Druid in Marvel

The power of the poisonous flower vine cannot be described as ferocious.

This is a walking biochemical weapon. If it comes into contact with it, it will end up with a green face and poisoning.

Fortunately, these red-clad ninjas are very environmentally friendly. Even if they don't know what kind of fabric their clothes are made of, their clothes will also turn into ashes when they die.

But Alvin likes it very much. Otherwise, if there are a bunch of green corpses piled up on the street, how can Lao Cheng still do breakfast business tomorrow morning?

It may have been the sound of Frank's gunshot that woke up the sleeping neighbors. As residents of Hell's Kitchen, everyone reacted calmly. The windows on the outer wall of the apartment building opposite were all closed with a bang.

No one has come to trouble here for a long time, unlike other neighborhoods where gun battles happen every three days. Some residents here even miss the exciting life sometimes.

For example, Old Kent, this old stolen goods dealer, is really fierce. He opened the window and howled obscenities, pointed his pistol at the street and fired a few random shots, and then threw a few grenades on the road.

Steve looked at the chaotic street in front of him with some surprise. I can’t believe it. Is this still fucking America?

The kind old man who was still chatting and bragging today actually fought back with a grenade when someone woke him up.

Steve couldn't help but ask Frank, "What's going on here? What's going on with the people here?"

Frank looked back at Steve and said, "People here are protecting their own rights and interests, and helping Alvin is the best way to protect their rights."

After Frank finished speaking, he turned around and shot another magazine into the street. Several ninjas in red were forced to jump up, waving their samurai swords like madmen, and weapons like sickles with unknown names came towards the door of the restaurant.

Alvin saw how they were charging wildly, and knew that these things might not have very high IQs, so he relied on someone who was not afraid of death to find someone to fight for.

Holding the old gun, he took careful aim and fired a shot at a crowded place. He missed the heroic red-clad ninja, but the power of the explosion still blew several of them away. Judging from their missing arms and legs, they will probably turn to gray soon.

Steve stood by the window, the battle in front of him felt a bit unreal. He hesitated several times while raising the gun but did not fire. He really didn't understand what was going on.

It wasn't until a cross-shaped dart opened a hole in Steve's face that he realized that he had become the opponent's target.

The first thing this veteran thought of when he was injured was to fight back, and the hk416 in his hand was finally fired.

Several red-clothed ninjas jumped around to avoid the attacks of the poisonous flower vines while attacking Steve with darts. Steve was beaten into ashes in the sky.

Frank gave Steve a thumbs up appreciatively and said, "It seems you really weren't bragging. Your shooting skills are pretty good."

Steve changed the magazine and fired wildly into the street. He said proudly: "I was fighting thousands of people in Germany last month. This kind of small scene is really not enough to watch."

Why don’t they use guns?”

Frank looked up at the ceiling and said, "Maybe they don't think it's needed." After Frank fired a few shots at the ceiling, two red ninjas fell from the ceiling.

Steve looked at the red ninja who turned into ashes and scattered on the floor with some surprise. He frowned when he looked behind Frank, raised his hand and fired.

With a "bang", the bullet grazed Frank's ear, and two steps behind him, a red-clothed ninja leaning against the wall was beaten to ashes.

Frank was just about to say thank you when he saw Steve pick up the rifle and slam it against the wall behind him with the butt of the rifle.

A strange bulge appeared on the wall. The position that was obviously the head was smashed into flying ash by Steve with the butt of his gun.

Frank likes to work with experienced people like Steve, especially Steve is a very good experienced person. It feels very smooth to cooperate with this kind of person, which increases his killing efficiency by at least 10 percentage points.

Alvin looked at the red-clad ninjas scurrying on the road in front of him with ease. In the room behind him, a blood-red vine was twisting and turning several red-clothed ninjas who had somehow slipped in into ashes.

Thor and Dom were guarding the back door of the restaurant. Judging from the dull screams that came from time to time, it seemed that the red ninjas were not getting any benefits there.

"Rome" and "Athens" ran and jumped happily on the streets, tearing the red ninjas they saw into pieces.

Alvin patted the old gun in his hand, feeling a little regretful that he had such a powerful weapon, so he fired a shot, but it didn't hit.

Alvin decided to find time to practice his marksmanship in the future. Otherwise, when it comes time to use it, you will be blinded.

After all, the enemies you may encounter in the future should be more powerful. They are no longer the same as before, just a gang fight mode.

And it’s really embarrassing that I couldn’t hit it after aiming for a long time.

A battle that was supposed to be tragic ended in a somewhat comical atmosphere. On Alvin's side, only Steve's face was scratched by the dart. The Hand suffered heavy losses and not even a single body was left behind.

Apart from the large crater caused by Alvin's gunshot, there was little change on the street.

Alvin dispersed the crows and monitored several nearby streets, trying to see if any fish had slipped through the net.

The two ghost wolves, "Athens" and "Rome", happily sprinted back and forth on the hundreds of meters long street, hoping that a few red ninjas would pop out and let them enjoy the fun of fighting.

In the past year, they, which patrol the streets on a daily basis, have become mascots. People who are familiar with them always want to get close to them. Some even brought beautiful bitches to them

This greatly hurt the self-esteem of the ghost wolves who existed as combat partners of the druids.

It's rare to have an interesting battle, and they really don't want it to end too early

Until the tall JJ and the ghost wolf "Sparta", one is carrying one and the other is holding the other. Appearing from the end of the street truly announced that the battle was over

Alvin waved to JJ with some joy to take the captive to Frank's house.

After closing the attic window, I happily went downstairs to visit Frank's house. There is so much blood in my house that I’m afraid I won’t be able to clean it, and there are children here, right?

When he walked to the door of his room, Alvin knocked on the door. After Jessica opened the door, she rushed out and gave Alvin a big hug.

Alvin looked at this girl, with her little head on his chest and her calves tilted back happily, showing no sign of worry. I mean, how could a girl from Hell's Kitchen be so fragile?

You little guy, you want to take advantage of me, right?

Alvin felt proud, pushed Jessica away fiercely, rushed forward a few steps, and caught Ginny in a panic as he sprinted from the bed and jumped in this direction.

A small sweet bomb exploded in Alvin's arms. The little girl grabbed Alvin's nose angrily, meaning, why didn't you take me with you when you went to fight?

Alvin pressed his forehead against Ginny's little head, rubbed it, and kissed Ginny's little face.

The little girl immediately forgave her father with a smile on her face, and lightly pinched her father's nose as punishment.

Nick came closer excitedly, waved his fist and said: "Alvin, man, you are great, well done.

Are you going to torture prisoners? Can you take me to see them?"

Unreasonable requests from naughty children must be sternly rejected. Alvin grabbed Nick's collar with one hand, threw him on the bed, and made a very mafia-like gesture of slitting his throat.

Nick immediately covered his face with the quilt in disappointment and shouted: "I want to beat them too"

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