Druids in Marvel

When Alvin learned the news, he was accompanying Hela to try on wedding dresses.

In the designer studio surrounded by cameras, HELLA designers have a huge workshop alone.

When Alvin walked into the studio, he was almost blinded.

Those celebrities don't have time to stay here all day, but those less famous models regard this place as a "battlefield."

Really, changing clothes without hanging curtains and wandering around in underwear is considered conservative.

The cold wind as Alvin entered caused a little model nearby to scream...

After looking the bumpy little model up and down, Alvin turned around and pushed the nosebleed Pietro out of the studio door, gave him a few dollars, and said: "Go to the North Pole, this is not the place for you."

Pietro was still a shy high school student. He wiped the blood from his nose, nodded awkwardly, then turned around and fled this terrible place at the speed of sound.

Seeing Pietro leaving, Alvin turned around, put on his sunglasses to cover his eyes, smiled and opened the door again, striding towards where Hela and the others were, "without looking away."

Although Mr. Tomahawk stumbled a few times, he did behave like a gentleman.

The workshop where Hela was located was not small. When Alvin entered, Hela had already changed into a wedding dress.

Two Asgardian maids in gauze skirts stood aside holding two large plates filled with jewelry.

Seeing Alvin peeking in furtively, they lowered their heads and let out a suppressed chuckle.

A designer with curly hair and a neat mustache glanced at Alvin boredly, then bent down and pressed against Hela's legs to help him arrange the wedding dress.

I don’t know what to do with those complicated and multi-layered white gauze. Looking at the guy’s troublesome look, it seems that if it is even a little off, it will affect the beauty of the wedding dress.

If he hadn't seen this guy holding his legs, Alvin would have kicked him.

Taking off his sunglasses and walking into the room, Alvin looked around, squinted at Hela, and said, "There isn't even a dressing room here. Where did you change your clothes?"

As he spoke, Alvin looked at the sissy designer with a murderous look, causing him to cover his mouth and let out a squeak like a duck.

Alvin's sour words seemed to be of great benefit to Hela. She smiled and turned to look at Alvin and said, "Do those girls outside look good changing their clothes?"

Alvin touched his slightly warm nose and said seriously: "Who would change clothes outside? How shameless?

I didn’t see any of them anyway…”

Hela seemed to be in a very good mood at the moment. She adjusted her slightly conservative wedding dress, showed it to Alvin, and said, "How do you think I am now?"

As he spoke, Hela pulled the waist of the wedding dress and said, "I think it can be a little tighter..."

Alvin leaned forward and touched Hela's waist indifferently, nodded seriously and said: "Sure enough, women's clothes can be one size smaller in their mouths.

Beauty, you can insert a poker card into your belly while sucking, so I don’t think you should embarrass the tailor."

"Designer..."

The curly-haired sissy designer protested bravely, and then was frightened by Mr. Tomahawk's majesty and retreated back to the corner.

Hela, who was in a very good mood, rolled her big eyes and glared at the ignorant Alvin, then pointed to the trays in the hands of the two maids and said, "Go and help me choose a set of jewelry!"

Alvin looked at Hela, who was conservative and was not even happy to show her shoulders. He smiled and said, "What other jewelry do you need?

Once you put on the veil, you will look better even if you are barefaced.

Are these jewelry considered your property, or the property of the Asgardian royal family?"

Seeing that there were no pupils in Hela's eyes, Alvin waved to the two maids who were taller than him, and said with a smile: "Pick out the most expensive one, pack the rest, and I'll give it to you

Your Majesty, please save it."

The designer looked at Alvin sadly and hung the jewelry with the largest gemstone on Her Majesty the Queen. He tried to interrupt several times, but Alvin glared back.

Mr. Tomahawk impatiently motioned to the two maids who looked very capable of fighting, and dragged the designer out to "behead" him.

When the door closed, he kissed Hela on the face with a smile, then took out a dragon bone ring from his pocket and put it on Hela's hand...

Rune Language: Harmony

Level 10 Energy Aura Grant, +275% Enhanced Damage, +9 Minimum Damage, +9 Maximum Damage, +160 Lightning Damage, +160 Fire Damage, +160 Cold Damage, +6 Valkyrie, +10 Agility, Mana Regeneration

20%, +2 Mana gained after each enemy killed, +2 Light Area, Level 20 Crow

Seeing Hela's excitement after putting on the ring, Alvin smiled and said: "I owe you this, I hope you like it."

Alvin said in a sneaky tone and said seriously: "Remember not to let Fox see it, she doesn't have this..."

After hearing this, Hela hugged Alvin's neck hard and kissed him hard.

It wasn't until she realized that she didn't seem to be as angry as Alvin that she raised her neck and looked at Alvin and said, "Fox can't have the same ring."

Alvin said matter-of-factly: "Of course, not giving girls the same gifts is an essential skill for a scumbag."

Hela's ears automatically filtered out content other than "of course". She leaned into Alvin's arms, happily fiddled with the ring on her hand, raised her head slightly, rubbed Alvin's chin, and said, "Thank you, this

It's the best gift I've ever received.

I thought you had forgotten!"

Alvin hugged Hela's waist and said with a smile: "This is not what a queen should say.

You should tell me in a commanding tone how to make you happy.

The feeling of picking up girls on orders is actually quite good, do you think I am a bit perverted?"

