Druids in Marvel

Alvin found it hard to imagine how a person could have such a formulaic smile. This reminded him of supermarket owner Robert McCall. Although he also had a formulaic smile, he would never make you think he was a bad person.

This Raymond Reddington smiles like a fat snake, making people want to strangle him to death!

Raymond spread his hands indifferently, then took out a cigar from his pocket and lit it for himself, as if he was the boss here.

After taking a puff of his cigar, Raymond said with a smile: "I seem to be the son of a bitch who comes up with ideas, what should I do? In fact, I just want to deal with those politicians and get them to give me some benefits.

But those idiots still don’t know that they have been betrayed. I feel that standing on their side has no future and is very dangerous, so I came here."

Alvin squinted his eyes and stared at Raymond. This guy was not only arrogant, but also very rude. Fanning the smoke in front of him, Alvin said: "I don't like people like you. We will definitely not get along. If I were you and I

Just get out of here quickly.

People who are so rude to me here usually end up not very good!"

Raymond didn't care about Alvin's threat. He took a puff of his cigar and said in a calm voice: "Well~ Do you know what Braga, who paid for the speed racing competition, wants to do? Do you know why he must put the competition on

Hell’s Kitchen? You guys~~”

Before Raymond could finish his words, Alvin grabbed his neck and stood up.

Alvin looked at Raymond who looked unconcerned and politely straightened his neck. He smiled and said: "I don't care what they want to do, it has nothing to do with me. Now you can get out! Raymond

Mr. de Ledington!"

After listening to Alvin's words, Raymond grabbed Alvin's hand holding his collar and tried to get him to let go, but unfortunately failed.

The black bodyguard Demby just wanted to go up to help, but was stopped by the supermarket owner Robert who arrived at an unknown time.

Robert smiled with eight neat teeth, and it only took 2 seconds to bring down the tall Demby, leaving him lying on the ground clutching his ribs and twitching in pain.

Looking at Raymond who was about to be carried up by Alvin, Robert smiled and said: "It's been a long time, Red Devil, you shouldn't come here. This is not the place for you!"

Raymond saw Robert and finally smiled more sincerely. He glanced at Alvin and said, "Can you put me down? I want to catch up with old friends! It seems that I still haven't done my job well. I

How could I miss you?" Raymond shook his head as he spoke, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Judging from Robert's attitude, Alvin knew they must not be friends. But it didn't matter, what threat could a middle-aged bald man pose?

After letting go of Raymond and throwing him down, Alvin said to Robert, "Do you know each other?"

Robert smiled and said: "He used to be from the FBI, but he later did some criminal brokerage business, and I chased him for a while. He was very cunning and could always find opportunities to escape!

I just don’t know what he wants to do here?”

Raymond adjusted his collar, looked at Robert with squinted eyes, and said with a smile: "I am now a special adviser to the FBI. Since you know what I did in the past, you should know that where there is evil, there is evil.

There is my business! My business targets are very wide!

What's your name now? Michael, Jason, Danny, Robert~

Oh~ Your name is Robert now. Isn’t retirement life boring? So you want to come to Hell’s Kitchen, it must be very exciting here!”

Robert stared at Raymond's fake smile with a cold face, and said in a deep voice: "You are a trouble, and there is no need for trouble in Hell's Kitchen now! You'd better leave from here."

Raymond shook his head, tilted his head, and said with a smile: "I am here to solve the trouble for Principal Alvin. Those politicians are racking their brains to secretly retaliate against Hell's Kitchen, and this Principal Alvin is

their primary goal.

Most of all, they want Hell's Kitchen to remain as it was in the past, a dumping ground for city waste.

They will make all your previous and current efforts come to naught.

Believe me, they can do it!

And I can solve these troubles for you, just for a small price!"

Robert looked at Alvin and said with a serious expression: "You can't believe a word he says. This is a poisonous snake. Most people who cooperate with him will not end well!"

Alvin shook his head, smiled indifferently, and said: "I don't like this person, but I am a little interested in what he said. I want to know why he must come to me?"

As he spoke, Alvin turned to Raymond and said in a deep voice: "Why did you come to me? Tell me clearly, and then we will talk about my troubles."

Raymond picked up his hat, walked to a dining table, put the hat away carefully, crossed his legs, took a comfortable sip of cigar, and then said: "I need a safe place, I think this place is very good."

Appropriate. I've done some research, and you've pretty much buried the entire Hand here. I've dealt with them, and they're an amazing organization.

And now I have offended an organization called the Ten Rings Gang, and they are happy to kill me. I don’t want to live a life of hiding in Tibet, so I came here!

You are responsible for ensuring my safety, and I am responsible for dealing with those big shots for you. I am good at this!

