Druids in Marvel

Alvin didn't know what happened in New York, and he probably wouldn't care too much if he did.

Dealing between the two women exhausted Alvin's energy.

He now particularly admires those scumbag love saints who can travel among several or even dozens of women and still keep them happy. They can not only get pleasure from it, but also find fun.

Alvin can understand the "pleasure", but where does the "fun" come from?

Being treated coldly by an old couple every day and trying every possible way to make the two women happy is something that can make people physically and mentally exhausted.

What makes Alvin feel most uncomfortable is that most men actually feel that they are having a good time and act very envious.

This thing is really like drinking water, knowing whether it is hot or cold, so Alvin is determined to make those guys who always make fun of themselves and then express their loyalty to their girlfriends a taste of the bitter experience.

His first goal is to break the news and get Cassel who is not afraid of death...

This bastard has already made an outline for his new book and decided to use the scumbag principal as the villain prototype to create a brilliant image of a writer-detective.

This can't be tolerated. Originally, Alvin's first target was that idiot Thor, but now he has a better candidate.

As a reality show town, camera operators are the most common creature. When Alvin was wearing a mask and a peaked cap and carrying a broadcast camera, few people could recognize him.

Holding a camera and guarding outside the old man's clothing store in Calafelger, Alvin watched Cassel and Beckett walking over together in the camera.

Caesar in the fashion world is still very attractive to women. As a great writer, Cassel brings his girlfriend to burn some dollars, which is what he should do.

Watching Cassel push the door open to let Beckett enter the clothing store, Alvin pressed the communicator and said: "Hey, old man, did you see the girl who just entered?

Yes, it’s that girl with long legs, get her the most expensive outfit, and her boyfriend is very rich.”

Carla Felger looked at the long-legged policewoman with a delighted face and the greasy writer behind her. He shook his head helplessly, pressed the communicator unskillfully and whispered: "Alvin, you know how to trick your friends like this."

Hell."

Alvin said nonchalantly: "No, I'm letting that bastard recognize myself.

He drove himself into hell with a new book preview, and I wanted him to deeply experience the pain.

Old man, can you honestly say that I am a bad man?"

Kara Felger didn't want to discuss this issue with Alvin. After all, whether men are bad or not has completely different standards in the fashion industry.

If he offends Ms. Fox and Hela with his nonsense, he probably won't be able to open his clothing store.

Seeing Beckett wandering among the clothes racks a little at a loss, Carla Felger straightened her collar, coughed slightly and walked down from the second floor. With Beckett's surprised expression, she hugged her.

Then he said: "You look like you need a consultant. You have a pair of wonderful shoulders. Let me choose the most suitable skirt for you."

Beckett covered her mouth and looked at the fashionable Caesar in front of her. She said in disbelief: "Really?"

Karafelger said with a smile: "Of course, didn't anyone tell you in the past that you are more suitable to be a model?"

As he spoke, Karafelge shook his right arm and said with a smile: "Come with me, I will go shopping with you. First, you need to tell me your favorite color..."

Cassel looked at the old man's back strangely. He didn't expect that he was enjoying such high treatment without even saying that Alvin introduced him...

Kassel looked at his fat, greasy face in the mirror, took a selfie from an angle he thought was the most handsome, and then murmured to himself: "It must be because of my fame..."

Alvin watched through the camera as Calafell took Beckett, who had chosen clothes, to the second floor. He pressed the communicator and said, "Pietro, it's your turn, let all the girls out."

Pietro and several scantily clad supermodels were huddled in a utility room on the first floor of the clothing store.

After hearing Alvin's instructions, the young man, whose face was red and seemed about to explode at any moment, gently opened the door of the utility room.

After gesturing to several supermodels with smiles on their faces, Pietro said softly: "It's your turn..."

A stern supermodel who was 1.8 meters tall and wearing high heels glanced at Pietro with the eyes of a queen, then reached out to hook the young man's chin and kissed him on the cheek...

Seeing Pietro's lustful fool, the stern supermodel smiled and scratched his butt, almost making Pietro scream out.

Before Pietro could say anything, the cool supermodel walked out with light steps, walked directly in front of Cassel, and completed a kiss with the writer with extremely ambiguous movements.

Then, before the writer could react, the supermodel turned around, blew a kiss, and left the clothing store.

Alvin looked at the scene recorded in the camera, he nodded with satisfaction, and then urged Pietro: "Go on, let Mr. Writer know how popular he is."

The follower Pietro huddled in the corner of the utility room, hugging his chest in grievance, looking at a group of female hooligans with a pleading expression, and said: "We are really not suitable..."

