The Wizard of the World

"Although I don't understand these, I know that success must be born from countless experiments. You also know how difficult our work is now. The leaders of those gangs are more difficult to deal with, and they want to rectify the entire American underworld. It's too difficult, and there are some wealthy people hiding behind some gangs." Iverson picked up the wine glass and said: "Dr. Zola, you have to help us."

"If I can find the soldier at that time, maybe I can find hope of success in him, but..."

Just when Dr. Zola was about to say something, Isaye's figure suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Iverson was so frightened that all the wine in his glass spilled on his chest shirt, while Fisk immediately stood up from the beach chair, looked straight at Isaac and said, "You're back, sir."

"Why did you come here from New York?" Isaac looked at the three people who were still enjoying themselves and asked, "Are you doing what you were asked to do?"

"Always following your orders, sir." Iverson replied as he put the glass on the table.

"The situation in New York is not suitable for the development of new gangs, so we planned to start operations in Washington first. Fortunately, several suppliers that Iverson and I know are all in Washington." Fisk explained.

"You don't need to explain too much to me. Just make your own plans. By the way, where is Eisenhardt?"

"He is reading in the cabin. Normally Dr. Zola will teach him knowledge so that Max can get into a good university when he grows up."

Isaac looked at Fisk strangely. It was hard for him to imagine that such a gangster would say such a thing, "Is it your idea to let Eisenhardt go to college?"

"Yes sir, I just think that if a child doesn't learn like us, he will have no future when he grows up." Fisk nodded.

"That's a good idea. It seems that I made the right choice by leaving Eisenhardt to your care, but I have to remind you that Eisenhardt's ability is what I value most. You guys have time. I will find a way to stimulate his abilities, and then I will have an important task to give him." Isaiah said.

"Please allow me to ask a question, is that child's ability innate?" Dr. Zola suddenly asked.

"Yes, when I first discovered Eisenhardt, this kid twisted an iron door with his own hands."

"Maybe someone I know can help you."

"Who?"

Dr. Zola recalled: "Hydera was established with the support of the German head of state. We used a lot of Nazi funds when we were founded. This aroused the dissatisfaction of a Nazi doctor at the time. He had different beliefs from Schmidt. Schmidt seeks strength from myths and legends, and he advocates studying humans with special abilities. Maybe he can find a way to inspire the child's abilities."

"What's the name of that doctor?" Isaac asked.

"It seems to be... Klaus Schmidt."

"What a stupid name." Isaac threw a blue star gem to Iverson. "You must have spent a lot of money to buy this ship. This is the last funding I will give you. Take good care of Iverson." Senhardt, I will come back to see you in three years.”

After saying that, Isaac passed through a curtain of water and disappeared.

"He is really a magical person." Iverson sighed as he held the blue star gem that Isaac threw to him. This gem is bigger than the last one and will definitely fetch a high price at auction. .

"On the contrary, I think he is scary. No one can guess when he will show up. And we didn't tell him about coming to Washington this time, but he still found us." Zola looked serious and held the wine glass. His hands were trembling a little. To be honest, he had no intention of surrendering to Isaac. His previous submission was just to survive. This could be seen from the fact that he did not bite the cyanide in his mouth.

"Isaiah is absolutely harmless as long as you are willing to listen to him. You must remember this, Dr. Zola." Fisk pointed to the soles of his feet and said with lingering fear.

Few people have endured the pain of having their feet pierced. Even if the injury returns to normal, you will still feel a dull pain from the wound when you step on the ground. This is a bloody lesson, Fisk learned.

……

"Boom!!!"

A loud siren sounded from the distance, and the Japanese soldiers on the guard tower shouted loudly to the surroundings: "Enemy! There are enemies!"

A Japanese soldier next to him immediately rang the bronze bell on the sentry tower.

The Japanese troops in the prisoner-of-war camp immediately became restless. Everyone took up arms and gathered into teams under the command of the officers, and began to evacuate and retreat.

The sunlight was very dazzling at this time, and no Japanese soldier noticed that there was a pair of eyes observing the situation outside in the lookout of the special prison in the camp.

Fighters flew over the sky, making a low roar in the Japanese land. Everyone was running away, seemingly forgetting the dangerous person locked up in a special prison.

He has a strong body, and the muscles all over his body are compact and conspicuous as if carved out of them. What is most surprising is the three bone spurs protruding from the bones of this man's hands.

He is no ordinary person.

The entire prisoner-of-war camp was in chaos. The Japanese soldiers stationed there were only focused on escaping and ignored the prisoners in the cells. They all crowded around the windows, constantly reaching out and waving from the bars, calling to the Japanese soldiers passing by. Can open prison doors.

"Kill all the prisoners. We can't keep them when the enemy comes." The top commander of the prisoner of war camp got on the off-road vehicle and planned to leave. Before leaving, he gave the last order to the remaining soldiers.

Those Japanese soldiers immediately ran to the cell window with guns and shot the prisoners inside. Maybe this could vent the last madness in their bodies. The enemy bombers were in the sky, and they soldiers were destined to die on this land.

The man observed everything outside through the lookout. He looked very calm. He had participated in so many wars, and the value contained in life had been almost wiped out in his heart. If there was any, there was only the last bit of conscience left.

This prison was specially built by the Japanese to imprison him. From the outside, it looked like a well, with a heavy iron pier on top and several strong chains wrapped around it. He could not escape without help.

At this moment, a young Japanese officer appeared in his eyes. The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and he subconsciously became vigilant. After participating in the Normandy landing in World War II, he was immediately sent to Japan, but the Japanese are obviously more cunning. He has been in the army for many years and is a strong fighter, but he was captured alive by the Japanese and locked in such a dungeon from which he could not escape.

The Japanese officer picked up his saber and cut off the chains on the prison cell with force, and reached out to open the manhole cover-shaped cell door. "Come out! You are safe, run away."

The Japanese officer shouted to the man below, but he was speaking in Japanese, and it was obvious that the other party did not understand him.

"Go! Go!" Seeing no response from the other party, the Japanese officer had no choice but to shout a few words in English.

"That's a B-29 bomber. You guys can't escape." The man squatted at the bottom of the well and said calmly to the Japanese officer above.

"Yashida! What are you doing! Come here!" Several Japanese officers who were still in the prisoner of war camp ran from a distance and shouted to Yashida who was standing by the well.

"I'm coming here."

There are only Japanese soldiers who died in battle and no Japanese soldiers who were defeated. This is the code of the Japanese army.

The Japanese officers took off their coats and knelt down in the direction of the torii gate in the camp. Legend has it that after death, the soul can reach the divine realm through the torii gate. At this time, committing suicide by caesarean section is the most honorable way to die.

Yashida walked anxiously to the Japanese officers who were planning to commit suicide. He pulled out his ribs and knelt on the ground.

"Pfft." "Pfft." "Pfft."

Seeing the three of them inserting their ribs into their bellies and dying slowly, Yashida couldn't do it no matter what. He was afraid.

At this moment, a US bomber suddenly dropped an atomic bomb on the island on the other side. The dazzling orange light was like the first light of dawn. The world stopped and lost all sound.

"boom!"

A mushroom cloud fluttered into the sky, and the terrifying aftermath carried the billowing dust and swept towards the coastal surface with great momentum.

The man who was supposed to be at the bottom of the dungeon ran to Yashida's side at some point. He grabbed Yashida's arm and shouted: "Go!"

The two of them ran towards the dungeon and jumped into the dungeon desperately. The high temperature of the atomic bomb swept through everything, everything was burned to ashes, and in the end only the charred earth was left.

World War II is over.