Druid in Marvel

The first shot of Alvin's revenge ended somewhat anticlimactically.

Back at school, Old Parker called Dr. Ethan and asked him to operate on Colin.

Dr. Ethan is the one who understands what happened. He hates stupid women like Colin, but a doctor's moral instinct made him choose to treat Colin.

The process was a bit shocking. Danny, who had been accompanying Colin, tried to speak several times, but was forced back by Old Parker's dagger-like gaze.

Community schools are so magical. When a person truly integrates himself here, he will undergo magical changes. There seems to be a strange magic here. A good old guy like Old Parker dares to brag and glare at others, and they will have to pay the price.

Matt left when it was over, and he could sense Alvin's dissatisfaction with him.

But he has his own creed in life, and sometimes he doesn't even particularly approve of Alvin's way of doing things. But Alvin was a friend, Matt never doubted that.

Alvin strolled down the streets of Hell's Kitchen a little forlornly. Frank and JJ didn't know what they discussed and drove away the pickup truck.

Before he knew it, Alvin was walking out of Hell's Kitchen.

Just across the street, the entire community environment seems to have changed a lot.

It's daytime, and on the streets of Brooklyn, people always have smiles on their faces and say hello to friends and neighbors they know well. Some wandering artists perform hard on the roadside, hoping to get a good harvest. Driving vehicles will also slow down here, and drivers will open their windows to breathe in the fresh air.

Alvin looked back at Hell's Kitchen, which was only a street away. It seems to be always gray there, and people are always on guard against each other. The graffiti on the wall is always related to death and fear. Passing vehicles always look like they are running for their lives in a panic.

That was Alvin's first stop in the world. Although it was a terrible place, it was his roots in the world. He met friends and had a family there.

Alvin felt that he needed to change his mind. He had been a little impulsive before.

Old Parker was actually right, he really shouldn't kill her, even though it would be very satisfying. But that will completely destroy those children. Even adults can't bear to watch their principal kill the only person who has given them warmth, let alone those children, and it will also lose the hope of recovering the children who were sent away. .

Colin can't die, she has to atone for the stupid things she did, not repent.

Alvin always thought that he was a mature person, and he thought that he could face everything calmly.

But in fact, Alvin didn't do it. Old Parker was very good. He was like an insurance, locking the cruel and violent Alvin in the cabinet.

Alvin was the one in the crowd with the gun, but he didn't want to become someone who was used to solving problems with guns. People like that usually end badly.

After walking around a few streets in Brooklyn, Alvin stopped at the door of a dilapidated boxing gym with a closed gate.

There was a very old song playing in it. Alvin didn't know the name of the song, but Alvin liked the melody of the song very much.

Alvin would be happier if there wasn't that annoying sound of fists hitting sandbags.

Alvin walked to the door and knocked on the door, wanting to ask what song it was, or if the old record that was playing could be transferred to him.

After knocking on the door for a long time, a middle-aged man with brown hair and a beard came over. He only wore a khaki flight jacket on his upper body, and his strong muscles were exposed in the open clothes.

The bearded man looked at Alvin through the fence gate and said, "What do you want? This place is closed."

Alvin looked back at the sky and said to the bearded man: "I passed by here and heard the music inside. I liked it very much. Can I go in and listen carefully?

Or could you consider transferring that record to me and I'll give you a suitable price. "

The bearded man looked at the well-dressed and good-looking Chinese man in front of him in surprise. He didn't expect that he also liked this kind of music. This made him have a good impression of Alvin, and he always felt very close to people who had the same hobbies.

The bearded man opened the fence door, tilted his head, and motioned to come in.

Alvin straightened out his uncomfortable collar and followed the bearded man into the boxing gym.

The boxing gym was very dilapidated, as if it had closed down. Two of the fence ropes in the central boxing ring were missing.

After Alvin came in, the bearded man pointed to an old-fashioned record player placed by the window and said, "You can listen to it. I don't know if anyone still likes the music of that time."

Alvin was a little excited, nodded to the bearded man, walked to the record player, and sat down on an old sofa.

Listening to the music played by the old record, Alvin completely relaxed himself, not caring that it would wrinkle his suit. He shrank into the sofa to make himself a little more comfortable.

The bearded man was a little curious about Alvin, but he did not disturb Alvin from listening to music. Instead, he ran to find two bottles of beer and handed one to Alvin. I was leaning on the window sill, looking out the window through the iron railings, not knowing what I was thinking.

The old record played very quickly, and it was over in about twenty minutes.

Alvin huddled on the sofa and thought about it with satisfaction. He was very satisfied and comfortable. This was a good compensation for his bad day.

The bearded man looked at Alvin curiously and said, "Very few people like this kind of music. You are really a special person."

Alvin smiled and said: "Man, I have to say you have good taste and good music. You should come to my store when you have time. I have more than 150 old records there. I usually I won’t play it. If you go, I can make an exception and share it with you. In return for your invitation to listen to music today.”

The bearded man looked at Alvin in a funny way and said, "It seems that you really like it. Maybe I should consider giving this record to you. It should find an owner who understands it."

Alvin said excitedly: "Really? Maybe we should discuss a suitable price for it. You know, this kind of record is rare now."

The bearded man waved his hand casually and said, "It doesn't matter. It's just a tool for me to recall the past. Someone suggested that I look forward. I think I have to try."

Alvin felt that this must be a person with a story, and maybe they could become friends.

He stretched out his hand and shook the bearded man tightly, and said: "Thank you then. My name is Alvin Ye. You can call me Alvin. Nice to meet you."

The bearded man grinned, showing his white teeth, and said happily: "My name is Steve Rogers. You can call me Steve. Nice to meet you."

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