Druid in Marvel

Alvin didn't want to pay attention to the old soldier in front of him, who seemed to be mentally ill. x23u s.

Alvin can probably guess that this old guy is the prospective father-in-law of the big green guy. He doesn't remember his name. He only remembers that Bruce Banner was chased miserably by this old guy.

Now this old guy looks at Alvin and Stark with very unfriendly eyes, and then expresses his hatred for being military property and calls someone to clean up the mess, which means that Alvin and Stark can get out of here.

On a street battered by hate, say hate is the property of the military. This old guy must be a guy with low emotional intelligence and must have a tough personality.

If you were to replace your boss as president, he would definitely denounce the terrorist organization that created the abomination, rather than classifying this thing as your own property.

Alvin was very unhappy. What you want these things for is definitely not for rescue and disaster relief, but for killing people and selling goods. You regard this kind of thing as your own property, which means that this thing was made by you. Before you do these things, have you ever asked us taxpayers for our opinions?

Patting Stark on the shoulder, Alvin stood up and pressed the remote control. Ares 2 separated from Alvin and formed a complete form next to it, like a silent warrior.

Alvin moved his shoulders. He was slightly injured when he was whipped away by the hatred, and he was a little uncomfortable at the moment.

Throwing the remote control to Stark, Alvin smiled and said: "Man, take care of my big toy and use the best engine oil, haha."

Stark caught the remote control, pursed his lips and said pretentiously: "Okay, boss, you have the final say, I will wax it, she will regain her sexy figure, and you will be fascinated by him "

Alvin hammered Stark on the shoulder, then turned and walked into a nearby alley, leaving it to Mr. Iron Man to deal with, he likes these things to be in the limelight.

In a residential house a street away, Nick Fury and Phil Coulson watched the surveillance videos retrieved from the street surveillance. Although each section was not very complete, dozens of surveillance videos were processed by experts. Edited to create a thrilling battle scene

After watching the scalp-numbing battle video, Director Fury turned to Agent Coulson and said, "Inform our field agents to retreat.

Let the military handle the rest."

Colson nodded, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, expressed his understanding, and explained a few words through the communicator on his ear.

After explaining the matter, Coulson looked at Fury and said: "Alvin is a bit more powerful than we imagined. Should we adjust our strategy or find someone to contact him?"

Director Fury thought for a moment and said, "No, he doesn't seem to like dealing with us. Don't approach him rashly. With Steve here, we can always give him some strength.

And arrange for someone to check on the boy who was wearing his school uniform backwards, pulling a rope, and jumping around.

What’s wrong with this world? Why do so many powerful guys suddenly appear, and they all appear in Hell’s Kitchen?”

Today's Brooklyn is chaotic. Alvin walked two streets but couldn't find a taxi. He could only walk back slowly by himself. Fortunately, it was not too far from the restaurant.

On the way, Alvin received a call from Director George. Director George on the other end of the phone said gratefully: "Alvin, thank you, otherwise Gwen would be in danger today.

And who is that boy who wears his school uniform inside out? He is a great boy."

Alvin laughed and said, "Why are you watching the live broadcast at home? You have to take care of your girl. Why are you wandering around at night?"

Director George on the other end said with a heavy heart: "I still want to thank you. I just received a call. More than 170 people died there today. Without you and Stark, more people would probably die."

Alvin sighed and said: "You have to get used to this, old man George, if you have the first monster like this, it will definitely appear again in the future.

Let’s hope this doesn’t happen in New York next time.”

Director George on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, cursed, and said: "Yes, praying is a good choice. Pray that those sons of bitches in the military can clear their minds."

Alvin hung up the phone, shook his head with a smile, and looked at the tall buildings on both sides. New York is very prosperous, but it is also very dangerous, especially in the world of Marvel.

The bad guys here always like to use this place as their goal to make a name for themselves.

Alvin didn't know anything about the time when the big events here happened. He just watched a few popular movies. Now Iron Man has appeared, the big guy Hulk has also appeared, and the boy Peter is in the 11th grade. It is estimated that New York will become more and more dangerous in the future.

Maybe it’s time to make some preparations in advance, otherwise I would rely on the "Thorn Spirit" to fight against my opponents every time, which is not consistent with my status as a principal.

After wandering alone for forty minutes, Alvin returned to Hell's Kitchen.

The riots in Brooklyn didn't seem to affect Hell's Kitchen at all. Drug dealers were still standing in the dark corners, and scantily dressed street women were still working hard to solicit customers.

A handsome young man with blond hair was dragged out of a bar by several muscular men. They ransacked his pockets on the street and beat him with a series of punches. Well, I beat him badly

Alvin really likes to see handsome guys being beaten, especially seeing the handsome guy’s nose being beaten crooked, and the nosebleeds are coming all the way, it’s very exciting.

After a group of thugs finished their work, they returned to the bar happily.

Alvin took a napkin from his pocket, walked over to the handsome boy and squatted down. She handed him the napkin with a smile and said with a smile: "How about the taste of fear mixed with blood, Mr. Joke?"

The handsome guy knew Alvin. He often took his friends to Alvin's restaurant to eat, and he also liked to brag about how he was in Hell's Kitchen. The handsome guy took the napkin and covered his unlucky nose, and said awkwardly: "It's very unfortunate. Well, compared to the Peace Hotel, this place is too unfriendly.”

Alvin laughed and said: "Welcome to the real Hell's Kitchen. Don't be clever in the bars here in the future. People here have bad tempers, haha."

The handsome guy said unconvinced: "I just told a girl that the Scotch whiskey here is not that authentic. I want to change a bottle. Why did they beat me?"

Alvin laughed and said: "Because the boss here, we all call him Old William, he is the owner of a winery, and he is Scottish, haha, if you say his wine is not good, you are insulting him.

Man, you really can’t talk nonsense in Hell’s Kitchen, sometimes people can really die.”

The handsome young man slapped his forehead in annoyance and said angrily: "Damn it, I should have paid attention to nothing for so many days, but I was still careless."

Alvin asked curiously: "How many days have you moved to Hell's Kitchen?"

The handsome guy stood up, stuffed his nostrils with a tissue, and said proudly: "No, I'm making an adventure map of Hell's Kitchen. Ha, you should follow my Facebook. I'm very popular right now."

Alvin shook his head. There are really all kinds of crazy guys now. He ignored this kid. He looked around. Everyone on the street saw that he was talking to this guy. He waved to a few people who were poking their heads at the door of the bar. thug bastard.

Alvin smiled and said to the handsome boy: "Then I wish you success." After that, Alvin turned around and left here.

The handsome boy stood there stunned for a moment, then jumped on his feet and shouted to Alvin: "My name is Johnny Stone, remember to follow me on Facebook."

Alvin waved his hand without looking back, not wanting to pay attention to this idiot-like boy, especially when he was more handsome than him.