Druids in Marvel

Alvin picked up a charcoal pencil and made a cross on the propeller area that Ivan had drawn.

Taking a heavy puff of his cigar, Alvin looked at Ivan with a headache and said: "Man, I heard that modifying a car is a systematic project. You are too simple and crude. Do you want to die from getting out of breath? I'll give it to you later.

He installed a few more airbags, the kind that will explode as soon as they are touched!"

Ivan put away the cigar that Alvin threw to him, took a sip from the slender pipe, shook his head in disdain, and said: "How can you not take some risks in racing? If you change like this, you will lose the competition bonus."

It’s all in vain!”

Alvin didn't care. He pointed at the pickup truck on the drawing and said, "Safety is the most important thing! I don't think this thing is safe. How about you change it to a racing tire?"

Racing with a bunch of amateur racing enthusiasts really doesn’t require too much effort. I think it’s fine no matter how you change the appearance, but adding a rocket is really stupid!”

Ivan shook his head helplessly, dropped the charcoal, knocked the slender pipe in an ashtray made of welded parts, stuffed the tobacco again, lit it and took a puff, and said: "You should go to that Sharif car

Let's see, business there has been booming recently. They are all residents of the street. If they have a car, they dare to install a nitrogen booster and go to the competition.

It is the trend to modify cars now. If the car is modified according to your instructions, it will not win at all!"

Alvin was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said: "That's up to you, but you can't install rockets!

By the way, where did that Harley at your door come from? I want one of these too, it’s so cool!”

Ivan turned his head and glanced at the extremely cool Harley motorcycle at the door, and said with admiration: "An old guy named Barney left it here. This is also an old guy. It needs to be well maintained.

.Charming guy, isn't he?"

Alvin nodded in agreement. If you live in the United States for a long time, you will have a bit of a Harley feeling. Every man wants to wear a leather jacket and ride a Harley, taking his girl for a run on the road.

Alvin went over and tried it on the car. The height was very suitable, and the handlebars were a little too long. But these were minor problems. The car had to be cool, and nothing else mattered.

After tentatively turning on the ignition, it actually started. The dull sound of the Harley engine was like a ball of muffled thunder echoing in Ivan's factory.

Alvin looked at Ivan in surprise and said loudly: "What the hell is this? It's so cool. If you ride it out at night, you can blow up a street!"

Ivan covered his forehead, walked over and took out the key to the motorcycle, then turned around and left, not wanting to pay attention to Alvin at all.

Alvin was stunned for a moment and said: "Hey~ man, what's wrong? What did I do wrong? This sound is really cool!"

After hearing this, Ivan rolled his eyes, Ren Duo and Ren Shao, waved his hands and said, "Go back quickly, this place is not suitable for you."

Alvin said incredulously: "Why? I think it's quite interesting now. I can help out occasionally. My hands-on ability is pretty good."

Ivan raised his eyebrows, tilted his head and looked at Alvin, and said: "I don't think you are suitable for dealing with machinery, because you didn't even know that the exhaust pipe of that car was broken just now! Hmm~ It's cool~~ I

For God’s sake!”

Alvin looked down at the half-detached exhaust pipe, awkwardly patted the handle of the motorcycle, spread his hands and said, "Man, this is a secret! Principal Alvin will remember you!"

Ivan waved his hand irritably and gave Alvin the middle finger, telling him to get out of here.

Alvin got off the motorcycle helplessly, raised two middle fingers at Ivan, and then turned around angrily and left the repair shop. Bastard, don't you know how to repair cars? Why do you despise me? I like to be able to make rolling thunder.

What's wrong with the sound of motorcycles?

When I went back, I went to the flower shop again. I hugged Fox for a while and complained about it. The girls and boys in the shop were so difficult to control that they actually dared to go racing secretly without telling the boss!

Fox smiled and comforted Alvin, and then gave him a heavy blow, "I ordered a Hellcat and it should be delivered within the next two days.

Can Ivan help me modify my car?

Racing has been so busy recently, so I decided to spray-paint the florist’s LOGO on my car to participate in the competition, maybe the florist’s business will be much better.”

Alvin looked at Fox with some disbelief, pursed his sexy lips, winked at him, and said in a changed voice: "You want to go racing too?"

As Alvin looked at Fox, his eyes changed, and he said righteously: "How can you participate in this kind of competition? This is very unfair to other people. Do other people still have a way to survive? Listen to me, we are not lacking.

With that little money, leave the bonus to others!”

Fox raised his eyebrows and stared at Alvin for a few seconds, then smiled and said: "Then it's up to you. Originally, I just wanted to play, and I've already bought the Hellcat, so why don't you go and join in!

Just be happy!"

