10: Martial arts.
“Cheers!”
Along with the collision of the two glasses, a “beep” sounded.
In the noisy bar, sitting in the corner, Lyon and Barton are enjoying their leisure time after work.
The dim light added a bit of confusion to the young and handsome face of Lyon.
If it wasn’t Barton, the unsmiling man, sitting across from him, many hot girls present in the bar would definitely carry their glasses, twist the voluptuous waist, and sit next to Lyon.
However, from the distance, from time to time, the teasing eyes of the girls, let the eyes of “HawkEye” noticed the charm of his own.
Watching Lyon drink a glass of whiskey, Barton brightly asked: “It seems that your drink is good…”
“Not really, when I was in the military school, I drank more beer. but since I entered the Rangers, I changed my taste.”
After that, Lyon took the bottle and poured the wine into two empty cups.
Looking at the young man in front of him, Clint Barton has an inexplicable intimacy.
Although the two people know each other from less than 24 hours, because of Coulson’s relationship, as well as Lyon’s calm attitude and combat skills displayed in the mission, Clint Barton has a desire for Lyon to have a deep understanding of him.
Especially when Clint saw the other party drinking, he restrained himself from expressing his emotions, but today he has feeling of encountering a confidant.
“I have read your file. You can go to any higher education institution in the United States with your SAT score, but why go to the military school?” Clint Barton asked inadvertently while touching the cup.
When Lyon heard this question, he was somewhat alert.
This question is not easy to answer.
He can’t say that he is a soul that has passed through from another world; and he knows that this is a dangerous world in which a superhero walks all the way and the aliens invade. In order to protect himselves, he have to do everything that can enhance his own strength.
Fortunately, he knew that once he entered the huge intelligence agency of SHIELD, he would definitely be stared at by Hydra and the bald eye of the SHIELD.
Therefore, he also prepared a set of pretexts for various questions that might be asked.
“Oh, about this, it’s because of Uncle Phil’s sake.”
“Phil?” Clint Barton was a bit curious. “Is Phil asked you to go to the military academy?”
“No.” Lyon waved his hand and explained: “You know, Uncle Phil is a super fan of Captain America. On the wall of the house, I can’t wait to cover the poster of Captain America.”
“And I only have such a family member, and I feel very interested in the army talk from his mouth.”
“Oh..so this is the case.” Clint Barton nodded and said that he understood.
“However, I did not think that I was a bit talented in military operations…” Lyon smiled and boasted, and picked up the glass and drank it.
“Yeah, it’s just a little talent…” Clint Barton was chanting in his heart.
At the age of 17, he was admitted to one of the famous Military Academy of Virginia. In just two years, he graduated in advance and became the first graduate in the history of the Virginia Military Academy to be “excellent”!
At the age of 19, he was specially recruited into the Rangers, and at the fastest speed, broke the promotion record and became the youngest deputy company commander.
Today, on the first day of entering the SHIELD, he planned and participated in the completion of a level 5 rescue mission.
This kind of achievement, even in the SHIELD of the entire elite cluster, is unique.
Barton felt a little surprised that Lyon don’t have a bit of arrogance of his victory.
Few young people are so calm when they achieve impressive results.
It seems that Coulson has given him a lot of care for Lyon’s mission, and it can be easily done.
Thinking of this, Clint Barton suddenly thought of something, and asked: “Yes, I heard Phil say that when you were in the Rangers, you also won the fight special in the joint competition with one of the four major forces.”
After that, he suddenly looked at Lyon’s “worry” look at his beautiful face.
Lyon was stared at him with some hair, “Well… what?”
“There is a boxing room I am familiar with here, let me see your skills!”
“Uh?!”
Before Lyon reacted, Clint Barton took out a twenty-dollar shot on the table, then pulled up Lyon and went outside the bar.
The two walked out of the bar, and under the cover of the night, sat on 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 took less than ten minutes to drive, and stopped in front of a building that looked less conspicuous.
Outside the door of the building, there is a LED signboard for some years.
Looking at the signs on the signboard, Lyon couldn’t help but read: “Mayle Boxing Club?”
“This is a boxing club that my friend opened.” To explain a little, Clint Barton walked alone into the building.
Lyon looked at the back of Hawkeye, and shrugged and followed the building.
Following Hawkeye of the light car, the two came to the third floor, where the boxing club is located.
Interestingly, the club’s door is locked. Moreover, the inside is black and lacquered, unlike the normal business.
“Well? It’s not open today?” Lyon turned and asked Clint Barton.
However, Clint Barton did not answer him, but bent down, and took out a key from under the carpet in front of the door.
“Hey?!” Looking at everything in front of him, Lyon was a little bit squatting. “How do you know that there is a key there?”
Clint Barton explained the key while opening the door: “When it is not open here, it is my private use time.”
“It turned out to be…”
Barton enter the club, and turn on the lights, the entire boxing room is illuminated by the lights.
The three boxing platforms are triangular and distributed throughout the space.
Lyon has a rough look, the entire club’s floor space, at least 200 square meters.
Before he had habitually clarified the entire terrain and the escape route, Clint Barton took off his jacket, just wearing a gray vest, and could not wait to board one of the biggest downfalls.
“What are you still standing on? Come inthe ring!”
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