Jay Gatsby's mind was racing, and he quickly sifted through the troubles and people he might have offended recently.

For the sake of the woman he loves in his heart, he has been delaying many important business and big things for too long.

Even he suspected that his partner, Myel Wolfsim, the mob leader who had done everything, was going to cross the river and tear down the bridge.

But when he was sent to a new luxury car that he had never even seen before by this group of extremely professional and fast people, and came to a secret manor in Dongzi, Mr. Gatsby, who has always been astute, was completely confused.

He looked at the large, but not luxurious, minimalist manor, and desperately remembered that the H-shaped emblem was the symbol of a wealthy man.

It wasn't until he entered the parlor that he saw a very tall and handsome young man sitting in front of him, and he didn't come up with a reason.

"This gentleman, I don't think we know each other, I'm—"

"Jay Gatsby, whose real name is James Katz, was originally a poor farmer's child in North Dakota, who served as a lieutenant in a military training camp, and then participated in the war, and performed prominently, because of the special training of meritorious officers, he studied Oxford for five months."

James sat down, lit a cigar and continued.

"He had a close relationship with the gang leader Myer Wolfshim, cooperated in the illegal sale of illicit liquor in pharmacies, secretly manipulated stocks in violation of regulations, grabbed a lot of wealth in just a few years, and held parties in his mansion for five years in a row, just to attract ......"

James didn't say anything in the end, and stopped to look at the man who was originally full of confidence and calmness from hair to heels, and gradually became dumbfounded.

Gatsby's face turned a little red, he took two deep breaths, and asked James with a confident smile: "What do you want?" ”

James nodded, spat out the smoke, and said with satisfaction: "Without a woman, you are quite smart." ”

"I want you to do something for me, before it is done, your personal safety is guaranteed by me, and after it is done, I will give you a future that no matter how rich you are, you can't afford it."

Gatsby suddenly laughed, his smile was infectious, not even a hint of sarcasm.

"I don't know what I have to do with my safety, this unknown gentleman." Gatsby said quietly.

"Recently, your moonshine has been on fire everywhere, hiding from Meier Wolfheim for a long time, and there are more and more people operating in the stock market, and how many people are targeting...... Do you want to go on? ”

"You...... What do you want me to do? ”

James handed him a cigar and said lightly, "Get a piece of land." ”

After Jay Gatsby left, Asazo suddenly flashed out, he landed on the sofa, and asked puzzledly: "Dad, it's the first time I've seen you work so an ordinary person, and it's necessary to do this." ”

James glanced at Asazzo and said seriously: "There can't be my shadow in this matter, there can't be any information related to the Howlett family, and when I turn over the tables in the future, there won't be a single voice that can call the table." ”

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On October 29, 1929, the crowd gathered on Wall Street in New York, and the stock market plummeted that day.

The price of the stock market fell to its lowest point, and a worldwide economic depression ensued, and the intensity and duration of the depression were unprecedented.

Because many countries paid war debts, money continued to flow into the United States, and the United States accounted for half of the world's total gold reserves in a decade.

However, the imbalance between domestic and foreign investment, the fact that workers' wages lagged behind rising productivity, and the lack of sufficient financial resources of many independent banks to overcome the financial turmoil caused depositors everywhere to withdraw their money after the collapse of one bank, forming a chain reaction that destroyed the entire financial structure.

By the end of 1933, the effects of the Great Depression were finally showing signs of reversing, but the streets were still littered with homeless people and street gangs with ill-faced faces and eyes wrapped around people.

In the alleyway next to Hull's Little Kitchen Community, Brooklyn, a short, thin white boy walked out with a paper shopping bag in his arms, and he took a shortcut today to get home from the back door of the "secret factory".

The secret factory is the name of the Howlett Institute of Advanced Technology by the residents of Brooklyn, and most people do not understand the so-called research institute, but the largest factory in the whole of Brooklyn is patrolled by strict security personnel at all times.

There are often large container vehicles and military vehicles in and out, and some people who work in factories will only say that the work is very good and the salary is very good, but they will not reveal what they have seen in it, so they are called secret factories.

"What to take."

A few young boys in loose shirts suddenly burst out and blocked the skinny teenager.

"Just some food." The young man's words were as calm as possible, but his steps unconsciously retreated.

"We're hungry too, so let's take it out."

The young man's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he said seriously: "This is for my mother, she is sick." ”

The tall and thin boy at the head sneered, and he said strangely: "The patient is the most unable to eat, I don't think she will mind, bring it." ”

The boy clutched the bag on his chest again, and bang! He was kicked and knocked to the ground, and the bag of bread and some fruit that didn't look fresh tumbled out.

A few young men came up to pick up the food inside, but the young man didn't intend to give it to them like that.

"Hey! I see you're pretty stubborn! ”

He was so skinny that he was knocked to the ground by two punches from a tall and thin boy, and he knocked over a trash can on the corner of the street.

The boy picked up the lid of the trash can and held it in front of him, he wiped his nose, looked at the blood that flowed, inhaled, and shouted, "I can spend a day with you like this!" ”

Bang!

The lid of the trash can was kicked off, and several boys surrounded the skinny teenager and threw them with punches, scolding and walking away with the food.

The thin boy slowly propped himself up, sat up, rubbed back, leaned against the fence of a step, and straightened his dirty, shabby and ill-fitting jacket, and looked lonely at the torn shopping bag.

"What do you think, such conditions, have always been hard to resist?"

A tall, half-haired man sat on the steps, he happened to have his back to the light, and the boy couldn't see his face clearly.

"My mother said that people like me who are easily bullied must not back down, as long as there is one time, they will not be able to get up in this life."

The boy's words seemed to be explaining, but it was more like cheering himself up, and he rubbed his cheeks, which hurt and jumped.

"It sounds like she's a courageous person, she often thinks like this, life is not good, let's go-"

The man patted his pants and stood up, and said to the boy.

"Who, me? Go, where to go? ”

He finally saw the man's face clearly, handsome and handsome, he didn't look very old, and the four slightly pointed canine teeth that were exposed when he smiled were particularly eye-catching.

"Of course, it's for your mother to see, her son who never flinchs, the heroic image."