Mulgore Hotel in Marvel

In the blink of an eye, Elsa has left New York for almost a month.

She came in a hurry and left quietly. Apart from the accommodation fee left on the counter, all that was left was that wonderful erotic dream.

Sometimes when Kausu wanted to recall that sweet dream, all he remembered was Elsa's attachment and tenderness.

Is it really an erotic dream?

Maybe...

In any case, since Duke Cavendish died in Hell's Kitchen, Hell's Kitchen seemed to have become much calmer overnight, which made Causs, who was accustomed to fishing and pretending to be dead, enjoy this peaceful atmosphere.

It wasn't until Erica and Carrie happily bought ribbons, lights and other decorations as well as a verdant green Christmas tree that Kaus realized: It's almost Christmas!

Due to the special effects in the basement, he became very insensitive to time, and it just felt like he had been in this world for a long, long time. But after a rough estimate, he discovered that this was only his second year in the United States.

Last Christmas, Causs slept alone in a deserted hotel in total darkness. Apart from casually sacrificing two clumsy thieves, he didn't even have a single memory.

But this time it is different. The energetic Carrie will never make the Mulgore Hotel unpopular, and Erica, who has washed away her brilliance, also performs her duties as hotel manager and housekeeper very well.

What gives Kaus the greatest sense of accomplishment is that the hotel finally has some stable passenger flow.

During the New York gangster vs. vampire operation last month, the seventh block where the Mulgore Hotel is located was set up as a temporary headquarters. And for some special reason, Kingpin, the largest gang leader, often came to the hotel to "sit", so the popularity here gradually became stronger.

But what’s a bit embarrassing is that...these guys, who don’t look like good people at first glance, never thought of staying here. They just regarded it as a safe and private small bar, with beer, fruit wine, and some Snacks, a few people sitting at a small table bragging and spanking, it lasted an entire afternoon.

So when Coulson came to the Mulgore Hotel again, he looked at the guests in the store with a professional eye, and then joked: "Cous, has your place become the new stronghold of the New York gang? "

Kausi had nothing to say. He poured Colson a full glass of morning dew wine and glared at the noisy people in the hall. "I'm just waiting for someone to fight and cause trouble here, and then I can do it openly." Throw them out!”

"Oh, no!" A slightly drunk bald man walked over, "Cauvus, your words hurt our hearts too much. We agreed not to stay at the Mulgore Hotel. fight!"

He gestured to Coulson with the cup, "Mr. Agent, this is the safest place in Hell's Kitchen, I promise!"

Coulson knew this guy. Gerry Thompson, one of the biggest forces in Hell's Kitchen and the leader of the Irish gang, was a black-hearted guy who started out as a drug dealer. He was also someone SHIELD deemed worthy of attention.

Colson raised his glass and clinked it with Thompson indifferently, "Don't cause trouble, Gerry! I don't want to see your body beaten by Cows in the Hudson River tomorrow. By the way, Merry Christmas in advance! "

"Yes, yes, who can offend Kausu's hammer?" Gerry Thompson clinked glasses with the agent with a smile, "That is a violent young man who can kill hundreds of vampires - we are all civilized people, man !Merry Christmas!"

I don’t know why, but since the Vampire War, Kaus’ reputation has been spreading wildly in Hell’s Kitchen. Legend has it that he has a magical hammer that can become extremely manic when encountering enemies and automatically fly out to smash the heads of all enemies.

——Well, the hammer is the real body, just like the guy who calls himself Thor.

Colson chatted with Thompson for a while, and after sending the poor current construction contractor away, he turned around and pushed a check to Kaus, "This is the post-disaster reconstruction cost mentioned last time. The formalities were only completed yesterday afternoon.”

With a "swish" sound, the check disappeared on the counter in an instant. Kausi, with a bright smile on his face, placed a plate of snacks in front of Colson, "The newly launched Dota dough ring, this is for you. !”

Coulson was already used to being a miser in Cauvus. He shrugged, reached out and picked up a donut and put it into his mouth. He said vaguely: "Recently, Congress has introduced a new policy regarding vampires. Yes, they will divide the activity areas in each state..."

Needless to say, the men in Congress used a legal and less violent packaging method to rebrand the "reservation" system. This also heralds the coming of an era when North American vampires, which were once rampant, will be kept in captivity.

But the consequences are also extremely serious. Even if they don't understand it at the moment, there must be big figures with sensitive political consciousness among the vampire group that has survived for thousands of years. Once they figure out the causes and consequences, the American political arena will inevitably usher in a cruel and bloody counterattack.

Dog bites dog, this kind of good thing is something Kaus likes to see.

Kausi waited patiently for Colson to finish and asked, "What do you think?"

"I feel the breath of war is coming!"

Looking at Colson's worried expression, Kausu comforted him: "You are just a small agent. If the sky falls, it will have nothing to do with you?"

Colson could only shrug and talk about another topic: "About the previous teaching courses..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw two people walking into the hotel door one after another.

"The Punisher" Frank Custer!

"Daredevil" Matt Murdock!

"You're finally back!" Kausu hugged the two of them warmly across the counter, "How was the trip relaxing?"

"Very good!" Murdoch said with a bright smile on his face, "and very meaningful!"

"Forget it, this guy only stayed with me at the beach for three days, and then mysteriously invited me to go to East Asia to soak in hot springs and taste the island's delicacies..." Frank looked depressed.

Kausu didn't understand Frank's loss, "Didn't he take you there?"

"I'm going!" Frank sighed, "The hot springs almost ruined my skin! The woman is pretty good, but I'm just not used to the food..."

"Don't listen to Frank!" Murdoch fumbled to find a high chair in front of the counter, then sat down and said with a smile, "He is very happy in Japan, and if I hadn't reminded him that Christmas is coming , he couldn’t even think about going back to New York.”

Kausi looked at Murdoch and then at Frank, feeling that the expressions of these two guys were a bit strange.

"It is not good?"

"The problem is..." Frank glared at Murdoch fiercely, "The reason he asked me to go to Japan was actually to help his teacher kill people. In the past few months, I have killed at least five hundred Hand ninjas. !”

Kausu, who suddenly realized that he couldn't bear it any longer, banged the table and laughed.