Marvel: Starting with the Glint-Glint Fruit.

The man, with short black hair and stubble, was handsome but looked very weathered, and his face was expressionless.

But when he looked at Isaiah, a memory flashed through his eyes.

The memories are not only of him, but also of that close friend from the past.

"You're here to kill me?"

Isaiah squinted; although he was old, his fighting strength had not declined much.

"Would you mind going in to talk?"

The woman beside them spoke up; it was Negri. Seeing Isaiah's gaze fall upon her, she spread her arms and spun around in place: "We are unarmed and mean no harm."

Isaiah's scrutinizing gaze swept over the two of them, and after a long while, he nodded and turned to walk straight into the house.

Negri and the man beside him exchanged a glance before Negri followed them inside, closing the door behind them.

Upon entering the living room, Isaiah casually placed the bag of groceries on the coffee table: "Sit down, but don't expect me to pour you water."

"You're welcome, we're not very thirsty either."

Negri and his companion didn't stand on ceremony and sat down on the sofa. Looking at Isaiah who had taken his seat, Negri spoke first: "My name is Negri. Do you remember him? Bucky."

"Your name is Bucky? I remember you only had a codename back then, Winter Soldier. I tore half of your iron arm off, so it looks like you've changed to a new one."

Isaiah looked at Bucky.

Bucky fell silent. He removed his left glove, revealing a metallic fist, its cold, metallic sheen exuding power: "They later installed a new one for me, one that was even more powerful."

"Tsk, you're much more human now than you were back then."

Isaiah was a bit strange.

In 1951, Isaiah, who was serving the government as a super soldier at the time, was assigned a mission to Goyang, South Korea, to hunt down an assassin known as the Winter Soldier.

With intelligence support, he found Bucky in a bar, and the two engaged in a fierce battle.

Bucky was extremely cold-blooded at the time, and he felt like a completely irrational and emotionless killing machine.

That battle was very dangerous; he won, but Bucky escaped.

Unexpectedly, decades later, this person came knocking on their door again.

Although the other person's age seemed to be frozen in terms of appearance, Isaiah was not too surprised. In the battle in 1951, Isaiah knew that the other person must also be a cyborg.

That inhuman strength and speed completely overwhelmed ordinary people.

Isaiah himself, in fact, should have been much younger if he hadn't had his blood drawn for thirty years.

"I was brainwashed and controlled back then, and now someone has given me a brain transplant."

"That's not surprising. So, who do you serve?" Isaiah suddenly realized, and then asked with a double meaning.

It's not just about asking about the past, but also about asking about the present.

"Hydra".

Upon hearing the name, Isaiah's expression froze, and he looked at Bucky with disbelief, repeating, "Hydra?"

When Isaiah saw Bucky nod, he couldn't help but gasp.

At the time, the government only sent him to assassinate Bucky, but did not tell him that Bucky was connected to Hydra.

I never imagined Hydra still existed. Could it be...?

"Don't even think about it. Back then, the guys you worked for didn't know Hydra still existed. Bucky was too active and caused a lot of damage to you, which is why they sent you to assassinate Bucky."

Negri easily saw through Isaiah's thoughts and immediately offered an explanation.

"You just tell me this kind of secret like that?"

Isaiah was a little confused. What were these two people here for?

To specifically answer his questions?

"It's not important, I don't think you'd casually reveal it," Nigley said nonchalantly.

Who would Isaiah, a recluse, reveal this information to?

If he reveals this, he'll be in big trouble.

Even disregarding the potential retaliation from Negri, if the US government were to locate Isaiah based on the leads, Isaiah's decades of peaceful life would be completely over.

The old man surely knows which is more important.

It's better to just say it openly.

"Okay, I don't want to get involved in this, so it's time to explain your purpose." Just as Nigley had expected, Isaiah's attitude softened somewhat.

"Although I may provoke your displeasure, our goal is your blood."

Negri took a specially made syringe out of his pocket and placed it on the coffee table.

Upon hearing this, Isaiah's expression immediately turned cold. Looking at the syringe on the coffee table, he was instantly reminded of unpleasant memories.

However, before he could get angry, Negri took out a tablet computer and handed it to Isaiah.

"You can take a look first; I think it might calm you down a bit."

Isaiah suppressed his anger, took the document, opened it, and immediately froze on the spot.

The above contains information about her deceased wife, along with three other documents: one for Sarah Gale Bradley, and another for Elijah Bradley's three-year-old child.

The other one is Sarah's husband.

Looking at the document, Isaiah was momentarily lost in thought. He looked at Negri in disbelief: "What is this?"

"We investigated and found that when you were imprisoned in 1973, your wife Faith was already pregnant, and your daughter Sarah was born the following year. They deceived your wife by saying that you were dead."

"Your wife was great. In her grief, she changed her original residence due to financial reasons and raised your daughter. But sadly, she passed away not long after your daughter came of age, and your daughter Sarah is now living alone."

"In 2004, your daughter gave birth to your grandson Elijah. In 05, Sarah and her husband died in a car accident, and Elijah was adopted by an orphanage."

Negri slowly revealed the truth behind the investigation.

When she received the task from her boss Matthew to investigate Isaiah, in addition to investigating Isaiah himself, she also investigated his family background, and unexpectedly found some clues.

That's why she confidently brought Bucky and the other person here to demand Isaiah's blood sample.

"I can arrange for you to adopt Elijah through normal channels without anyone noticing. We will erase all your information and ensure that no one will disturb your peaceful life in the future."

Negri stated his conditions.

These were conditions that Isaiah could not refuse, because they were the most reasonable and safest way for Isaiah to raise his own grandson.

She was right; Isaiah had no reason to refuse.

Without hesitation, he picked up the syringe on the coffee table, inserted it into a vein in his arm, and drew out a full tube of blood.

"Just this once."

After finishing the cigarette, he threw it at Negri, and Isaiah issued a warning.

"Just this once."

After saying that, Negri got up and left with Bucky, leaving Isaiah sitting on the sofa in a daze.