I can guarantee that Hell’s Kitchen will run as you envisioned. I’m professional about this!”

Alvin burst into laughter, looked at Raymond as if he was a lunatic, and said contemptuously: "If that's all, you can get out!

What’s the trajectory I envisioned? I don’t even fucking know it myself, how could you figure it out for me?

Those politicians want to take revenge on Hell’s Kitchen? How can they take revenge? Can Hell Kitchen get worse? What good will it do to them if Hell’s Kitchen is demolished and they stay on the pillar of shame forever?

What did Robert call you? Red Devil? I think you have an average mind!"

Raymond tilted his neck and looked at Alvin, and said with a smile: "Don't underestimate those politicians. As long as they lower the rent of the apartments held by the Hell's Kitchen government and attract poor people from outside areas to come in, they can disrupt the public order here. Also.

Can make up for Hell's Kitchen.

Believe me, they have many ways to make Hell's Kitchen a permanent dumping ground for city garbage.

If you really want to change this place! Trust me! You need me! I can solve your problems!

To prove my worth, I tell you, what on earth is that drug dealer Braga doing! He is a destabilizing factor now!"

Alvin is indeed a little interested in that generous good man and future prisoner. How selfless does he have to be to spend so much money on Hell's Kitchen just to find a few delivery people? Of course, this is not the same as the one from Hell's Kitchen.

It doesn't matter if you threaten me. If you can't reach an agreement, you can run away! It's just a bit embarrassing!

Alvin asked Robert to sit down, then looked at Raymond and said: "Actually, I don't care what that guy wants to do. That is something that the police should worry about. But since you want to say it, then I will listen.

You want to seek protection? No problem! As long as you prove that you are useful, I don't care about the Ten Rings Gang or the Nine Rings Gang. I only have one request here, and you can't deceive your own people.

If I find out that you lied to me or did anything else to displease me, I will chop you into pieces and flush you into the sewer. I will do what I say!"

Raymond was stunned for a moment. He thought he would have to spend more words, but he really didn't expect Alvin to agree so simply. He didn't even seem to care that much about the certificate of nomination he prepared. Isn't this a little too easy?

Smacking his lips, Raymond asked cautiously: "Can you tell me what the content is that makes you unhappy? You make me feel very insecure!"

Alvin sneered and said: "It depends on my mood, I will not make any promises to you, the only thing I can guarantee is your safety on this street.

You have no choice, Mr. Raymond Ledington, your current identity is that of a wage earner who needs protection.

Now, show some respect to your boss. The wage earner can't smoke a cigar when the boss doesn't smoke a cigar. This is one of the things that pisses me off."

What Alvin was actually most interested in what Raymond said was that the Ten Rings Gang, the villains in Iron Man 3, funded the Extremis virus project. They made Stark miserable and blew him up badly! Now suddenly appeared

Isn’t it a coincidence that there is a guy who is being chased by the Ten Rings Gang?

Raymond looked at the somewhat willful Alvin with a bit of laughter and tears. He asked himself that he had carefully investigated Alvin, but now he found that he still made a wrong judgment. This is a person who is occasionally unreasonable!

The threat of the Ten Rings Gang is real. It is not realistic for Raymond to stay in the FBI safe house forever, and it may not be really safe. This is the best shelter he has chosen for himself.

I just wanted to be a consultant or something, so why did I become a wage earner when I came to Alvin?

Alvin took out a cigar, handed one to Robert who was gloating over his misfortune, lit it, took a puff, and said to Raymond: "You can start to prove your worth. Let's start with the drug dealer named Jiajia!

Don't play tricks, I just want to straighten your neck when I look at you, don't give me a reason to kill you. Otherwise, you won't be able to wait until the Ten Rings Gang comes to trouble you!"

Raymond smiled bitterly and said: "Braga is actually just a puppet. His boss behind the scenes, Robert, may have heard of James Morrow, who controls a small island country in the Caribbean to plant drugs for him.

Braga is considered a talent. He attracted people's attention to Hell's Kitchen through the speed competition. In fact, he has been quietly laying drug sales channels in other districts.

Drug prices in New York have been skyrocketing recently, and they are the ones manipulating it.

The FBI, CIA, and New York police have all placed undercover agents in this car race. The FBI and the New York police want to find the real Braga. The CIA wants to find James Morrow through Braga."

After hearing this complicated relationship, Alvin said with some confusion: "What does this have to do with me? I think that Braga guy is pretty good!"

Raymond sighed, glanced at Robert who was half-smiling, and Hell's Kitchen who was calm outside the door, and said softly: "It has nothing to do with you! It's just that they want to use Hell's Kitchen. It seems you don't mind.

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