Alvin was stunned for a moment. This girl really gave him face. He happily put his arms around Fox's waist and said softly: "Then you will call me racing driver Alvin. I still need a girl as a co-pilot. Beauty, are you interested?"

?Driving is very exciting!”

Fox was amused by Alvin's pretentiousness. This was a guy who never drove at speed. It would be interesting to go racing with him.

Alvin hugged his girl proudly and raised his eyebrows at Xue Ye who was pretending to be busy, scaring her so much that she slipped.

Fox reluctantly hammered Alvin on the arm and drove him out of the flower shop. With him here, there was only one agent left in his shop, which was not good!

Alvin walked out of the flower shop and thought about it depressedly. It seemed that he suddenly became unpopular. What was going on? He was kicked out wherever he went. Is there any way to do this?

I looked at the time and saw that it was only three o'clock in the afternoon. It was not appropriate to do anything at this time.

Alvin shook his head helplessly, and went back to have a drink by himself, then take a nap, and go to several racing scenes at night to see if they made too much noise!

………………

Nights in Hell's Kitchen have become lively since the racing competition.

All kinds of people from New York come here to join in the fun. Gangsters are more dedicated than the police at this time, and there are gangster gunmen patrolling every intersection with pistols on their waists.

All kinds of petty theft are now extinct in Hell's Kitchen, and the gunmen are not as easy to talk to as the police.

Alvin took Fox and Shang-Chi, Jessica, and Ginny on their shoulders as they shuttled through the crowd, trying to push their way to the front to watch the excitement.

This trip was an eye-opener for Alvin. The weather in New York in September has begun to get a little cooler, but the girls here are dressed as if they are at the beach.

A rich man drives his own luxury modified car and can take away a car full of girls just by pressing the window.

Alvin regretted bringing Ginny out. This place is really not suitable for children. This bastard Teji actually said that this is a racing carnival. I will come back to find trouble for you!

………………

Dominic Toledo was leaning against the door of an old gray muscle car, chatting with some friends.

Teji found a lawyer for him a few days ago and released him on bail. Drag racing is really not a big deal. Compared with his identity being exposed, the result now is the best!

It's just that the beatings he received at the police station were real and not discounted.

The surrounding drivers and spectators were all looking at Dominic with awe. He used a Honda Fit that he didn't know how to use, and won six races in three days, all the way to the current Dodge Challenger.

The strong will be respected no matter where they are, and here now, Dominic is the strongest. And based on the price of the car alone, this guy can make money faster than many bankers.

Dominic likes the atmosphere here very much. This is the life he dreams of. He drives cars and chats with people every day. He has made many friends here. With his family by his side, can life still be perfect?

Mia looked at her brother helplessly. She didn't know why Dominic had to stay in Hell's Kitchen. It seemed that the Death Race was really important to him.

Brian and Leidy also signed up to participate in the competition. Mia knew that they made a deal with the FBI to solve the FBI's wanted case against Dominic, but what was Dominic for?

While Dominic was chatting happily, the crowd parted in the middle as if by magic.

A tall, rock-like bald man wearing a sleeveless vest, khaki military trousers and combat boots walked over.

Behind the strong man were two companions dressed similarly to him, looking like they were watching the fun.

Dominic tilted his face slightly, glanced at the bald man, and then poured himself a glass of beer nonchalantly. This is Hell's Kitchen, and he is the boss in the racing track. No one can cause trouble for him!

The bald man pushed aside a gangster who was blocking the road, completely ignoring the pistol on the gangster's waist. He took out a police badge from his pocket and pinned it on his belt, and glanced around arbitrarily. He asked a group of gangsters to move towards him.

He took a few steps back.

The bald man was satisfied with his intimidation, then walked up to Dominic, lowered his head, his head was almost on Dominic's forehead, opened his mouth and roared: "You son of a bitch stole my car.

?You are under arrest now!"

Dominic squinted his eyes and stared at the bald man. After thinking about it, he suddenly smiled, spread his hands indifferently, and said with a smile: "I probably know what's going on. That third-hand Honda Fit belongs to you.

Car? It must be hard to get your fat ass into it.

You're a police officer! But you're in the wrong place.

This is Hell’s Kitchen!”

As soon as Dominic finished speaking, more than a dozen of Teji's men took out various pistols from their bodies and pointed them at the bald man. This is their place, and the police cannot come to destroy the place! There is no arrest warrant in Hell's Kitchen.

It's definitely not going to work!

Just when the two guys behind the bald man were about to draw their guns, Alvin walked to the sidelines carrying the arrogant little Ginny, and said with a smile: "This is Hell's Kitchen, my Hell's Kitchen!

Roadblock, Duke, paracord, long time no see!”