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After listening to everything the fat man said, Alvin turned to look at Steve and asked with a cold face: "Man, do you still think you should hand them over to the police?"

Steve grinned, revealing the white teeth hidden in his beard, and said: "No, I think sending them to hell is the best thing to do.

It’s irresponsible to waste taxpayers’ money on these scumbags.”

Alvin laughed, bumped fists with Steve, and said with a smile: "Look, we have the same idea, I knew you would be a good buddy."

After Alvin finished speaking, he pulled out a "Buck" saber from the waist of JJ who was standing on one side, gritted his teeth and stabbed the man hanging on the wall through the other shoulder and stuck it on the wall.

Before, this guy could put one foot on the ground and support his body a little, but now he has completely become a specimen hanging on the wall.

But you have to admire this guy. His legs are shaking like cramps in pain, and the valve on his head seems to have been opened, and sweat is flowing down like water.

But even so, this guy stared, gritted his teeth, and didn't say a word. Alvin had never seen such a tough guy in his life. He admired him a little, but it would probably be more if he could pry his mouth open. A sense of accomplishment

Alvin turned the handle of the saber slightly, feeling the man's trembling. He looked directly into the man's eyes, smiled ferociously, and said, "I don't know your name yet, can you tell me?"

I kind of admire your courage, but you are bound to die. I don’t think it’s fun to torture a tough guy. Why don’t we be honest and let this conversation end as soon as possible?”

Although the tough guy was hung on the wall and his facial expression was distorted in pain, he still looked at Alvin mockingly and spat bloody spit in his face.

Alvin hid in time, and 20 points of agility was no joke after all. The man's bloody spit flew onto JJ's pants.

JJ saw that he had suffered an unreasonable disaster and was very angry. Just as he was about to teach this guy a lesson, a man rushed forward faster than him and punched the man in the ribs.

It was Steve. He broke several of the man's ribs with one punch. He grabbed the painful man's neck. His ferocious expression made the wounds on his face bleed. Steve said fiercely: "Your expression makes me sad." It brings back a lot of bad memories, I've met people more determined than you and they were crazy.

But they all succumbed to the pain in the end, and you will not be an exception."

At this time, Steve is the veteran who has fought with Hydra all his life. He is fierce and cruel. I won’t talk nonsense to you. You don’t have to say it, but I will make you suffer until you have to say it.

This is what fucking Steve Rogers should be like as a war hero.

He will sacrifice everything, including his life, for his ideals, beliefs, relatives and friends

But he is even more of a warrior. When the world needs him, all he can do is turn himself into a sharp butchering knife, pierce the enemy's chest fiercely, and let them die in pain.

Alvin looked at Steve with admiration. This is really a great guy. He deserves to be worshiped by everyone.

Turning around and saying hello to JJ, who looked not very good-looking, Alvin left the basement first. He didn't want to see the next scene, it would probably be cruel.

Judging from JJ's face, he probably doesn't want to see it, but someone has to stay to help Frank. Alvin is the boss, so he is the only one left.

Frank took out a knife from his pocket and walked towards the tough guy with a grin.

As soon as Alvin reached the basement door, he began to hear the tough guy's high-pitched screams. Alvin didn't look back, that scene must not be pretty. Instead, he gently closed the door to isolate the screams in the basement.

Alvin walked to the steps of Frank's house, took out a cigar and lit it for himself, and sat on the ground regardless of the dusty ground.

It was amazing to see Old Kent get a wheelbarrow from nowhere, with melted asphalt piled inside. He led a group of people to fill up the potholes with stones and asphalt. They looked more like a group of experienced construction workers.

Seeing Alvin sitting at Frank's door, Old Kent said hello to the people around him and walked to Alvin carrying a big bag.

Handing the bag to Alvin, Old Kent said with a smile: "This thing is a bit interesting, it's a bit like advanced digital camouflage, it can change color in comparison with the nearby environment.

Very interesting design, Alvin, would you like to find a buyer for these? I know some people who should be willing to pay a good price for this stuff."

Alvin smiled and shook his head and said: "Most people use this thing to do bad things, so we should make it more difficult for them to do bad things.

And I know a rich man, he must be interested in this thing, I have to see if I can make a lot of money and buy myself a car haha"

Old Kent laughed, stroked his head, gave Alvin a playful salute, and said, "I will follow your instructions, Sir Alvin, haha."

After sending old Kent away, Alvin didn't look at those interesting pieces of cloth. This thing was meaningless to him.

The chief of the community police station, Officer Misty, arrived here in a police car.

Alvin looked at the police chief in front of him with some amusement. He had been in Hell's Kitchen for several months and was still a lonely police chief.

This is a police officer with a sense of justice. Everyone has to admit that she is not suitable for the ecology of Hell's Kitchen. She does not understand what the police in Hell's Kitchen should do.

What the police in Hell's Kitchen need to do most is not to eradicate gangs, but to maintain the ecological balance of gangs here and maintain the most basic social order.

If you arrest a gang boss today, two people will rise up to take that boss's position tomorrow.

There is certainly nothing wrong with arresting people, but you must be able to handle subsequent problems. Otherwise many people will definitely die

It's obvious that Misty is doing a terrible job, as you can see from the fact that she hasn't found a partner yet.

Alvin felt that Director George, an old fox, might have misjudged the wrong person sometimes.

This Misty may only be suitable to be a police sergeant, leading the charge into battle, and she must have a smart and strong boss behind her to wipe her ass, otherwise the situation will only get worse.

Misty, the stubborn black female director, sat down next to Alvin a little haggardly, completely ignoring the dust on the ground and soiling her clean uniform.

He grabbed the cigar from Alvin's hand, took a heavy puff, and then coughed violently.

Misty looked at Alvin with a complicated and tired look in her eyes, and said, "I don't know how many times this has happened. As the police chief, I am always the first one to arrive at the scene, so that I can know the first time." Otherwise I would be like a deaf person in the police station.

I don't even understand what the people here are thinking.

Why are they hostile to me, whether residents or my fellow police officers?

I thought I was a good person and I wanted to be a good police officer, why is this so difficult?”

Alvin glanced at her, looked up at the starry sky above the street, and said softly: "Welcome to Hell's Kitchen, welcome to Hell."

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