Druids in Marvel

The first shot of Alvin's revenge ended somewhat anticlimactically.

Back at school, Old Parker called Dr. Ethan and asked him to operate on Colin.

Dr. Ethan was the one who understood what was going on. He hated stupid women like Colin, but a doctor's moral instinct made him choose to treat Colin's injuries.

The process was a bit shocking. Danny, who had been accompanying Colin, tried to speak several times, but was forced back by old Parker's dagger-like gaze.

Community schools are so magical. When a person truly integrates himself here, he will undergo miraculous changes. There seems to be a strange magic here. A good old guy like Old Parker dares to brag and stare at others, and they will have to pay the price.

Matt left when it was over, and he could feel Alvin's dissatisfaction with him.

But he has his own creed in life, and sometimes he doesn't even particularly approve of Alvin's way of doing things. But Alvin is a friend, and Matt has never doubted this.

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Alvin strolled down the streets of Hell's Kitchen a little forlornly. Frank and JJ didn't know what they discussed and drove away in the pickup truck.

Before he knew it, Alvin walked out of Hell's Kitchen.

Just across the street, the entire community environment seems to have changed a lot.

It is daytime now. On the streets of Brooklyn, people always have smiles on their faces and greet their familiar friends and neighbors. Some wandering artists perform hard on the roadside, hoping to have a good harvest. The moving vehicles are

Speeds will also slow down here, and drivers will open their windows to breathe in the fresh air.

Alvin looked back at Hell's Kitchen, which was only a street away. It seemed to be always gray there, and people were always on guard against each other. The graffiti on the walls were always related to death and fear. The passing vehicles always looked like panic.

Running for his life.

That was Alvin's first stop in the world. Although it was a terrible place, it was his roots in the world. He met friends and had a family there.

Alvin felt that he needed to change his mind. He had been a little impulsive before.

Old Parker was actually right. He really shouldn't kill her, although that would be very satisfying. But that would completely destroy those children. Watching his principal kill the only person who had given him warmth would be painful for adults.

No, don't talk about those children! Moreover, this will also lose the hope of recovering the children who were sent away.

Colin can't die, she has to atone for the stupid things she did, rather than repent.

Alvin always thought that he was a mature person, and he thought that he could face everything calmly.

But in fact, Alvin didn't do it. Old Parker was very good. He was like an insurance, locking the cruel and violent Alvin in the cabinet.

Alvin is the one with the gun in the crowd, but he doesn't want to become a person who is used to using guns to solve problems. People like that usually end badly.

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After walking around a few streets in Brooklyn, Alvin stopped at the door of a dilapidated boxing gym with a closed gate.

There was a very old song playing in it. Alvin didn't know the name of the song, but Alvin liked the melody of the song very much.

Alvin would be happier if there wasn't that annoying sound of fists hitting sandbags.

Alvin walked to the door, knocked on the door, and wanted to ask what song it was, or if the old record that was playing could be transferred to him.

After knocking on the door for a long time, a middle-aged man with brown hair and a beard came over. He only wore a khaki flight jacket on his upper body, and his strong muscles were exposed in the open clothes.

The bearded man looked at Alvin through the fence gate and said, "What do you want? This place is closed."

Alvin looked back at the sky and said to the bearded man: "I passed by here and heard the music inside. I liked it very much. Can I go in and listen carefully?

Or could you consider transferring that record to me? I will give you a suitable price."

The bearded man looked at the well-dressed and good-looking Chinese man in front of him with a little surprise. He didn't expect that he also liked this kind of music. This made him have a good impression of Alvin. For people who have the same hobby, they will always

I feel very friendly.

The bearded man opened the fence door, tilted his head, and motioned to come in.

Alvin straightened out his uncomfortable collar and followed the bearded man into the boxing gym.

The boxing gym was very dilapidated, as if it had closed down. Two ropes were missing from the fence of the boxing ring in the center.

After Alvin came in, the bearded man pointed to an old record player placed by the window and said, "You can listen to it. I don't know if anyone still likes the music of that time."

Alvin was a little excited, nodded to the bearded man, walked to the record player, and sat down on an old sofa.

Listening to the music played by the old record, Alvin completely relaxed himself, not caring that it would wrinkle his suit. He shrank into the sofa to make himself a little more comfortable.

The bearded man was a little curious about Alvin, but he did not interrupt Alvin's listening to music. Instead, he ran to find two bottles of beer and handed one to Alvin. He leaned on the window sill and looked out the window through the iron railing.

I don’t know what you are thinking about?

The old record was played very quickly, and it was finished in about twenty minutes.

Alvin huddled on the sofa and thought about it with satisfaction. He was very satisfied and comfortable. This was a good compensation for his bad day.

The bearded man looked at Alvin curiously and said, "Very few people like this kind of music. You are really a special person."

Alvin smiled and said: "Man, I have to say you have good taste and good music. You should come to my store when you have time. I have more than 150 old records there. I usually

I won't play it. If you go, I can make an exception and share it with you. In return for your invitation to listen to music today."

The bearded man looked at Alvin in a funny way and said, "It seems that you really like it. Maybe I should consider giving this record to you. It should find an owner who understands it."

Alvin said excitedly: "Really? Maybe we should discuss a suitable price for it, since this kind of record is rare now."

The bearded man waved his hand casually and said, "It doesn't matter. It's just a tool for me to recall the past. Someone suggested that I look forward. I think I have to try it!"

Alvin felt that this must be a person with a story, and maybe they could become friends.

He stretched out his hand and shook the bearded man tightly, and said: "Thank you then. My name is Alvin Ye. You can call me Alvin. Nice to meet you!"

The bearded man grinned, showing his white teeth, and said happily: "My name is Steve Rogers. You can call me Steve. Nice to meet you!"