In Eastern Europe, somewhere in the secret location, the Tianjian Bureau branch.

The gray-haired old man stood high in the command room, wearing a suit and ties, carrying his hands behind his back, and swept the busy scenes in the command room without anger. The correspondents were busy in front of their respective equipment, and the keyboard kept ringing, and the huge display screen divided into nine parts was hanging on the top of the command room, emitting a faint blue light.

The old man's name is Lauren Beard, a former senior Hydra cadre, and a senior commander of the Eastern European branch of the Tianjian Bureau - of course these are his secret identities. For most people who know him, he is a billionaire, financial tycoon, a top 50 figure in the global wealth rankings, and one of the most influential people in the entire Eastern Europe.

In this area alone, you can not know who Tony Stark is, or even know your own president. But ask ten people randomly on the street, and nine of them can tell you who Lauren Beard is.

But unlike Tony Stark, the old man's billions of wealth did not come from the accumulation of his ancestors. Everyone knows that he started his own business from scratch and started his own company. He started his own business when he was less than 20 years old, and made his own empire with awesome momentum and extraordinary courage.

The reason why Beard has a huge influence is not only because he owns a super company and countless money, but also because of his connections in Eastern Europe. He has a strong background and has personal relationships with important members from many nearby countries and even some presidents. These political friends have made him do almost anything in this area without any obstacle.

But for his subordinates and employees, this person is definitely not the kind of boss you would like to meet. Lauren Beard is a very dangerous person, and this is almost written on his face with a serious expression. His eyes are full of dangerous splendor, and his eyes look at everything are like cold and sharp swords, as if they can cut through everything and pierce the soul.

He often claims to be a person who "can't tolerate scum in his eyes" and cannot be tolerated even if he has the smallest mistakes under him. He is cruel and ruthless, like a tiger who is always vigilant. He treats his enemies even more ruthless and sharply. Over the years, countless competitors have become stepping stones for him to reach the top.

These are even just the appearance of Beard as a businessman, and his actions in another identity are even more terrifying. When he was a Hydra cadre, he managed his subordinates to obey. The world-famous killers under his command would subconsciously stand attentively when they heard his voice from afar, and never dared to disobey. He could order hundreds of lives to be executed without changing his face, without any mercy in his heart.

But no matter how ridiculous this sounds, even such a cruel and ruthless old guy has now surrendered to the "Tianjian Bureau" and started to do good things.

Just this night, he had dispatched troops to resolve several terrorist attacks involving three Eastern European countries, and sent elite agents to destroy a large terrorist operation base hidden in a mountain range, and arrested an important member of his organization. At this moment, he interrogated the expert and locked the guy in a small dark room to torture the confession. Beard issued an order that as long as the person did not die, it would not matter what method he used.

A supervisor agent walked over with a slight look on his face.

"Sir." He said to Beard with his head down, "we... have a little problem."

Beard stared at him coldly: "Say."

"We have a team of people who are carrying out missions in Russia," the chief agent wiped his cold sweat. "Then things... went wrong. The two agents failed to evacuate as planned. They... were caught by the authorities."

Beard's eyes almost seemed to shoot an ice cone.

"Are you talking about the two idiots under your command being caught by the Russians?"

"yes."

Beard stepped closer and almost touched the agent's face, his cold breath almost breathed.

"I don't care what you use. But you have to settle this matter immediately." Beard lowered his voice, "If you think it's necessary, it doesn't matter if you just find a way to get rid of those two idiots. The above request is that the existence of the Tianjian must not be exposed for the time being. No matter what, I... will not allow the trouble to come out on my branch. Do you understand?"

The agent nodded vigorously: "Yes, sir! I'll make arrangements now."

"Also, no matter what the final result is, you're suspended." Beard said coldly, "You know the rules."

"Yes, sir, I understand."

The chief agent went in a hurry. Lauren Beard breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling upset.

It seems that the whole world is not peaceful tonight, and the entire Eastern European region is constantly breaking things, so no news can make people feel at ease.

"Sir... Sir!" a correspondent with headphones raised his head and stuttered, "There is a communication from an external line... it is the commander-in-chief of Tianjian! He... He named him for you!"

The whole busy space suddenly became quiet, and everyone subconsciously stopped the work at hand. The dense keyboard suddenly stopped tacitly, and all eyes looked over.

A needle can be heard in the room.

Lauren Beard gasped.

He is indeed a dangerous, and it is true that he is ruthless, but he can reach this point today, which is impossible for him to climb to this point. His years of experience in struggling in the mall and Hydra taught him the intuition of danger and told him what kind of person he absolutely cannot afford to provoke.

For example, someone like the mysterious commander-in-chief of the Heavenly Sword.

