Inside a three-story townhouse in Queens, New York.

Emma picked up a bottle of over-the-counter cough medicine and threw it numbly into the trash, which also contained a lot of boxes and reagent bottles for various medications.

She picked up the blanket and gently covered her mother, straightened her messy blonde hair, bit her lip tightly, and wiped the saliva from the corners of her mouth with the back of her hand.

Puff Winter,

Downstairs came the sound of doors closing and shoes banging on the floor, and Emma frantically tidied up the room to make her mother's room look less messy, shoving a pile of bedside drugs into a drawer.

Mr. Winston Frost went upstairs and looked at Emma, who had hurriedly closed the door and walked out, with a gloomy and terrible face.

"Mother, she's not feeling well, she's already asleep."

Emma met her father's cold gaze, and said in a very soft but firm voice, she stood in front of the door, folded her hands in front of her, and did not mean to get out of the way.

"Hmph."

Mr. Frost didn't insist any longer, but said coldly: "Whose car sent you back that day." ”

Emma was stunned, she remembered that when she came back from James Howlett's house, Mr. Butler arranged for a driver to drop her off, and she simply returned to her father.

"I went to visit the same school, and Mr. Driver sent it back."

"What kind of driver do you need for such an ordinary car, don't forget what I told you Emma, don't waste your time on the wrong people."

Mr. Winston Frost's words are still so cold and emotionless, but what really chills Emma is the consistency of this man's heart.

He paused, and said in a slightly softened tone: "Meister has many students from extraordinary families, you have always been very good, I think it is not difficult to meet a good boy." ”

"You should at least be patient, I haven't even been to college yet."

Emma replied sarcastically, and the thought in her father's mind had long been clear.

Mr. Frost waved his hand impatiently, "Your mother has known me since you were about the same age, university—"

"That's why she's like this now? Rely on drug abuse to anesthetize yourself! ”

"You!"

Winston Frost's throat was stuck like a whole egg, and his neck was thick in anger, and Emma was almost as tall as him, and her posture was straight, looking at herself with a determined look.

Before her father could continue her seizures, Emma ran upstairs to her room, where she thought about it in a sullen way.

Her father only knew how to make his business better and bigger, and he was bent on marrying her to some powerful aristocratic family.

In her early years, due to illness and family changes, her mother abused all kinds of psychotropic drugs all day long, and she almost ignored everything.

She hammered the pillow hard, and her confident and noble face at school was really a deep irony of such a life.

Emma inexplicably remembered the figure, which made her feel safe and mysterious for the first time, what was he doing, what would his world be like.

The headquarters of the Howlett Group in New York, the Empire State Building on Fifth Avenue in Manhattan, is owned by the Howlett Group from the 66th floor upwards, and the entire Empire State Building was also prepared for by James in the late twenties.

Small kiosk

Today, the Empire State Building is one of the landmarks of New York and even the United States, and Howlett is a name familiar to the Western elite of power and wealth, but rarely accessible.

Jayne Gatsby, Brian Foss, the son of the old butler Casper, Wallace Weddell, the new member of the Weddell family, and many other senior executives who have never even met James, are nervously awaiting the arrival of a new person in charge.

"That's how Mr. Bruce plans to hand over the family group to this twenty-something son?"

The deputy head of the Department of Energy whispered to Wallace Weddell, who had the good fortune to meet Mr. Bruce Howlett once a few years ago, and to be honest, he did not look like a seventy-year-old man at all, especially with the strength to walk, which was much sharper than he was.

Weddell glanced at the old fellow, the people in the Department of Energy were generally "lazy and lazy".

Their most important job is to ensure the safety and smoothness of the mining project, and then it is purely to make money on the land, and even the exploration of mineral deposits does not need to be taken care of by them.

"This Howlett is called James? James II? The Howlett family is really weird enough, each generation is passed down alone, and it is all cultivated secretly, but in today's group, the safety and confidentiality of the heir is indeed very important. ”

Jayon Gatsby grinned, after he was over fifty, he was much more restrained and wiser than before, he shook his head and wondered, some people in the group thought too much.

Brian Foss had already arrived downstairs to wait for James, he was one position behind the young master, and he was still the butler of the old Foss family.

James was wearing a black suit, a rare new style, a vest and silk scarf accessories were complete, and he couldn't tell what brand it was at all.

His daily dressing items are handmade by special artisan tailors, and such top craftsmen will serve two or three fixed families in their lifetime.

The top office of the Empire State Building, which is more than ten meters high, is covered with dark gold, and the pure copper door more than five meters high is slowly pushed open by the waiters.

With the floor-to-ceiling behind and a single-sided transparent glass window, the world's most expensive land and space are all under your feet.

More than a dozen senior executives of the group took their seats, and Mr. Wallace Weddell, who was the first on the right, introduced everyone present to James one by one.

James looked at the familiar faces or names, although he knew them well for a long time, but it was still a little interesting to reacquaint himself with each other in a different position.

In the magnificent conference room of thousands of square meters, only Gatsby and Wallace knew James's mood at the moment, and they unconsciously brought in what it would be like to change their identities every few decades.

