Marvel's Cultivator

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(); A small shop, a bottle of beer, a seat to chat with someone you just met.

This is a rare sight in Hell's Kitchen. Although the person chatting with is a little inappropriate, Liu Yuan still enjoys it all.

"Boss! Four more bottles, iced! Come on, let's toast." Liu Yuan raised his glass and said to Button.

"cheers!"

Button picked up the wine glass and touched it, then took the wine and drank it slowly. While drinking, he secretly looked at Liu Yuan.

The Huaxia people are indeed enthusiastic, but he didn't expect to get acquainted so easily, but he didn't let go of his due vigilance, and he was prepared to learn about alcohol and medicine in his equipment, but it was impossible for him to get drunk with beer.

"Why don't you drink white?" Barton asked in a Chinese tone.

Liu Yuan drank the beer in one gulp, and smashed the glass on the table with a snap: "White? That's too spicy, and I feel hot all over after taking a sip. I can't get used to drinking it."

He will never forget the experience when his master tricked him into drinking Baibai when he was a child. It felt like eating dried shiitake mushrooms raw. It was exciting at the beginning, and even more exciting later on!

It's not that I can't drink it now, but I have a shadow in my heart and don't want to try it.

"Sir, your beer." A strong black man who was originally sitting in the store came over with an ice bucket filled with four beers.

"Just put it here." Liu Yuan patted the middle of the table, as if a young man in the city went to a small stall to eat skewers, and his previous demeanor was gone.

Barton was socializing while observing Liu Yuanhe's apartment. The apartment was opposite, and it was clear who came in and out.

At this time, a white man in a black suit opened the door and walked in. He held a cane in his hand, and his eyes seemed to be fixed.

He skillfully found a seat and sat down. The strong man came over and asked, "Mr. Matt, is it still the same?"

"Yes, a mocha, thank you." Matt said, raising his glassy eyes.

"It seems that he is a regular customer. No one would come to the old cafe in a suit." Liu Yuan discussed with Button in a low voice.

"He seems to be blind?" Barton whispered.

"No, he's blind. Just look at his eyes. Eyes are the most curious."

Barton didn't know that Matt had heard all of this, and he was used to it.

"Dune, today's business is good." Matt said to a black man at the next table.

Every time he comes here, he is basically alone. Only at night, people who love wine will come here to consume, calling the cafe just to look more polite.

"Mr., come over for a drink?" Liu Yuan greeted.

Matt turned his head politely and said, "I don't drink, thank you."

Matt Murdoch, a blind lawyer for justice by day, fights crime with the law.Turn into a heroic Daredevil at night and fight crime with your fists.

As a symbol of Hell's Kitchen, he is used to this kind of life, and every time he meets someone full of kindness, it always raises a little hope in his heart.

"Mr. Matt, your Mocha." The strong man held a small plate in his strong arm, and put it on Matt's table like a toy.

Matt took a sip, still familiar with the taste: "This is the taste, your coffee is the best."

The strong man said: "Oh, thank you for your compliment, Mr. Matt, you may not be able to drink our coffee tomorrow."

His words were full of regret and reluctance. He was originally a vagrant, relying on his strong body to barely survive in Hell's Kitchen.

Later, the owner of this cafe took him in and took care of food and housing. Although the salary was very small, it kept him away from the dark days of Hell's Kitchen. For him, this place seemed like a piece of pure land.

"Dune, don't worry, I will find a way to help you." Matt comforted.

Jin Bin, the leader of the Underworld Empire, controls most of the underworld business here, and most of the entire Hell's Kitchen is in his hands.

The backer behind the cafe was knocked down by Jin Bin not long ago, and this cafe will naturally be brought under Jin Bin's control.

"Mr. Matt, thank you for your kindness, but they are coming soon, you can leave after drinking this cup of coffee," the strong man said.

"Two customers over there, the shop is about to close, please leave quickly!"

Matt said: "I know, I will definitely find a way, Dunn, you wait."

"I believe in you, Mr. Matt, and I will look forward to that day." Although Dunn didn't hold out hope.

He and several employees went to the counter, took out the gun under the counter, loaded it, and waited for it.

"Let's go." Liu Yuan saw that something was about to happen. He put two hundred dollars on the table and pressed it with a beer bottle, and got up and said to Button.

He doesn't want to meddle in ordinary people's affairs, not to mention that these things happen countless times in the world every day, if he takes care of them all, he will become a greenhouse gardener.

Of course, unless you bump into him and offend him, then I'm embarrassed.

Although Patton wanted to fight the injustice in his heart, he still got up and followed Liu Yuan out for the mission.

Matt also got up and followed behind. He didn't want to help, but he just felt that if the organization was organized in the open, Jin Bing might attack the cafe harshly, so he decided to wait and see not far away.

Just as Liu Yuan opened the wooden door, a pistol suddenly protruded from the door and pointed at Liu Yuan's forehead.

"Go in!" The door was kicked open, and a large group of people walked in with guns and machetes.

The leader was a white man with a sickly complexion, who seemed to be contaminated with drugs.

Holding a pistol, he raised his tattooed hand and signaled, "Now this place belongs to the Roger Gang!"

"Hey! You'd better calm down." Dunn pointed at the leader with a Winchester in his hand.

When the leader saw Winchester, he felt a little scared, and he said loudly: "Do you want to fight against the Roger Gang?!"

Dunn said: "The cafe can sell you, but you have to let my customers go."

"Oh! Alright, let them go." The leader ordered to the boys,

He suddenly saw the two hundred dollars held down by the wine bottle on the table, and his heart suddenly became greedy: These three people must be rich, how could I let them go!

He put his right hand behind his back, made a gesture, and then stepped out of the way to let Liu Yuan and the others leave.

After walking a few steps, several younger brothers with pistols stopped Liu Yuan and the others, and said in a low voice: "Don't think that you will really be let go, hand over the money!"

Liu Yuan was a little speechless, you really know how to pick people, let alone me, one of the people present can beat you to the ground.

"Okay, by the way, do you sell drugs?" Liu Yuan turned around, pretending to take a wallet, and asked.

The younger brothers seemed to be novices, so they said directly: "Of course, how can such a profitable thing not be done."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a pain on his face, the younger brother in the middle was directly hit by Liu Yuan's uppercut, and the ones on the left and right were just about to fight back, but Liu Yuan kicked his head with a roundabout kick on the right.

The one on the left was also grabbed by the muzzle of the gun with Liu Yuan's left hand, twisted his wrist, and fell to the ground like a piece of meat.

Liu Yuan snorted coldly and said, "Don't even think about running away if you gamble on drugs."

After hearing this, Barton and Matt applauded in their hearts, but they always felt that something was wrong, as if something was wrong.

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