As he spoke, Alvin looked at Hela who put her head on his chest and said nothing, and said with a smile: "Can you still choose this jewelry?

The gemstones on this thing are about the size of my fist. If you think it’s tacky, I’ll take one and chop it up and make a set of jewelry for Jessica as a dowry.”

Hela randomly stuffed a few pieces of jewelry into Alvin's pockets and motioned for him to take them away. Then she hugged Alvin's waist and seemed to enjoy this moment very much.

It took more than ten minutes for Hela to straighten up from Alvin's arms.

Seeing the smile on the principal's face, Hela felt that she had lost face and took a bite on his chin bitterly.

Looking at the obvious teeth marks, Hela smiled with satisfaction and said, "You can get out of here. I know you have something to deal with."

Alvin touched the teeth mark on his chin, shook his head helplessly, and said: "You can't do this, you're still smelly even if you don't eat the mutton, where do you want me to put my face?

There are no cameras here..."

…………

A remote village in the mountains of Peru…

Gonzalez, a spicy chip vendor, returned to his hometown because the channels in China were temporarily suspended.

The news that the rescue capsule containing the aliens had been dropped into the mountainous area reached his ears immediately.

Knowing that he was incapable of solving this problem, Gonzalez ordered his family's soldiers to withdraw farmers from remote areas and gather them together. All that was left was to wait for the Avengers to arrive for support.

Hearing a commotion outside the door, Gonzalez touched the dreadlocks that made his scalp feel tight in annoyance, and then said to a beautiful woman sitting in a wheelchair with nothing on her legs below the knees:

"Alina, that Jordan Beckford is a playboy, you can't be fooled by him!

That guy can change his girlfriend faster than I can change my underwear..."

As he said that, Gonzalez opened the door and took a look outside, then turned back and said: "It seems something happened outside, I'll go take a look.

Remember never to be alone with that Jordan Beckford, that guy is a walking aphrodisiac, a bastard who can get pregnant on a date."

Gonzalez's sister Alina rolled her eyes and looked at her idiot brother. She patted her legs and said: "You can wear two pairs of underwear for a year. At this frequency, I think it's still okay."

good.

And what kind of bastard would lie to a cripple like me?"

Gonzalez stared and said: "My boss has a 'cradle of life' that can attach legs. You are so good-looking, but you must not let that bastard ruin it.

Let me tell you, that guy is actually a sissy. You haven't been out for a long time. You don't know that tough guys have become popular now.

When you are free, I will take you to New York, and after reattaching your legs, I will introduce you to a tough guy boyfriend.

I'm very happy in Hell's Kitchen now, and I know all the big shots."

Alina helplessly rolled her eyes and glanced secretly at her room, then impatiently waved her hand to signal Gonzalez to get out.

After her brother went out, Alina looked at Jordan Beckford walking out of the room and said, "It seems I still don't know you well enough..."

Jordan Beckford picked a delicate flower from the vase and put it in Alina's ear.

Holding the girl's cheek and kissing her forehead gently, Jordan Beckford said: "I am indeed a playboy, but I am serious this time.

I want to take care of you, not for your legs, but because you seem to bring light into my life.

Give me a chance, at least let me be your boyfriend until you find someone more suitable than me."

Alina looked at the handsome guy in front of her with fascination...

Since her legs were chopped off by a drug dealer three years ago, she has forgotten what happiness feels like.

Until the younger brother arrived at his hometown with a tyrannical Russian Minotaur and a large amount of arms...

Then along comes Jordan Beckford!

Just when Alina wanted to kiss Jordan Beckford, Gonzalez's scream came from outside the door...

"FUCK, what on earth chewed them up like this?"

Jordan Beckford stood up helplessly, he showed Alina the revolver on his waist, and said: "Actually, I am a tough guy, your brother's vision is not good, he can't see inside me.

Last month I fired a few shots at a 'god'...

I'll go out and take a look, your brother probably won't be able to control the situation."

As a girl who grew up in the land of coca, Alina could tell whether a person knew how to shoot.

Looking at Jordan showing off to herself, Alina nodded with a smile, looked at the man with admiration, and said: "I believe you are a tough guy, go and watch Gonzalez for me, he doesn't usually act like this

Yelling."

Jordan Beckford held the pistol and said with a smile: "What kind of scene will it be?

This kid must have been hiding somewhere during the battle in New York, otherwise nothing should have been able to scare him.

I'll go take a look, don't worry, reinforcements will arrive soon..."

After saying that, Jordan turned around and walked out of the room, walked to the door, held on to the fence and looked down.

Several devoured and fragmented corpses were spread directly below him.

A few soldiers in simple clothes used their best ability to piece together about four corpses into half of them. A large number of flies were swirling around the pieces of meat.

Jordan Beckford's throat surged, a breeze hit him, and the stench of the corpse broke the "tough guy"'s will...

Gonzalez heard the commotion at home, ran back to his room and saw Jordan Beckford vomiting while holding a trash can.

Seeing his sister patting his back from time to time, Gonzalez squinted at his slightly embarrassed sister and said unhappily: "I told you this guy is a softie!

This guy is the son of a pastry chef, and probably the hardest thing he's ever eaten was a nut.

The Gonzalez family doesn’t want a soft-boiled son-in-law...

Have you ever slept with him?

Tell me quickly so I can decide how many times to shoot him?"