Druids in Marvel

Director George almost spat in Alvin's face.

He really wants these arms. The situation in recent years has made Director George very mentally and physically exhausted.

Every time, he relied on the police to go into battle with small guns and fight. He went to the funeral and was so numb.

The current situation is special, and people in Manhattan are extremely panicked. Those wealthy people are desperately spending money to ensure their safety.

Both politically and economically, this gave Director George the opportunity to eat these scraps at once.

But this does not mean that Director George is willing to be taken advantage of.

These arms cannot be sold in Alvin's hands, and they may not even be willing to send them to South Americans.

This guy actually inquired about the police station's background, and seemed to want to clear out the police station's funds. Is that okay?

Alvin felt a little embarrassed when Director George looked at him. He spread his hands and said, "You are also a friend, and I will definitely not raise random prices.

I’ll give you a friendship price of 5 billion..."

As he spoke, Alvin quickly grabbed Director George, who was about to walk away, and said with a dry smile: "You can't let me lose too much, after all, I spent more than 30 billion to get these things.

According to the price of American exports, 5 billion is really not much."

As Alvin looked at Director George's expression, he said a little unhappy: "How about you pay me back?

If you return one, what if it happens?

If you don’t counteroffer, how can we continue to negotiate this business?”

Director George had no choice but to throw away the enthusiastic salesman Alvin, and he said unhappily: "You spent 30 billion to buy 'scrap' arms and sent them to South America to make yourself the guy with the most land on the planet.

These are things that even South American countries can’t digest, right?

Man, who else can you sell these things to besides me?

How about you take the freight and send it to South America and send it to those countries as Christmas gifts?

How about I give you 200 million US dollars and you send all these things to Duke's camp?

Now, at the request of the rich men in Manhattan, the emergency response team has been expanded into a police emergency response force. It really needs a batch of sophisticated weapons.

I see those National Guard bastards now and I want to throw coffee in their faces."

As he spoke, Director George looked at Alvin and said earnestly: "Alvin, we are old friends!

If you sell some guns and ammunition, I promise I won't have anything to do with it. That's Beckett's problem.

But it would be too much for you to treat these army main battle weapons as supermarket discount products.

What if a lunatic buys a main battle tank and goes crazy on the streets?

I feel sad when I think about those bastards using anti-tank missiles to rob banks in the future.

Insurance companies have raised the risk level in Manhattan. Banks, restaurants, convenience stores, and insurance here now cost a lot more than other places.

Man, you have raised the operating costs of the entire New York City by yourself!

This is over tens of billions of dollars every year!

The price of coffee in New York will increase in the future, how will we live with those of us who earn a fixed salary?"

Alvin turned his head and glanced at Alexey, and found that the old cow nodded covertly towards him.

So Alvin took Director George's hand and said sympathetically: "It's not easy for everyone!

As a member of New York, I naturally have to do my best!

But you also know the value of these things...

I want 5 billion, and your counter-offer of 200 million is too much.

Let's do this, 500 million, I'll give you a 10% discount, and sell it for free.

All losses are mine, but you have to write me a donation certificate of 4.5 billion.

Although the procedures for these things are not very complete, I believe the IRS will understand our charitable act in Hell's Kitchen."

Director George doesn't care how Alvin plans to argue with the IRS. At least 80% of the people in the United States want the IRS to be bombed today, and the police are no exception.

No more!”

As he spoke, Director George stared into Alvin's eyes like a seasoned negotiator and said, "This is all the funds in my account.

It's not easy to get money from those vampires on Wall Street, and I will have a lot of trouble later."

"400000000"

Alvin smiled and waved his hand and said: "Stop bargaining, otherwise I will lose face?

I don’t believe those companies can only scrape together so little money!

They want to get through this war safely, so why spend some money on insurance?

Duke, the others, and the police are really working hard..."

Director George looked at Alvin and Duke was shaken by one word. He shook his head helplessly, and then gritted his teeth and said: "Then 400 million, but you have to provide me with an additional 100 sets of 'Warhammer' mobile armor."

.

I really can’t afford Dr. Ethan’s ‘Behemoth Combat Suit’. You can’t watch Duke and the others wearing 80-yuan body armor to fight aliens, right?”

Alvin looked at the well-informed Director George curiously. The Earth's Alien Alliance had transferred some Space Marines back from Niederwinir, hoping to use them as the main force to fight against aliens who might fall to the ground.

This can be considered a secret. Those Space Marines just arrived in Africa yesterday through the space door opened by Alvin.

Glancing at Duke with an excited expression, Alvin smiled and said, "I really don't have that thing.

Stark has sold patent licenses to the military of various countries. If you want, you still have to place orders with the military yourself.

That thing plus the electromagnetic rifle costs only 80,000 yuan per set."

Director George glanced at Duke, who was a little disappointed. He looked at Alvin and said troubledly: "Who should I contact to place an order?

The Department of Defense does not have this department at all.

Alvin, I know that in your "Steel Digital", there is an alien dwarf responsible for manufacturing the enhanced "Warhammer".

You must have enough inventory, give me 100 sets, I owe you a favor!"

Alvin listened and shook his head a little embarrassed...

