Druids in Marvel

It’s that same Irish pub!

Alvin leaned on the bar table, which was obviously much more upscale than the one in his restaurant, and watched the gang bosses of Hell's Kitchen gather together again, but this time Kingpin was missing, which made him feel like something was missing!

Looking at the noisy gang bosses holding whiskeys, Alvin banged hard on the bar, attracting everyone's attention! Then he pointed to the TV hanging on the ceiling and signaled the bar owner to turn up the volume.

a little!

Everyone followed the direction of Alvin's finger and saw several commentators on the TV, arguing about what happened at the Hell's Kitchen Police Station today.

A said: "Hell's Kitchen should not exist. They are the scars on New York. It is full of drug dealers and pimps. 80% of the people there were criminals or are still criminals! Why don't we smash the entire Hell Kitchen to pieces?

In order to clean up New York, this will improve the security situation in New York by more than half!"

B said: "You are talking nonsense. The root cause of the situation in Hell's Kitchen is poverty and low education. You said you broke him! Then what? I heard that a community school there is working hard to change the situation of the children.

, maybe there will be another situation there in ten or twenty years!"

C said: "That's impossible. I don't deny that that school helped some children. But those children who successfully escaped here will not return to Hell's Kitchen. That will not solve the problem at all. If the children leave, there will always be

Poor people and criminals from other places have filled Hell's Kitchen! Even their current Chinese principal's identity is illegal!

The root of the evil in Hell's Kitchen lies in the inaction of the police. Look at what the so-called hero did in the police station! The police just watched him violently attack a disabled person there!

I just want to ask the Commissioner of the New York Police Department, George Stacey, why he turned a blind eye to the inaction of the police there. What New Yorkers need is safety, and Hell’s Kitchen represents safety!”

B said: "Where were you during the Battle of Manhattan? How many people did Steve save? The Chinese principal was the Manhattan Tomahawk. How many people did he save?"

Why can you blame a few heroes without any scruples when you have done nothing?

Just because Steve punched a criminal with a fucking cripple in his face who turned himself in to the police?”

A said: "We are not accusing a certain person, but Hell Kitchen is a place that should not exist! It is a breeding ground for evil, and good people will turn bad there. As long as Hell Kitchen still exists, evil in New York will never exist.

None of it will disappear.”

B said: "Let's destroy Hell's Kitchen, and then~~~wait for the next Hell's Kitchen to appear~~"

The gang bosses in the bar could no longer control their emotions. The wine glasses in their hands were thrown to the ground, they pulled out their pistols, and shouted that they were going to kill the so-called commentators.

Alvin looked at the chaotic scene irritably, took out his M500 and fired at the ceiling. A loud "bang" made the scene quiet down!

"Look at you! Look at the shit you look like now!"

Alvin angrily grabbed a guy who had holes all over his body and was dressed like a punk singer.

He grabbed this guy's cockscomb and almost lifted him up into the air. This guy was quite capable. He grinned and endured the pain. He tried hard to stand on his toes without making a sound! He tried hard to turn his head and use his full energy.

Staring at Alvin with murderous eyes.

Ivan grinned ferociously and punched Cockhead on the chin, interrupting his delusion! The Russian looked blankly at a few gangsters who wanted to rush over to save their boss, and grinned at them.

laugh.

Ivan's ferocious smile was like a powerful sedative, calming down the gangsters. Ivan shook his head in disappointment, leaned against the bar again and downed a whole glass of whiskey in one gulp!

Ever since he came back to life and found out that he had lost a kidney, the Russian guy has been very irritable. Unfortunately, he has never found someone to vent his irritability on!

Alvin held up his cockscomb, looked at the gang bosses, and said angrily: "Do you think what others said is wrong? Look at you bunch of shit, gun dealers, drug dealers, pimps, smugglers, selling

Fake goods...Human traffickers, oh, I killed the human traffickers!"

As he said that, Alvin threw the cockscomb on the ground and said: "That son of a bitch reporter is right, Hell's Kitchen is a hotbed of evil, but he is wrong about one thing. It's not because of Hell's Kitchen that you are here.

It's because of you that Hell's Kitchen exists!

I never blame you for what you do. I think you are adults and you will pay the price for what you have done, but sooner or later!

I wanted to save those kids, so I went to the community school. None of you objected. You are very satisfied with the current situation of the children because they have fucking hope.

But what about the others? Those homeless people wandering the streets, young people who can't find jobs, what about them? Where is their damn hope? Are you fucking able to support them all if they go to hang out with you?