Cassel felt like he had gotten lucky today. Within ten minutes, eight girls who looked like supermodels came up to chat with him and left his business card.

He listened to Beckett's happy laughter upstairs, posing in front of the mirror as if he thought he was handsome, and then let out a silly laugh.

"Director" Alvin was holding a camera and stood outside the clothing store looking at the stupid Cassel.

Watching with a sneer, Cassel took out a few business cards and looked at them again and again. Alvin pressed the communicator and said, "Okay, it's time to give our Mr. Writer a little surprise."

After Alvin finished speaking, a replica of Beckett walked out of a room on the second floor.

The same hairstyle, the same height, and even the face shape is somewhat similar.

This impostor walked down the stairs very lightly. When he reached the last step, he seemed to have missed the step, and he fell forward with an "ouch" sound.

Cassel heard the noise and rushed over worriedly to help "Beckett" up, but was hugged by "Beckett".

Unaware of the "Beckett's" arm, the writer went around his neck and tore off his wig.

He caressed "Beckett's" naked back and said with concern: "Oh, honey, you seem to have lost a little weight.

How could you be so careless..."

Beckett, who also heard the noise, leaned out from the second floor. She looked at Cassel's right hand on the butt of a fallen girl, and shouted in disbelief: "Casel..."

Cassell heard the roar from the second floor. He was stunned for a moment and looked at "Beckett" in front of him in shock...

The "Beckett" wearing heavy makeup stretched his neck to show Cassell his Adam's apple, kissed the writer on the lips while the writer was not paying attention, and then said in a voice like a drake:

"You are a gentleman, remember to call me."

Alvin, who was holding a camera outside the door, was amused by Cassel's expression of wanting to die. However, as a temporary cameraman, the shaky camera did not stop him from filming.

These are all materials used to threaten Cassell into changing the outline of the book.

This guy has vilified himself several times, and Alvin decided to teach him a profound lesson.

Seeing Beckett rushing down the stairs and preparing to throw Cassel over his shoulder, Alvin was about to walk in at the right time to rescue the writer brother and extort some benefits...

A young man pushed open the door of a clothing store and let a beautiful woman who was so sweet that she would have diabetes enter the clothing store.

Then the young man walked to sit on the bench next to Alvin, and said to a middle-aged man in a black suit: "I told you, I have no interest in your so-called 'superhero' plan.

I served 45 days in jail for this, have you forgotten?"

As he spoke, the young man glanced at Alvin and his camera with disgust, crossed his arms and leaned on the bench, deciding not to speak anymore.

The middle-aged man obviously had no intention of giving up. He smiled and took out an electronic pen and clicked it, then sat next to the young man and said with a smile: "Johnny, the situation is different this time.

We have organized a powerful team of mutants, and they need a leader.

And you are the best...

You have made mistakes and paid the price. When you come into people's sight again and prove yourself, you will find how much people will love you.

No one is perfect, not even that Manhattan Tomahawk.

He only looks after New York when necessary and is a de facto gang godfather.

Imagine the tragedies that happened in Los Angeles and Miami in the past period. If there were a group of powerful superheroes guarding there, maybe nothing would have happened."

Alvin looked at the snowflakes in his lens and glanced sideways at the middle-aged man who always made trouble.

Of course Alvin knew that young man, Johnny "Burning Man" Stone.

Alvin also knew the beautiful woman who walked into the clothing store, "The Invisible Woman" Sue Stone.

Alvin was not interested in why these siblings came to Northern Europe, and he didn't really want to interact with them.

But he had to go in and help Cassell, otherwise he would be beaten to death by Beckett before he could change the outline.

This guy looks to be nearly 1.9 meters tall, but he can't even withstand Beckett's three moves and two moves. He is simply a disgrace to the Men's Gang.

Surprised and afraid of the camera, Alvin cursed a few words in vague slang, then turned around angrily while holding the camera.

The heavy camera lens "coincidentally" hit the middle-aged man on the back of the head, and then he screamed in pain and fell to the ground like a dog eating shit.

Then Alvin rushed into the clothing store with a camera in his hand, as if he was in a hurry, like a professional reality show director, and scolded the unlucky Cassel a few times.

Then he accidentally shook out the business card in Cassel's pocket, then jumped out amidst Cassel's angry curses, ran for dozens of meters, and got into an broadcast truck.

Johnny was definitely familiar with that figure from behind, but he never thought that the famous Alvin would be a paparazzi with a camera.

Looking at the middle-aged man lying on the ground with his head opened, Johnny smiled, spread his hands, and said, "Look, I am indeed a hero. Seeing you unlucky makes me feel good."