At that time, we had negotiated with people from the military around the world, and the "Warhammer" patent was sold to them at once, and the enhanced version developed by "Steel Digital" could only be sold to the military.

These things are not the kind that can be sold and given away indiscriminately.

Moreover, they paid for it with real money. If I started to take out the food, my face would look ugly when asked about it later.

Nowadays, people from schools and Avengers will never wander around wearing "Warhammer" on Earth.

The school began to specialize in "behemoth combat uniforms" and "dragon skin combat uniforms", and the Avengers began to use more advanced steel armors.

Seeing Director George's expectant expression, Alvin hesitated for a moment and said, "The Warhammer cannot be sold from me.

If you're okay with it, I still have an early stock of exoskeleton armor at my school.

You are looking for Stark to customize a batch of super batteries similar to those of "Warhammer". In fact, that thing is not much different from "Warhammer".

In my opinion, it's even more handsome!

I'm asking the people from 'Steel Digital' to send you a batch of electromagnetic rifles. Who can they beat like Duke?

You old man also has a gorilla trooper, and if you give it an iron rod, it can demolish half of Manhattan.

Your attack firepower is no worse than that of the National Guard!"

Director George looked at Alvin's serious expression. He held Alvin's hand firmly and said, "Deal!"

Alvin watched the old man high-fiving Duke in celebration, and he realized that George's target was not "Warhammer" at all, but his school's stock of exoskeletons that were almost 90% new.

It is indeed unjustifiable for a police force to use more equipment than the military.

But buying second-hand armor is another story...

Alvin realized that he seemed to have been fooled, so he patted Alexey unhappily and said, "Be careful in the future, the police are starting to act like bastards now.

Life for you gangsters will probably become increasingly difficult!"

Director George's wish was fulfilled, and he didn't mind Alvin's sarcasm, but took him to find a coffee shop on the street to sit down.

I watched the boss hand Alvin freshly ground coffee from Jamaica, but he gave himself instant coffee.

Director George shook his head helplessly and said: "Hell's Kitchen is really a fucked up place..."

Alvin looked at Director George with disdain and said, "I know the boss here has that kind of 'cat poop coffee', which costs a few hundred yuan a cup. How about I ask him to give you a cup?"

As he spoke, Alvin took a sip of coffee and said with a smile: "Man, this should be the attitude of Hell's Kitchen towards the police.

You are in a service industry, and we treat you with high standards and strict requirements, which is a spur to you.

Your Ministry of Internal Affairs should give us medals. There is not even a single bad police officer in Hell's Kitchen. Which police department elsewhere can do that?"

Director George really didn’t want to listen to Alvin’s nonsense, so he took a sip of instant coffee brewed with cold water and said, “There are still 36 hours!

Do you think New York can avoid fighting this time?"

Alvin shook his head and said, "I don't know that. You should call someone from the Ministry of Defense about this question.

I only know that Stark has been debugging his orbital defense system. I am personally optimistic about this, but there is always nothing wrong with being vigilant.

Although those fleets have been wandering in space for a long time, there are still signs of life on them.

This at least shows that they are a little more advanced than us."

As Alvin looked at George's anxious look, he smiled and said: "Are you a little too worried?

The world is so big, how can those things just happen to land in New York?"

Director George nodded with a wry smile and said: "I really can't stand it anymore, I am a bit too tired as the director.

Now some people are encouraging me to form the Manhattan Self-Defense Force, and they even have the money ready.

Duke's recruitment expansion is because of this!

I'm so scared. I'm worried that sooner or later, those people will deploy nuclear bombs in Manhattan because of fear.

This is not the social atmosphere that New York should have!"

As he spoke, George looked at Alvin, who looked indifferent, and said with a wry smile: "Do you think what I said is funny?"

Alvin shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "It is indeed very ridiculous to talk about the social atmosphere with a resident of Hell's Kitchen.

And this is not your job scope, why are you worrying so much?

Let that Donald Depp take care of these things, he knows better, haha."

George also knew that it was redundant to tell Alvin this. He sighed a little tiredly and said, "How are you going to deal with possible dangers?

It's hard for me to trust National Guard guys.

Those morons at the Department of Defense gave them false confidence.

There are still 36 hours before the possible battle, and they haven't even fully set up their positions.

That son of a bitch colonel should be court-martialed instead of sitting outside my office demanding the release of drunken and troublesome soldiers."

Alvin laughed loudly after hearing this and said: "I knew that if it wasn't during the war, dragging those soldiers to Manhattan would definitely cause problems.

But these are minor matters. This battle mainly depends on the Space Force. If they win, the matter will be over.

I have no control over other places. Hell's Kitchen is my territory and there will be no chaos.

The Avengers will be stationed near Stark Tower.

The rest is up to you!"

As he spoke, Alvin looked at Director George's bitter face and said with a smile: "I know what you are worried about.

You will ask people to explain that in the next three days, no one will make trouble on the streets, and even if there is, you will not need to deal with it.

You can concentrate your police force on what you want to do.

But let's be honest, those National Guard guys are fucked up, but they can still fight.

Don't be too harsh on them either!

What's a drinking fight in a bar?

I wouldn’t be surprised if there are thousands more illegitimate children in New York next year, haha!”