What should they do? They can only pick up guns and fight with you! Only by taking away your territory can they live a good life! How many of you fought here like this?"

Looking at the cockscomb head who fell to the ground, still glaring at him with vicious eyes, Alvin poured himself a glass of whiskey, and then stomped hard on the cockscomb head's mouth. He had long been unhappy with him. He was a notorious person.

How dare a known rapist look at me like that?

If nothing else happens, this guy will need a straw for the rest of his life! But maybe he won't have it for the rest of his life, because several gang bosses who probably have a grudge against him looked at him and him with unkind expressions.

A few of his subordinates!

Alvin glanced at the gang bosses who were staring at the fainted rooster head. He spread his hands to everyone and said, "Look, this is your living environment. There is no warmth, no kindness, only naked predatory of the weak.

I don't care about your life or death, it has nothing to do with me! If you are all dead, there will naturally be someone to take your place!

But don’t you all want to live a slightly normal life? You have to bring bodyguards and body armor with you every day when you go out, to guard against the black guns of gangsters who may jump out of nowhere! Are you fucking comfortable?”

The gang bosses looked at each other in confusion. They all climbed up from the bottom. They have their own set of survival logic. Killing people and grabbing territory are commonplace for them. It is difficult for them to change!

But Alvin's community school played a role at this time. No one likes to live a life without tomorrow! The community school solved the children's problems, it's time to think about your own problems!

The gun dealer Alexey and the drug dealer Pluto were one of the first people to benefit from the community school. Alexey stood up first and asked Alvin: "Principal Alvin, what do you mean?

Can you be more specific?"

Alvin glanced at Alexey and said: "Leave order to the police! When you are killed one day, a policeman will seek justice for you instead of letting Anton come back and pick up the gun and take you away."

Lao Lu avenges you!

Let the light of the Hell's Kitchen Police Department shine on you sons of bitches!

Director Misty has done a good job in the past period, and Hell's Kitchen is changing to a good place. Do you have any opinions?"

As he spoke, Alvin turned to a bald Eastern European man and said, "Pili, you son of a bitch pimp, has your business gotten much better recently?"

Baldhead expressed his indifference to Alvin's insults. He shrugged his shoulders and said: "It's a lot better. Even my girls have left a lot. It's all your fault, Alvin. Your Dalia has given up to those people."

The girl got off to a bad start!

Ever since you sank those Romanian traffickers into the sea, my girls have been decreasing! Now I actually have to sign a contract with them to keep them!"

As he spoke, Pili saw Alvin's unkind eyes, and said with a dry smile: "But it has indeed become more profitable recently, and there are many rich people coming to have fun! And I actually feel like I have some humanity, haha!"

Alvin spread his hands and shouted at Pili: "Be careful what you say, what do you mean by my Dalia? If my girlfriend hears it, you will be dead!"

After speaking, Alvin looked at all the gang bosses and said: "Look, this is the charm of order, it can bring benefits! Why has there never been order here in the past?

Because those other damn people besides you have no hope! They can only fight with you and grab food from you. Isn’t that how you fight!

If order can bring money, it can bring job opportunities, and those wandering young people will have a source of livelihood, will this make you feel safer?"

Pluto, the Jamaican drug dealer, grinned his big gold teeth and waved his hands and said: "Alvin, let's be clear, what should we do?

You always say order, order, I am very orderly now. I even hired a special accountant to pay my taxes recently, what are we going to do?"

Alvin stretched out his middle finger at Pluto, looked at him with contempt, and said: "If you respect order, you won't want to lead people into the police station to rob people!

Cops don't kill people, can't you fucking wait until that lunatic goes to jail and start trouble with him? Isn't that hard for you?

That crazy son of a bitch is about to turn Hell's Kitchen into a mess all by himself!

Would anyone talk about Hell's Kitchen like this in the past? Now they want to smash Hell's Kitchen into pieces and drive us away! They want to destroy us!

This madman is going to tear Hell's Kitchen apart from the entire society. You are now the fucking enemy of the entire society! Do the gangsters in Brooklyn get the same treatment as you? Do they do less bad things than you do?

This is all the conspiracy of that madman. Why should he go to the police station? Because you will find him outside and chop him into pieces!

He wants you to go to war with the police, for that damn $80 million!

What do you want to do now? Break into the police station and rob people? Fight with the police?

Let the police lose face so that no one will believe them! Let the last order of Hell's Kitchen disappear? Let yourself become the enemy of the whole world?

Aren't you afraid of living in such an environment?"