Druids in Marvel

In front of the Peace Hotel in Hell's Kitchen, the diligent Lao Cheng stalls breakfast here as always. He has been doing breakfast business since five o'clock in the morning.

Lao Cheng inquired that Jiawen would go to college in the future, which would require a lot of money. Although Alvin's salary as a chef in a restaurant was pretty good, Lao Cheng still felt that he could work harder.

It's just that something is different today. At this time in the past, Alvin, the owner of the restaurant, has already gotten up and gone out for a morning run. But today, the door of the restaurant is closed, and you can always hear Alvin's angry scolding inside. It sounds like he and that Tony?

Tucker's parents are friends!

Jiawen gloated as he watched his angry cousin being kicked out of the restaurant with panda eyes on his face. He had always admired Alvin and had a crush on Jessica, the eldest sister in the restaurant, but since his cousin came, he could directly enter the restaurant.

Although he was working, he could only go to school honestly, which made him a little jealous.

Shangqi stood next to Lao Cheng and naturally took over the work from his hands. While packing the buns, he hammered his head in annoyance and complained about why he had to smile so obviously. The punishment for laughing at the boss is usually

Very fast, especially when the boss is a bit stingy.

No, the budget for buying a car was cut by another 10,000 yuan, and I got a slap in the face from my boss for this.

Lao Cheng glanced at the closed door of the restaurant, asked Shang Qi curiously, and said, "What's going on?"

Aunt Cheng on the side smiled and wrapped two eggs in a towel, handed them to Shangqi, and motioned for him to apply them on his eyes.

He took the egg politely and applied it on his face with a grin. He said to the old man in Chinese: "Uncle, the boss's temper is a bit grumpy today. You have to be careful and be careful about eating it!"

Lao Chengxu kicked him out of breath and said: "My hair hasn't even grown yet, and I'm talking bad things about my boss behind my back. I'm going to beat him up. What I'm asking you is why the boss is angry!"

Sighing out of breath, he said: "The boss went out to fight the bat spirit last night, but Stark's face was damaged with a sunlamp. Now it's as black as a briquette. Now he gets angry when he sees anyone.

I just laughed and was punched and kicked out!"

Lao Cheng shook his head and ignored his unlucky nephew. You hit the gun when your boss was unlucky, and you deserved to be beaten.

In the restaurant, Alvin's face was smeared with the moisturizing and whitening skin care products provided by Fox, and he sighed as he looked at little Ginny in front of him, who was grinning stupidly at him.

This girl got up early in the morning and found that her father had turned into a black charcoal head. She was surprised at first, then she giggled and sneaked into Jessica's room to find a bottle of something unknown, and painted herself into it too.

A little black man.

Then he ran up to Alvin and said with a black face that he was just like his father and everyone was black.

Alvin looked at this caring silly girl dumbfounded. He held her in his arms and kissed her hard. He let out a long sigh. The girl should be more silly! But as a father, he must live as long as possible.

Just don't let her be bullied!

Fox stood at the edge of the bar with a smile, one elbow supported on the bar, and his body leaned diagonally on the edge of the bar. He held a cup of coffee and watched Alvin and Ginny laughing and joking with a smile.

At this time, Alvin didn't look like the tough guy who was fighting monsters in the sewer last night. He was just an ordinary daughter-slave father.

With his face covered with moisturizing whitening cream, Alvin hugged the charcoal-headed little Ginny and came close to Fox. He put his arm around her slender waist and made a strange face.

Fox raised his eyebrows and pushed away Alvin's stretched out face, and took Ginny from his arms. The little girl couldn't run around with a black head. The time was almost up. There was deep sea mud on her face.

It can be washed off. It's not cheap, but it can't be used for too long.

Looking at Alvin who was a little disappointed, Fox finally couldn't help but kiss him on the lips before carrying Ginny upstairs to wash her face.

Alvin watched Fox go upstairs, turned to Russell, who was holding a glass of whiskey at the bar early in the morning and drinking happily: "You can go, man, go back and tell Nick Fury, no matter what

No matter what conspiracy he wants to engage in, innocent people should not die for it.

To be honest, I hate your SHIELD now, even more than before."

Russell grinned, showed a bright smile, and said: "I will, Alvin, I owe you a favor. But there is one thing I want to make clear. I don't know what they want to do, but I

It's guaranteed that they don't know there is such a thing as the Hand.

Although the difference in the result may not be too big, will it make you feel better?"

Alvin looked at this outstanding bastard. He knew how bad the environment in the sewers was before yesterday. Russell dared to break in alone and track down those mutated vampires. He was good!

But Russell personally and S.H.I.E.L.D. are two different things. Even if he performs well, he can't erase the bad impression left by S.H.I.E.L.D.

Filling Russell's glass with wine, Alvin said: "I never deny your efforts for the world, but that is your duty. Innocent people should not die for this.

Man, what I dislike most about you is that you always think that you are the center of the world and everyone must cooperate with you unconditionally.

Did you know that at least six policemen died trying to track down the missing people in the sewers? If you are willing to report it, many people will be saved."

Russell smiled helplessly, lowered his head and fiddled with the wine glass in his hand, and said: "SHIELD must be tough, it is the last line of defense in this world. So it is destined to do some outrageous things.

Alvin, you haven't seen what this world really looks like, otherwise you would understand some of SHIELD's practices.

Of course, this does not include the vampire thing, in which I also feel that the one-eyed man has lost his mind."

Alvin shook his head and said: "Actually, there's nothing to say. What belongs to SHIELD belongs to SHIELD, and the rest~" Alvin shrugged and spread his hands to Russell, indicating that he didn't want to interact with SHIELD anymore.

.

Russell nodded, drank the whiskey in the glass in one gulp, straightened his somewhat disheveled suit, and left the restaurant with his head held high.

Alvin watched this outstanding cowboy in a suit push open the door of the restaurant, raise his head and face the direction of the sun with a bright smile. As if everything didn't matter, as long as the sun was there, he would be in a good mood.

While helping Lao Cheng, Shangqi envied Russell. Although he could play, but he was not as handsome as others, he felt that it would be a bit inferior.

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In Matt's apartment, Stickman's left arm is tied with a plaster. He broke his arm in a fight with Splinter yesterday, and now he can only live as a disabled person.

Directly opposite him sat an old gentleman wearing a decent suit. His full head of white hair did not make him look old, but made him look wise. His lake-blue eyes were like a quiet lake, and it seemed that nothing could happen.

affecting his calmness.

Matt was a little nervous. He had a knife pressed against his chin and stood against the wall.

The girl who controlled him with a knife was the girl he "kidnapped".

Matt was very nervous and said to the girl in front of him who was still wrapped in plastic wrap: "Be careful, don't damage the plastic wrap on your body. If there is a problem, this room will not be able to accommodate anyone."