"My grandfather, and my father, and even my great-grandfather, Mr. William Howlett, were men of great wisdom and vision, one of whom came across the sea from England, the other from Canada, and my father, Bruce Howlett, who radiated the power of the family to the whole world."

"As a successor, I am helpless, it seems that there is not much that needs to be done for me anymore, and I am relieved that the group will have you to continue to run me."

As soon as James's words fell, everyone in the room seemed to have unloaded their burdens, and what he was most afraid of was that after the young young master came to power, he would make a bold move, but looking at the style of this James II, it was a little uninhibited.

"Except for the Howlett Institute of Advanced Science and Technology will increase the budget and authority again, there is not much change in other aspects, and the military industry may not be as idle as imagined in the past few years."

He glanced at Jayin Gatsby, who was second on his left, and the latter nodded understandingly, since Prime Minister Churchill's "Iron Curtain" speech, Truman and Stalin had already prepared for an arms race, and the world that had just ended World War II had not calmed down.

"All the development of the group has to give way to new technologies and scientific research, and the Howlett family has been able to stand until we were the first to complete the manufacture and use of internal combustion engines, and how about the merger and acquisition of Stark Industries."

Gatsby and Wallace Foss looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Young master, Howard Stark doesn't give us any chance to negotiate, he even pretends to be tempted to play tricks a few times, this is my incompetence."

"Let him go, but the anti-gravity technology that Howard made two years ago must be obtained, you go down and find a way to give you the maximum authority."

Jayin Gatsby is not optimistic about this technology, the gimmick is far greater than the reality, he does not understand why Mr. Howlett values it so much, but obedient to do things is his consistent attitude.

After all, after achieving this position, Gatsby found that there was almost no other person in the world who needed to make him obedient.

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Although Ms. Kleel Vayan did not like the man who called himself the Black Emperor, he did cut into the blank field of the Soviet Union.

Faced with the threat of America's super-soldiers and atomic bombs, the Soviet Union had to have the strength to deal with it.

In the Kremlin, there are five steps, one sentry and ten steps, and the cold and solemn environment in Moscow adds a bit of solemnity, and Sebastian Shaw looks at the Soviet political center with a very different atmosphere, and compares it with Berlin with great interest.

"Comrade Rudolf Yinvanovich Abel is a legendary intelligence worker, and he will review the abilities and techniques you say, and I hope that Mr. Xiao will not be too loose."

Xiao gave a non-standard military salute comically, smiled and nodded, he found that the two countries were still very similar in terms of rigidity and seriousness.

Office of the Ministry of Intelligence of the USSR.

"Sebastian Shaw, you have a nickname called the Black Emperor, is it derived from chess?"

"Yes, Comrade Abel."

Shaw sat in front of the legendary agent, who looked kind with round eyes, and said kindly, his Russian language had improved a lot, after all, his real life span was almost seventy years old, and he had dabbled in this language when he was young.

Rudolf Abel shook his head, looked at the document in his hand and said: "You don't have to call me comrade, we don't have this relationship with each other, chess is very popular in the Soviet Union." ”

Abel's lenses flashed, and he suddenly smiled, and he looked at Shaw and spoke German with a standard Berlin accent.

"Dr. Klaus Schmidt, I wonder why you came to Moscow?"

Xiao was stunned, shrugged his shoulders, and replied in the same German: "Bring strength to your country." ”

"Like you did in Auschwitz?"

Xiao didn't care at all, he nodded with a smile and asked rhetorically, "So did your intelligence work find out the truth about the fall of Auschwitz?" ”

"Of course, many of the prisoners of war there are our soldiers."

"Very well, those two men are close to the American World War II hero, Steve Rogers, at least I fought with the one known as the Red Devil, I don't know if you know anything about it."

Shaw did throw out a useful intelligence information, although the United States only has a super soldier such as Captain America on the surface, this has already shown that they are at the forefront of the field of supernatural forces, and the Soviet research has not yet achieved tangible results.

"You've fought him?"

Abel asked with some suspicion, there was no information about his personal supernatural powers in the intelligence materials of this Shaw or Dr. Klaus Schmidt.

Shaw looked left and right, and placed his right hand on the coal-burning stove, which is usually used to heat the house and boil water and coffee.

Abel and Ms. Claire Vayan subconsciously got up and tried to stop it, but looking at Shaw's smiling face, they couldn't help but look serious, Shaw just trembled in his hands, and didn't react otherwise.

Rumble!

Xiao's left hand was in flames, and he was now more comfortable with the transformation of energy properties, and the fire was burning more and more vigorously, even burning to the curtains on the side.

"Well, Mr. Sebastian Shaw, after the fall of Germany, most scientists or researchers were abducted by the Americans, and the Soviet Union also welcomed such talents, and I hope you can contribute to our cause."

Xiao withdrew the flame and continued to look at Abel quietly, listening to the other party's final words.

"I will introduce you to Comrade Joseph Vissarionovich Stalin."

Sebastian Shaw nodded, finally smiling brightly.