Druid in Marvel

In front of the Peace Hotel in Hell's Kitchen, the diligent Lao Cheng places breakfast here as always. The breakfast business started at five o'clock in the morning.

Lao Cheng inquired that Jiawen would go to college in the future, which would require a lot of money. Although Alvin's salary as a chef in a restaurant was not bad, Lao Cheng still felt that he could work harder.

It's just that something is different today. At this time in the past, Alvin, the owner of the restaurant, has already gotten up and gone for a morning run. But today the door of the restaurant is closed, and you can always hear Alvin's angry curses inside. It sounds like he has a relationship with Tony Stark's parents.

Jiawen gloated as he watched his angry cousin being kicked out of the restaurant with panda eyes on his face. He had always admired Alvin and had a crush on Jessica, the eldest sister in the restaurant, but since his cousin arrived, he could directly enter the restaurant. Although he was working, he could only go to school honestly, which made him a little jealous.

Shangqi stood beside Lao Cheng and naturally took over the work from his hands. While packing the buns, he hammered his head in annoyance and complained about why he was smiling so obviously. Punishment for laughing at a boss usually comes very quickly, especially if the boss is a bit stingy.

No, the budget for buying a car was cut by another 10,000 yuan, and for this, I got a slap in the face from my boss.

Lao Cheng glanced at the closed door of the restaurant, asked Shang Qi curiously, and said, "What's going on?"

Aunt Cheng on the side smiled and wrapped two eggs in a towel, handed them to Shangqi, and motioned for him to apply them on his eyes.

Shangqi took the egg politely and applied it on his face with a grin on his face. He said to Lao Cheng in Chinese: "Uncle, the boss's temper is a bit grumpy today, you have to be careful and be careful about getting caught."

Lao Chengxu kicked his breath and said, "My hair hasn't even grown yet, and I'm talking bad about the boss behind his back. I'm going to beat him up. What I'm asking you is why the boss is angry."

Sighing out of breath, he said: "The boss went out to fight the bat spirit last night, but Stark's face was damaged by a sunlamp. Now it's as black as a briquette. Now he gets angry when he sees anyone.

I just laughed and was punched and kicked out.”

Lao Cheng shook his head and ignored his unlucky nephew. You hit the gun when your boss was unlucky, and you deserved to be beaten.

In the restaurant, Alvin's face was covered with the moisturizing and whitening skin care products provided by Fox, and he sighed and looked at little Ginny who was grinning at him.

This girl got up early in the morning and found that her father had turned into a charcoal head. She was surprised at first, then she giggled and sneaked into Jessica's room, found a bottle of something unknown, and painted herself into it too. A little black man.

Then he ran up to Alvin and said with a little black face that he was just like his father and everyone was black.

Alvin looked at this caring silly girl dumbfounded. He held her in his arms and kissed her hard. He let out a long sigh. She should be more silly. But as a father, he must live as long as possible. Just let her be bullied

Fox stood at the edge of the bar with a smile, one elbow supported on the bar, and his body leaned against the edge of the bar. He held a cup of coffee and watched Alvin and Ginny laughing and joking with a smile.

At this time, Alvin didn't look like the tough guy who was fighting monsters in the sewer last night. He was just an ordinary daughter-slave father.

With his face covered with moisturizing and whitening cream, Alvin held the charcoal-headed little Ginny in his arms and came close to Fox. He put his arm around her slim waist and made a strange face.

Fox raised his eyebrows and pushed away Alvin's stretched face, and took Ginny from his arms. The little girl couldn't run around with a black head, and the time was almost up. The deep sea mud on the face can be washed off. This stuff is not cheap, but it can't be used for too long.

Looking at Alvin who was a little disappointed, Fox finally couldn't help but kiss him on the lips before carrying Ginny upstairs to wash her face.

Alvin watched Fox go upstairs, turned to Russell, who was holding a glass of whiskey at the bar early in the morning and drinking happily: "You can go, man, go back and tell Nick Fury, don't care about him If you want to engage in any conspiracy, innocent people should not die for it.

To be honest, I hate you SHIELD now, even more than before. "

Russell grinned, showed a bright smile, and said: "I will, Alvin, I owe you a favor. But there is one thing I want to make clear. I don't quite know what they want to do, but I It's guaranteed that they don't know about the Hand.

Although the difference in the result may not be too big, but will it make you feel better?"

Alvin looked at this outstanding bastard. He knew how bad the environment in the sewers was before yesterday. Russell dared to break in alone and track down those mutated vampires. He was a good person.

But Russell personally and SHIELD are two different things. Even if he performs well, he can't erase the bad impression SHIELD has left on him.

Filling Russell's glass with wine, Alvin said: "I never deny your efforts in the world, but that is your duty. Innocent people should not die for this.

Man, what I dislike the most about you is that you always think that you are the center of the world and everyone must cooperate with you unconditionally.

Did you know that at least six police officers died trying to track down missing persons in the sewers? If you are willing to report it, a lot of people can be saved. "

Russell smiled helplessly, lowered his head and fiddled with the wine glass in his hand, and said: "SHIELD must be tough, it is the last line of defense in this world. So it is destined to do some outrageous things.

Alvin, you haven't seen what this world really looks like, otherwise you would understand some of SHIELD's practices.

Of course, this does not include the vampire thing, where I also feel that the one-eyed man has lost his mind. "

Alvin shook his head and said, "Actually, there's nothing to say. What belongs to SHIELD belongs to SHIELD, and the rest belongs to SHIELD." Alvin shrugged and spread his hands to Russell, indicating that he didn't want to interact with SHIELD anymore.

Russell nodded, drank the whiskey in the glass in one gulp, adjusted his somewhat disheveled suit, and left the restaurant with his head held high.

Alvin watched this outstanding cowboy in a suit push open the door of the restaurant, raised his head and faced the direction of the sun with a bright smile. It seems that everything doesn't matter, as long as the sun is there, you can have a good mood.

While helping Lao Cheng, Shangqi envied Russell. Although he could play well, but he was not as handsome as others, he felt that it would be a bit inferior.

In Matt's apartment, Stickman's left arm is tied with a plaster. He broke his arm in a fight with Splinter yesterday, and now he can only be a disabled person.

Directly opposite him sat an old gentleman wearing a smart suit. His full head of white hair did not make him look old, but made him look wise. His blue eyes were like the surface of a quiet lake, and nothing seemed to affect his calmness.

Matt was a little nervous. He had a knife pressed against his chin and stood against the wall.

The girl who controlled him with a knife was the girl he "kidnapped".

Matt was very nervous and said to the girl in front of him who was still wrapped in plastic wrap: "Be careful, don't damage the plastic wrap on your body. If something goes wrong, this room will not be able to accommodate anyone."