Druid in Marvel

Alvin ignored Gunsou, turned around and walked back to the restaurant, preparing to find all the clothes and shoes and throw them away. I called Fox and Jessica before and they had the same idea.

At this moment, these two girls should be re-purchasing clothes for themselves and their two children. I hope the prices are not too outrageous. The debts of the little turtles are already about to explode.

Gunsou turned around and left here helplessly. He didn't want to stay here for a minute longer. The smell here was a bit exciting for a blind man with sensitive senses.

Alvin is an idiot in his heart. How can a community school principal look down on Hand Hehui and himself? Just because you are a very skilled restaurant waiter.

He never considered why Alvin didn't care about the Hand, and he didn't even ask Matt about Alvin carefully. He probably knew that Alvin wiped out the New York branch of the Hand and killed Mrs. Gao.

But in his heart, this didn't matter, because he was the one who truly understood the ins and outs of the Hand. He knew that those who were swept away were only the peripheral forces of the Hand.

In his heart, the Hand is already the most powerful bad guy organization, and he himself is the only hero who can fight against the bad guys. The only one who can defeat the Hand Society is the "Innocent Society" and the "Gun Sou".

But he didn't know that Alvin's enemies were never the Hand.

This is a poor man trapped by his "ideal" and "mission". Ever since he took over the "Innocence Society", he has no life of his own. If he puts this thought of compatibility into his wife, then his wife must be the happiest woman in the world.

Alvin sighed and walked into the restaurant, only to see Shangqi rushing out of the basement and trying to run out. It looked like his face wasn't looking very good, and he had some injuries on his body.

Holding his breath, Alvin asked worriedly: "What's wrong, man, those little turtles ran out?"

Shangqi glanced outside the door anxiously, stamped his feet, and said angrily: "No, someone broke into the basement just now. I fought with him twice, and then he ran away."

Alvin looked around doubtfully and said, "It's impossible, I've been at the door and I didn't see anyone running out."

Shangqi thought he wouldn't be able to catch up, so he sighed and said, "He ran out through the small window above the basement. That window was too small and I couldn't get out.

Sorry boss, I couldn't stop him, he is very powerful. In terms of sheer agility, he's the best I've ever seen. "

Alvin could probably guess who came to save the little turtles. There should be no one except Splinter, the big mouse.

Seeing Shang Qi looking a little frustrated, Alvin patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Have you seen what he looks like?"

Shangqi thought for a while and said, "I don't know if that's right, because he was wearing a big cloak and a mask, but I think it was a big rat. His hands, feet, and tail all looked like a rat.

Boss, we just caught a few turtle men, and another big rat came. They must be connected. "

Alvin laughed and said: "It doesn't matter, we don't want to do anything to those little turtles anyway. This big mouse shouldn't be an enemy, but why did you suffer a loss with a mouse?

The kung fu master in Hell's Kitchen suffered at the hands of a rat, which doesn't sound good, haha."

Shangqi said angrily: "That's because I wasn't prepared. That big rat was very cunning, so I let him run away. I will definitely catch him next time."

Alvin patted his breathless shoulder and said, "Then go to the basement and wait, maybe he will come back. You have plenty of opportunities to prove yourself.

To be honest, you made me look at Chinese Kung Fu with admiration. You taught me how to do it when you have time, so that I can be more impressive. "

Shangqi was a little embarrassed to be praised, but he still had the demeanor of a master. This guy said reservedly: "If the boss needs it, of course you can, but it may be very hard and the results may not be very effective. After all, boss, you are older, I want to It’s not easy to practice well”

Alvin glanced at Shang Qi and was very dissatisfied with his indifference. What does it mean that it is hard to practice and what does it mean that he is old. Are you discriminating? I'm standing still. Can you beat me?

After waving his hand and driving Shangqi back to the basement to be the cell leader, Alvin went upstairs to pack his things a little unhappy.

Throwing things away is quick. The garbage truck is parked in front of the restaurant. Alvin only needs to be responsible for throwing things out of the window, and someone will naturally take care of the rest.

Seeing the big and small bags of things being loaded into the garbage truck, Alvin, who was used to being a small citizen in his previous life, felt heartbroken. Although the little turtle paid the bill in the end, they had to be rich.

The big mouse Splinter squatted in an alley a street away, tugging at his beard in annoyance.

Four of his children were caught and locked up in a cold storage, and he wanted to save them. But there has always been a super master sitting there. He has tried three times, but he has been repulsed by that guy.

The guy was anxious to catch him at first, but then he seemed to be in no hurry and just waited for him there.

He seemed to enjoy fighting with people. She seemed to have become the target of his practice, and she could clearly feel that he had let go for the last time, otherwise she might not have been able to escape.

Splinter stood up, turned around helplessly, and decided to go back to the sewers first and try again at night. His child must be saved no matter what, although those people don't seem to have that much malice.

After walking a few steps and arriving at a sewer entrance, a blind old man appeared at the entrance of the alley holding a guide stick.

Splinter looked at the guide stick in the old blind man's hand and looked at his movements. The guide stick didn't look like it was used to guide the way.

Gunsou was a little happy. The man in front of him should be a killer of the Hand. He heard with his own ears that this guy broke into the restaurant three times and was beaten out by the waiter. As long as I can control him, I can ask about the Hand Association's arrangements in New York this time, and maybe get some other gains.

Splinter keenly felt that the other party had bad intentions. He thought that the other party was someone from the restaurant who was looking for trouble for him. Without saying anything, Splinter looked at Stickman warily.

The confrontation between the two people was sudden and quiet. Except for the sound of a cane and a guide stick being waved in the wind, the two men remained silent.

Splinter can't see anyone, and Stickman wants to capture him to extract a confession, so it's not suitable for others to watch.

Both of their fighting skills came from the island country, and their styles were very similar. Stickman became more and more sure that he had found an important figure in the Hand.

Splinter was afraid, not that he couldn't beat Stickman, but that he was "the" gang sent to catch him. Now he was sure that the other party was not from the restaurant, because the people there used Chinese Kung Fu.

The tricks of the old blind man in front of him were cunning and ruthless, obviously the tricks of the island country.

The man in the basement was majestic in martial arts and powerful. If it weren't for his size and dexterity, he wouldn't have been able to escape.