Beard had never seen this mysterious commander with his own eyes, only to see him wearing black armor, like a divine weapon from heaven, killing through the Hydra base where Beard was alone. He even heard that the commander-in-chief defeated the giant Hydra with one man's strength, such as Alexander Pierce, Walgamph von Strack, Daniel Whitehall, etc., who used to think that all the people who were very hands-on and eyes seemed to be dealt with by this commander in just a few seconds, which shows how terrible it was.

This is why he chose to surrender and join the Tianjian without thinking.

He is a dangerous tiger, but a smart tiger knows when to be tamed.

He put on his headset, nodded, and whispered, "Check in."

Not only for Beard, but for others, this commander who never showed his face is a mysterious existence. They have never received direct instructions from the commander since the Sky Sword was in operation, so when the commander answered the communication, everyone held their breath and calmed their minds, erected their ears to try to hear the commander's intentions.

"Yes, sir, I'm Beard." The old man changed into a tone that was almost unlike himself, "...Yes, I listened... Of course, no matter what, you just want to give me..."

Everyone noticed that Beard's expression seemed to have become a little subtle, and even a little... confused.

“Uh…sir, does that ‘Brother Baldwin’… refer to that cartoon production company?

Ah of course...no problem...yes, I will do it myself."

Beard finished the communication and took off his headphones.

His assistant stepped forward and asked tentatively: "Sir?"

"Prepare a plane for me, and I have to deal with some things myself. You can command me when I am not here."

He said coldly, turning his head and quickly leaving the command room. The assistant listened to the old man's footsteps and quickly moved away along the corridor, stunned in place with a confused face.

The agents in the command room looked at each other.

"Brothers Baldwin"? Isn't that an old cartoon manufacturing group? It hasn't gone bankrupt yet? Why did the commander suddenly become interested in animation companies? Could it be that some groups seem to be doing animations on the surface, but secretly plotting behind the scenes of conspiracy that endangers the world's security?

It turns out that the world is worthy of being a big shot, and I can't understand it at all.

...

Twenty-four hours later, New York.

After dinner, Wanda and Pitro's brother and sister took a walk in the bright and wine-filled commercial area. After wandering around for about an hour, they began to turn back and walk home.

Pitro said all night long, from what he saw and heard in New York these days, and all kinds of trivial matters when he was receiving superpower-enhancing practice in the Tianjian Branch. But Wanda always looked listless and didn't reply, but just kept responding "yes" and feeling restless.

Pitro seemed to feel that it was meaningless to continue singing a solo show, so he simply shut up and stopped talking. But after walking along the way back, he finally couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with you? You look very uninspired?"

"Yeah." Wanda replied absent-mindedly, "thinking about things."

"You've been like this since you came back from training yesterday," Pitro said, "His he bullied you?"

Wanda knew he was referring to Michael. She shook her head, "No. I was just thinking..." She hesitated for a moment, and suddenly turned to ask, "...What kind of person do you think Mr. Paso is?"

Pitro was stunned for a moment and touched his head: "Well... he is a very powerful person, and it's also very good. Look, he arranged such a big house for us, and this job with an outrageous salary but very leisurely most of the time...] Oh, except that it's annoying that you always have to train..."

"That's not what he means," Wanda interrupted. "I'm not saying what he is to us, I'm saying...what do you think he is?"

Pitro thought for a while.

"Not a bad guy, right?" he said. "We have seen what he is committed to these days. I think he looks like he is doing good things...at least he is different from Stark."

"That's not sure," Wanda said casually.

Pitro raises his eyebrows: "What does it mean?"

"I mean, maybe we don't know him at all. I can't read his thoughts, maybe he has another side that we haven't seen before."

"I think others are good anyway." Pitro insisted.

"Maybe... Forget it, I didn't ask."

They had already reached the doorstep. Wanda walked up the stone steps, took out the key and opened the door.

"I have to go and take a shower first." She changed her shoes and threw the key on the table.

"Uh, Wanda? It seems like you have a package here."

"My package?" Wanda paused and turned around in surprise, "Who will send me a package?"

Pitro Yangyang's tightly wrapped square package in his hand: "I don't know. There is no sender on it. Do you want to take it apart?"

"Hmm." Wanda took the package from him and opened it. It was a beautifully packaged gift box with a bow tied with a red ribbon. She unbuttoned the ribbon and unbuttoned the lid, and couldn't help but be stunned.

It was a watch, with a pink shell of a girl in style, and the dial was painted with a childish Q version of the little girl, and her pointers were clattering.

Pitro stepped forward and said in surprise: "This is not..."

"That Christmas, my dad gave me a limited edition watch." She whispered.

"But I remember you said that this thing has been out of print for ten years?" Pitro said wonderingly, "So where did this come from?"

She shook her head: "I don't know."

Wanda picked up the watch, turned over the dial, and found a line of small words engraved on the back.

“For a better future.”

She couldn't help but chuckle, and at the same time she was sorry for some of the excessive words she said when she was emotionally excited yesterday.

It turns out that he is not a person with no feelings as he said.

He just likes to keep everything in his heart.
Chapter completed!