Marvel: The beginning is tied to the experimental platform

Half a year has passed since Joaquin woke up, and the time has come to Christmas in 1979. After the family had a warm dinner, Ma Yuxiu went back to the study to deal with the business documents at home, while the father and son entered the basement of the home.

Huawei casually took the thick folder and handed it to Joaquin: "This is the information about our family's influence in New York. From now on, you will take over this aspect. My elder brother and your mother are ordinary people. Since you are awakened, it may be better to leave these businesses to you."

Joaquin took the folder and flipped through it casually: "Is there a mutant in here?"

"Hmm~"

Huawei lit his cigar and took a puff: "They are all Delta-level mutants. Over the years, ordinary people have treated mutants very coldly. We took advantage of this loophole to recruit a group of mutants. There are not many mutants, only more than 20, and they are scattered in small gangs to act as leaders."

Joaquin threw the folder on the coffee table and looked at Hua Yu who was smiling beside him: "Isn't it more dangerous for big brother to join Hydra?"

"I'm not like you."

Hua Yu waved his hands and smiled: "Our Hydra branch originally belonged to Whitehall, but this old man has been arrested by the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau, and now my father is in charge of the branch. As long as our Hua family manages well, these good players will be named Hua in the future."

He took out a cigar and sniffed it under his nose, with a smile on his face: "There is a high-level person in the Strategic Homeland Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau who is closely related to us. He will provide us with information to delay the time. When we fully control this branch, wouldn't it be smoother to transfer local technology to our hometown?"

Looking at Joajin whose eyelids were jumping wildly, Hua Wei and Hua Yu stared at Joa Jin at the same time, Hua Wei dusted off the smoke: "No matter how beautiful our Hua family is outside, there is a certain identity that cannot be erased!"

"Because we are descendants of China!"

Following Joaquin's answer, the father and son in the secret room looked at each other and smiled.
Warwick, a well-known New York philanthropist, found his youngest son who had been missing for nearly seven years. Of course, it was worth celebrating. Therefore, on the first night of 79, Fahrenheit Manor held a grand reception.

Joaquin, who is 1.9 meters tall, wears a restrained white handmade suit, his long hair is casually tied into a ponytail, and with a smile on his mouth, he has become the new favorite of New York ladies circle as soon as he appeared on the stage.

Ma Yuxiu pulled Hua Jin to the middle circle of ladies, and wiped Hua Jin's side face: "This is my poor little son Hua Jin, I hope the sisters will take good care of them in the future."

"Wow~ What a strong boy!"

A chubby lady looked Joaquin up and down, glanced back and forth at his chest and dantian, swallowed the saliva she had been holding in her mouth by drinking, and stretched out her right hand with a smile. Joaquin naturally took her hand and lightly pecked her on the back of her hand: "Mrs. Martha is extraordinarily beautiful today!"

"Cuckoo~"

Martha slowly withdrew her hand, covered her mouth and smiled: "Small mouth is so sweet."

While he was chatting and laughing with these noble ladies, Hua Yu also joined in. After chatting with them for a while, he took Hua Jin to Hua Wei's place. Martha looked at Hua Jin's back and whispered in Ma Yuxiu's ear: "You have seen my Katie, do you want to think about it?"

As the wife of the mayor of New York, Martha was able to let go of her pride as a white person and take the initiative to talk to her about this matter mainly because her daughter is a mutant, and she is also a demon type that greatly affects her appearance.

Another point worth mentioning is that the Four Seas Group owned by Fahrenheit has been rooted in New York since Benjamin Harrison was in office. Their family can be said to have witnessed the historical changes of the lighthouse for nearly a century.

At least during the election campaign, Fahrenheit helped her husband a lot, whether it was funds or connections. It can be said that Fahrenheit took at least half of the credit for her husband being able to serve as the mayor of New York at the age of 45.As for the exchange of benefits, it is beyond what I can know.

"Martha~ you know about Katie!"

Looking at Ma Yuxiu who was frowning, the ladies around him quickly started laughing, while Joaquin was pulled into his social circle by Warwick, pointing to the middle-aged man with a cigar next to him: "Haha~ This is the savior of our New York City, you have to show due respect to Mayor Matthew."

"Haha~ Mr. Hua was joking, let's congratulate you on getting back the young master!"

Matthew and a few politicians in suits and leather shoes around him raised their glasses with a smile and took a sip. Warwick patted Joaquin's arm and looked at Matthew and the people around him: "From now on, the Universal Group will donate 1000 million US dollars to the city hall every year, and the police department will also donate 1000 million US dollars. The same goes for other departments. My son disappeared once, and I don't want to taste it again."

After the politicians heard the numbers, they all smiled. Matthew nodded and looked at Joaquin: "Mr. Hua said that you were taken to Three Mile Island by the military? Have you been imprisoned for more than six years?"

Joaquin, who is extremely talented in acting, suddenly shivered, his handsome face turned pale quickly, and his eyes began to be hollow. He seemed to be recalling some painful past. After a long time, he gently nodded his head: "Well~ that demon is called Stryker. I heard that he is a colonel. He often uses me as an experiment, injecting the blood genes of those mutants into my body, and seems to want to create a large number of mutants."

Speaking of this, his eyes flicked intentionally or unintentionally, and Matthew and another middle-aged man glanced at their faces: "I saw a lot of mutants there, they were basically teenagers, and often a healthy mutant, the chance of surviving a year there is not much higher than us winning the lottery.

During the few years I was imprisoned there, I also made several mutant friends. Some of them came from the lighthouse, and more came from abroad. No matter what their identities, as long as they were determined to be mutants, they would basically be caught there. "

The rather heavy topic quickly cooled the originally happy atmosphere. Matthew seemed to have thought of something, his rosy face turned pale, and there was a mutant daughter in his family. If someone knew her identity, would she suddenly disappear one day?
When several people were silent, old Tom, the white butler, walked up to Warwick: "Master, Mr. Howard, he brought his wife and young master here."

"Is it?"

Hua Wei nodded to Matthew and the others, put down his wine glass and took the two sons to the entrance of the hall. Looking at the pink poop, Joaquin raised his mouth slightly: "Hehe~Iron Man!"