Druid in Marvel

Sharif's words were heard by an old black man on the side, and he cursed angrily: "You greedy bastard, you bastard who cuts corners, even God can't save your bastard, you still want people to respect you, Alvin is out of his mind." I will trust you, xxx's xxx." The old black man spoke very quickly. He seemed to be very accustomed to the rules here. Whenever swear words were used, he would use some black slang that no one could understand. But you can still curse so smoothly, you have to admire the black people's talent for rapping.

After hearing this, Fudge ran to high-five the old black man excitedly and said with a smile: "Well done, old Kent."

Sharif was angry, glared at the two of them, and waved his fist, but he never dared to take action. Alvin did not allow anyone to do anything here. There used to be people who did not believe in evil and found trouble here, but the end was not very good.

At this time, the wooden door of the restaurant was pushed open, and a beautifully dressed Eastern European young woman opened the door and walked in. After scanning the restaurant, he walked directly to the bar, raised his chin and tilted his head at Sharif, motioning for him to get out of the way.

The angry Sharif unexpectedly smiled and said "Hi, Dalia." As a greeting, he took his own water glass, found a seat where the guest had just left, and sat down.

The beautiful young woman sat elegantly on a round stool at the bar and nodded to the people around her. Coquettishly, he took out a cigarette and lit it. He held his chin in one hand and held the cigarette in the other, looking at Alvin who was busy deep in the bar.

Jessica placed a glass of lemonade heavily in front of the beautiful young woman and said stiffly: "Miss Dalia, smoking is not allowed here."

The young woman Dalia looked at Jessica and said with a smile: "Oh, good luck girl. Can you let me finish this cigarette? I think there are a few gentlemen around here who won't mind." Wan Bo's sparkling beautiful eyes swept to the left and right sides of the bar. Several men nearby, except Matt, all nodded involuntarily.

Jessica glared at the unsatisfied men, ignored their protests, and gave the cooked steak to the blind Matt first, and thoughtfully handed the knife and fork to Matt's hand.

The ten stoves were turned on at the same time, and the steaks were all cooked quickly and served to the guests. Alvin wiped his hands with a towel, walked to the bar and poured himself a glass of beer.

"Alvin, you have to take care of Thor and Dom. I just saw them blocking a big beauty outside the restaurant. No wonder you always only have some stinky men here." Dalia saw Alvin finished his work , covering her mouth and saying with a sweet smile. Completely ignoring the looks from a bunch of "stinky men".

Alvin ignored Dalia's words, but shouted to Nick, who was arguing with Old Stan about who was more powerful, Batman or Captain America: "Nick Custer, it's 8:30, I'll be there at 10 Check your homework, if you haven't finished it yet, you still have an hour and a half. Boy, you don't want to know how I punish a lazy kid."

Nick held his head in his hands in annoyance, screamed in pain, pushed his wheelchair and quickly rushed into the bar. He reached a small door next to the stove, opened the door, stood up on one leg, and jumped to the second door. Running away from the building.

All the diners in the restaurant laughed, and Fudge even shouted jokingly: "Nick, you have to hurry up, I don't want to see you pushing a wheelchair to sweep the road, haha."

After hearing this, Nick grabbed the armrest, turned around, made a face at Fudge, and quickly jumped up to the second floor.

When the small door closed automatically, Dalia put out the cigarette in her hand, took out ten bundles of 20-dollar bills from her small handbag and pushed them to Alvin. The eyes that looked at Alvin were pleading, eager and a little bit unconfident.

Alvin looked at the 100 US dollars in front of him, shook his head, took half of it, pushed the other half back to Dalia, and said, "I know you have a few new girls who smuggled themselves from Eastern Europe. Send the minors to school and just pay me $ a month from now on. Let the girls who want to do serious business save some money and leave here."

Dalia shook her head and said: "This is against the rules. If you only charge me $100, and other gangsters find out, we will all be in trouble. Now the girls and I are living very well, and their incomes are actually pretty good. Last week, two girls saved enough money and moved to Los Angeles." Then he pushed the money to Alvin, "Please accept it, Alvin, you are a good person, I know you don't want us. These women's flesh and blood money, but I beg you to accept it, I really can't accept being controlled by other gangs anymore." Dalia had a pleading expression on her face, which made people extremely pitiful.

"Take it, Alvin, we all know you are a good person and you will keep them safe, but if you don't accept her money, you will break the rules of Hell's Kitchen and the gangs nearby will go crazy. We know you are not afraid They, but in this case, they will be in danger." Old Kent on the side helped.

Alvin himself is a happy person, and what Old Kent said makes sense. He hesitated for a moment, then called to Sharif, the white fat man, and said: "Come and take it, 15 days, 2 dining cars. If you are cutting corners, I will let you I’ll go and chat with you.”

Sharif, with his shoulders slumped, protested in a low voice: "Twenty thousand dollars is only enough for a food truck. Alvin, you are a fair guy, you can't let me suffer."

Alvin poured another beer and handed it to Sharif, "This is punishment for your greed. There will be no next time, okay?"

Alvin's gentle expression frightened Sharif, and he quickly said: "Okay, okay, I understand, there will be no problem again, I promise."

"Old Kent, let me ask whoever is the most difficult person on the block if they want to run a food truck." Alvin ignored Sharif's assurance. He believed that Sharif didn't dare to play tricks. Instead, he turned to ask Old Kent.

Old Kent thought for a while and said: "Lilith is very hard to carry three children by herself. She will need one. Archie's family of six will also need one, even if they don't have jobs."

"Then inform them to go to Sharif's garage and have a look. If there are any special requirements, just ask Sharif to change them." After saying that, he waved his hand and drove away Sharif, who was holding on to the money bag. He said to a big black man sitting at the table next to the door who was devouring his food: "When you leave, send Sharif off. He is not safe alone." He was a veteran of the Marine Corps and had caused some trouble. He later fled to Hell's Kitchen and became a security guard and driver at Alvin's Restaurant.

"Okay, boss." He raised his head and swallowed the last bit of steak, drank a large glass of lemonade in one go, stood up and said to Alvin, and greeted Sharif to leave the restaurant.

As soon as she opened the door of the restaurant, she saw a girl, even more beautiful than Dalia, walking into the restaurant followed by two policemen.

Seeing that the two policemen were acquaintances, he took Sharif into the car without thinking much and left.