Druid in Marvel

At eleven o'clock at night, the Lincoln Tunnel leads from Manhattan to New Jersey. .

Al was sitting in the passenger seat of Russell's Chevrolet SUV. He patted the plastic console in front of him with disgust and said, "Brother, you are a guy who dares to embezzle public funds to buy himself a suit. Why don't you get yourself one?" Nice car. Is it expensive to wrap this thing in real leather?”

Russell stretched his head out irritably and yelled at Stark, who was wearing a steel suit and had provoked him several times, "Fuck you, Stark, fuck you!"

After scolding, Russell raised the window, glanced at Al, and said, "Cars are consumables in SHIELD. If you buy a good car, it's mine. Why should I drive my own car to fight?" "

Al looked at Russell driving in stunned silence and said, "Brother, you must be very rich! Because you have very advanced financial management concepts!"

Russell shrugged his shoulders and said: "No way, I'm an old-school person. The annual property taxes on my farm in Montana are a lot of money, and my salary is all paid in. So~~ Fuck it The IRS!”

Al looked at Russell driving with some surprise and said, "I thought all American farmers were rich. Your farm can't even make any money from land taxes?"

Russell shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said with some nostalgia: "I bought it with my comrades when I was young. Unfortunately, they all died on the battlefield in the East.

I promised to take care of their family, so~~this is good, I can live freely and wait for one day~~"

As he spoke, Russell made a shooting gesture on his temple, made a "bang~" sound in his mouth, and then showed a bright smile on his face, "Let me die on the battlefield!"

Al was silent for a moment and did not comment on Russell's life. He was an extremely strong cowboy and he did not need sympathy from others at all. If you show him any sympathy, he might punch you in the nose.

Al reached out and turned on the car radio, hoping to lighten the atmosphere, but it turned out that it was playing "n"!

This made Al suddenly think of the old war dog Barney. He was somewhat similar to Russell, but a little different.

i'm au were.

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Barney left the battlefield and could not find his own life, Russell left his life to find his own battlefield.

Along with the slightly sad song of vicissitudes of life, Al hummed softly,

give me things, l tossed,

Russell glanced at Al, who was a little sad, and suddenly grinned brightly. Following the singing on the radio, he sang "n tt my life" loudly in a tone-deaf tone.

i'm a love me,

ty through.

A country music that was originally very charming was sung by Russell with a cowboy free and easy flavor. Of course, you have to ignore his tone-deafness, but what does it matter? No one cares!

Al put down the seat, crossed his legs comfortably on the passenger seat, held his head in his hands and watched Russell singing a song while pointing his finger at the sky outside the window and scolding Stark.

Al smiled and said to Russell: "You are a bastard, a real bastard!"

Russell retracted his glare out the window, glanced at Al, and said with a frivolous smile: "Thank you for the compliment! It's a pity that you are not a girl!"

Al raised his finger at Russell neatly, not wanting to talk to him anymore. This guy was born to be the enemy of all men!

At this moment, Russell smiled like an undergrown child, raised his eyebrows at Al proudly, and said: "You should drive out your God of War 2, Stark is a little too proud! And Where's Frank? He's not a procrastinator!"

Al rested his head on his hands and did not answer the question about Ares 2. It is simply a joke for you to let a person who is afraid of heights fly up so late at night and rush on his way.

Tilting his head and glancing at the unscrupulous Stark flying in the sky, Al said with a smile: "Frank took his girl and went to find those people who wanted to kidnap the little turtle.

I think you could speed it up a bit, Frank is very efficient, especially with a hot chick! "

As soon as Al finished speaking, his phone rang suddenly. It was Director George calling.

After answering the phone, Al wrinkled his nose and held the phone far away so that he could hear the roar coming from the phone, "Al, are you fucking crazy? Why can a man and a woman drive a car in the car?" A killing spree in Little Italy?

That woman even used a fucking RPG. Is there anyone else in New York who deserves to be blasted with an RPG? "

Al shouted into the phone unhappily: "Hey, man, I'm going to New Jersey. It wasn't me!"

Director George on the other end of the phone gasped, and then roared: "Of course I fucking know it wasn't you! Can I still not recognize Frank? Why is there such a big noise every time he appears?

And that little girl, does the two streaks of gun oil on her face count as disguise? Will you die if you put on stockings when you fucking kill someone?

Tell me, what are you doing this time? "

Al wrinkled his nose a little. This Shirley really went too far. She was a little angry at Nick. As a young stepmother, everyone can understand that she has a temper, but it is a little bit when you use an RPG not far from the New York Police Department headquarters. Too much!

Glancing at Russell, Al laughed and said to the phone: "This is an operation authorized by SHIELD. Their leader is called Russell. Hmm~~ The head of SHIELD's abnormal creature management department.

Man, we're doing our duty as good New York citizens!

Several lycanthropes have entered New York in the past two days, and I am looking for the path to the source of these lycanthropes. Frank and the others killed all the lycanthrope reserves.

I guess the source is related to the big lizard. If you think what I did is wrong, I will immediately turn around and go home to sleep. "

Director George on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and said helplessly: "Then wipe your own butts, fuck SHIELD!

Al, that big lizard killed one of my guys, bring me some bits and pieces of it and I'm going to file it away. Also, that's the end of the Mario Bros. business of 10! "

Al breathed a long sigh of relief, finally fooling this old man. He is not afraid of Chief George, but confronting such a police boss will make him look like a villain, which is really stupid!

"No problem! Which part of it do you want? I think its claws are very good. You can use them to make some knives as decorations~~"

Before Al could finish speaking, Director George on the opposite side hung up the phone heavily.

Russell glanced at Al, a little unhappy that he used his name to fool the police, and said with a straight face: "Al, it's not a good habit to always let SHIELD take the blame!"

Al said nonchalantly: "This is your responsibility, I'm helping, remember?

Brother, I lost 10 yuan in business because of you. What you should consider now is how to compensate me instead of blaming me. "

After speaking, Al ignored Russell, picked up the phone and dialed Kai Dominic.

"Hey Kai, is this job exciting?"

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"Yes, the situation is a bit serious! Why don't you give some advice to that shrewd bitch Shirley?"

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"Okay! It seems that Shirley should be angry. Nick went too far this time!

Kai, help eliminate all the evidence, otherwise the police will come looking for trouble! "

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"It doesn't matter. New York has lost half a day of surveillance video. Will Wall Street be closed? Go ahead and do it!"

Al hung up the phone, took a deep breath, took out a cigar, lit it, and took a deep puff!

Russell glanced at Al and said with a smile: "Why are you not afraid of SHIELD, but instead afraid of Director George? A police chief should be nothing to you!"

Al shook his head noncommittally and said: "I respect him, respect his character, and respect the order he represents!

I used to be very ordinary, I yearned for stability, and I was full of fear of the chaotic living environment.

At that time, many people like George risked their lives to maintain an order that allowed ordinary people to work and live with peace of mind.

I was very happy! So I respect such people! "

Russell looked at Al deeply and said, "Then what will you do if someone like him comes to handcuff you one day?"

Al spread his hands indifferently and said, "Then I will hire the best lawyer for myself and 'tell' him that you made a mistake!"

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