A not-so-bustling neighborhood in Manhattan, New York.

There is a bar here, and the owner of the bar is rumored to be a retired American colonel.

Business at the bar was not very good, and at a time when the bar business was booming, there were only a few customers scattered in the bar.

Phillips sat behind the bar with his pipe in his mouth, wiping his wine glasses.

For him, whether or not he can make money by opening a bar is secondary, and the most important thing is to be able to pass the boring retirement life.

Jingle bell~

The doorbell rang, and in the dim light, a figure as bright as the sun pushed open the door and walked in.

The people in the bar turned their heads to look at the sound, only to look away from this look.

Blonde hair and blue eyes, fair as jade skin, delicate face like an angel falling into the mortal dust, a snow-white one-piece leather coat reveals his proud figure, cold and elegant temperament is incompatible with the atmosphere of this bar.

This kind of woman should not appear here, but should go in and out of various high-end places and become the target of those who are rich.

"Wow, as soon as you come, I won't be able to sell this wine."

Phillips exclaimed, then complained.

"That must be a problem with your wine, Uncle Phillips."

Emma chuckled and sat down gracefully at the bar.

"I haven't seen you in ten years, you've changed a lot, Emma."

Phillips removed a centrally placed bottle from the wine rack behind him, took out a freshly wiped wine glass and poured a glass.

Those who know Phillips well know that this is not for sale.

"Haven't you finished this wine yet?" Emma picked up the wine glass on the table with some disgust and shook it, "Can you still drink it?" ”

"This is the first bottle of wine your mother gave me, and I can't afford to drink it." There was a hint of nostalgia on Phillips' face, "In a blink of an eye, your mother has been gone for many years. ”

"I'm not here today to talk about that." Emma obviously didn't want to talk about it, and reached out and took out a pink test tube from her arms and put it on the bar, "Someone wants you to do me a favor"

Phillips paused for a moment, then his face changed greatly, he covered it with his hands, looked left and right vigilantly, and found that the people in the bar were watching them, and then picked up the test tube and put it in his pocket, and shouted loudly: "The bar is closed today, all the drinks are mine, everyone leave early." ”

Phillips' words immediately caused dissatisfaction among the few guests.

"Boss, am I missing your money for wine?"

"That's it, the whole audience is mine today, as long as you continue to be open."

......

"This is my territory, and I can be whatever I say."

Phillips let out a roar and scooped a double-barreled shotgun from under the bar and slapped it on the bar.

"Don't get out of here!"

As soon as they saw the old guy pull out his gun, everyone reluctantly scolded and left the bar.

After kicking everyone out, Phillips locked the door and walked to the bar with a wry smile, "You ruined my bar." ”

"It's none of my business, Uncle Phillips." Emma looked innocent.

Shaking his head helplessly, Phillips took out the test tube in his pocket and put it on the bar, and asked, "Where did you get this thing?" ”

"A friend's."

Seeing that Emma was still indifferent, Phillips was anxious.

"Do you know how dangerous this thing is?"

"Yes."

"I know you're still involved, he's a hydra, the world's most wanted criminal, and you're actually helping him do things?"

Phillips was completely anxious, and his tone was heavy.

"He's just a businessman now." Emma said quietly.

"Merchant?" Phillips smiled disdainfully, "He used to do things for Hydra, and the scorpion warrior is also his masterpiece, including the current chaotic situation, all because of him, this is called a merchant?" ”

"It doesn't seem good to be scolding people behind someone's back now, Uncle Phillips."

Phillips was stunned for a moment, picked up his wine glass, and sneered: "I owe him a favor? How can it be. ”

"Hydra base blueprints."

Burst~

"Ahem, cough, cough~ What did you say?"

Phillips stared blankly at Emma.

Emma slapped her hand in disgust: "It's not just the Hydra blueprint, you were able to deal with the scorpion warrior at that time, and without what he provided, you would have killed the Hydra so smoothly?" ”

"A good guy is him?"

"A good man? It's a strange name. Emma wondered.

"Forget it, none of that matters, it's incredible."

Phillips couldn't figure out how a former Hydra and the world's most wanted man could be the mysterious man who helped them destroy Hydra.

On second thought, I'm retired anyway, and none of this seems to have much to do with me.

Come to think of it, Phillips is not so bothered.

"Tell me, what do you need me to do for you?"

Emma smiled and took out a letter from her bosom and handed it over: "Help deliver a letter." ”

Phillips stared blankly at the letter in his hand and shook his head helplessly.

"Is the former army colonel a messenger in your eyes?"

"Aren't you retired?" Emma laughed.

******

Directorate of Strategic Scientific Investigation (formerly the Strategic Science Corps, renamed for convenience), Office of the Director.

Carter is discussing with his subordinates how to track down the scorpion serum.

Until the scorpion serum flowing out of the black market has become the object of competition among various organizations, this chaos has lasted for ten years.

For ten years, the Strategic Scientific Investigation Agency has not given up on the tracking, but nothing has been achieved.

The scorpion serum and the pink preparation that restrains the scorpion serum They also organized countless scientific studies to study it, but they found nothing.

If Lune had known that they were researching special serums and happy pills, he would have laughed out loud.

If you want to study the Scorpion Serum and the Happy Tonic Pill, you first have to be a mage, and you have to be a mage who understands science.

Once you have both in place, you still need to understand the Rubik's Cube formula.

And the formula of the Rubik's Cube, only Lune knows.

That's why Lune is so unscrupulous in selling scorpion serum, which is the only business.

As long as there are people in the world who want scorpion serum, this thing will not be sold.

Knock knock~

"Come in."

Carter rubbed his temples, looking tired.

"Director, Colonel Phillips is here."

"Phillips? Isn't he retired? What is he here for? Carter asked curiously.

"He said he was here to deliver letters."

"Deliver a letter?" Carter was stunned, "What kind of person could make Phillips give up his retirement life to come here?" ”

"Director, do you need me to bring him in?" The subordinate on the opposite side asked.

Carter smiled dumbly, "Okay, go and bring him in." ”

Walking into the director's office in a huff, Phillips kept complaining: "If I'm still here, I must fire those people, what's the matter, it's so eyeless, don't you know who I am?" ”

"Hehe, Colonel, those people are new here, and I don't know you." The subordinate gave Carter a wry smile.

"You go down first." Carter smiled and stepped forward to press Phillips into his director's office chair and asked, "Colonel, you don't enjoy your retirement, is there something wrong with coming here?" ”

Phillips angrily took out a letter and a test tube from his arms and threw them on the table: "Someone asked me to send you something." ”

At the first glance of the test tube, Carter's face changed, and he quickly picked up the letter on the table and opened it.

After a long time, Carter asked with a hint of hatred on his solemn face, "Where is he?" ”