Druid in Marvel

The Manhattan Mecha War is over!

The few remaining vampires are no longer a problem to the police and soldiers!

The very angry New York police and the special forces soldiers who had been fighting in Manhattan drank themselves a glass of whiskey and prepared to work all night to find those vampires and kill them!

They don't need to search carefully. There are five big red dogs in the city now. They will lead them to find those vampires!

Sometimes they even just need to rush over to make up for a gun job. This is not a technical job, but a physical job! It's easy. People with sound limbs and normal brains can do it!

Al sent Ivan to Dr. Ethan. He dragged Dr. Ethan and muttered for a long time that one of Ivan's kidneys had been dug out, which was irreparable damage. .Al was able to save his life, but his gouged parts still needed to be treated.

This man is now the number one suspect in the murder of the President of the United States. He must keep this secret no matter what. Is there any other reliable doctor in the United States, Dr. Ethan?

After explaining the matter about Ivan to Dr. Ethan, Al drove the Ares 2 and walked towards the subway entrance where Director George was.

Ares 2 is now the number one star in Manhattan. Everywhere Al passes, citizens will applaud and cheer for him.

Every TV station has no shortage of reporters and cameramen who dare to work hard. What appears most frequently on televisions in America today is the picture of Al driving the Ares 2 and fighting those terrifying steel mechas!

Steve, Frank and JJ became famous. The three of them drove a pickup truck through the streets of Manhattan, beating vampires into ashes one by one and saving too many lives!

And these three guys are really in line with what American women want in men! Tall and handsome Steve, mature and cold Frank, passionate JJ, these three guys can almost beat down all the elderly women in New York!

Peter appeared in front of New Yorkers for the second time wearing a mask. The first time was in Brooklyn. At that time, he was wearing a green school uniform and a silly wrestler mask. This time he was wearing a waiter uniform and brought A black hood found in Frank's house.

Anyone who has paid attention to him in New York can feel that he is growing up. At least he has a job now!

The image of a master who wields two swords and fights vampire troops is also remembered. With the previous image of Peter as the foreshadowing, the waiter uniform of the Qi body seems to become mysterious!

Everyone is wondering which restaurant they are a waiter from?

The residents of Hell's Kitchen laughed "haha" and said, I know, but I won't tell you!

When Al walked to the subway entrance, he saw Chief George leaning on a police car with his arms hanging, smoking a cigar with a relaxed expression, and several young men in crisp suits surrounded him.

Judging from the smile on Director George's face, Al estimated that they were some higher-level flatterers!

Several soldiers on guard with guns saw the God of War 2 covered in gunpowder smoke, and couldn't help but salute him with a military salute. Today, it was this man who almost single-handedly knocked down those terrible steel mechas and saved this The economic core of the world, and hundreds of thousands of lives!

Al was stunned for a moment, took off the ferocious helmet of Ares 2, held it under his arm, and bumped fists with a few soldiers with his iron hands. All the people fighting on the front line today are doing well!

Al said with a smile: "You are all good, guys, just hang on. When all the vampires in the city are killed, there should be a grand celebration ceremony. Then we will have a drink together!"

A soldier took off his helmet, scratched the head of the pot lid, and said with a smile: "That is our honor, Mr. Tomahawk, can you sign your name for me? This will be a witness to my honor today! My son will be happy. madly!"

Al was stunned for a moment. He had never encountered someone asking for his autograph in his two lifetimes. Is he now famous?

The principal just sighed. After all, he is a person who has seen big events, and signing his name is really not a big deal.

Al laughed and said "disarm" to Angel. The God of War 2 made a mechanical sound that was very high-end, and quickly peeled off from Al's body.

Placing the helmet on the neck of the reassembled mecha, Al took the carbon pen handed over by the soldier, thought about it, and signed on his helmet "Heaven is on the left, warrior on the right!"

After finishing writing, Al looked at it, nodded with satisfaction, then patted the soldier on the shoulder and said, "Come on!"

After taking off his mecha, Al walked to a step and sat down easily. He took out a cigar from his pocket, lit it for himself comfortably, took a heavy puff, and exhaled gently to let in the aroma of the cigar. Spread between mouth and nose!

Looking at the busy crowd in front of him, Al suddenly felt a little tired. He had experienced too many battles today. Ever since he received Russell's call for help, he had not stopped fighting this day!

I glanced at the Ares 2 next to me, which had its auto-following function turned on. It stood there quietly, with both hands on the handle of "Famine" that was stuck on the ground, like a silent warrior! Al suddenly felt at ease! It is now the most powerful personal weapon in the world, and it belongs to you!

The soldiers and policemen consciously did not disturb Al again. They could see that Mr. "Tomahawk" needed to rest for a while!

In the distance, a few TV reporters who were not afraid of death wanted to break through the police blockade and break in to interview Al. Unfortunately, today's New York police cannot be offended.

The young man with the microphone and the oily face had just touched the policeman's shoulder. He was knocked down by a soldier next to him. Then, the tall and thick soldier put his knee on his waist and roughly handcuffed him!

The young reporter was so angry that he was struggling like a fat maggot on the ground, shouting, "I will sue you, you damn soldier, I will put you in jail!"

The New York policeman who had been helpless against the reporters just now walked up to reporter Nian and said in a deep voice: "Sir, this is still a combat restricted area. If you want to force your way into the restricted area, of course they have the right to arrest you.

And you are actually accusing a soldier who just fought and bled for the people of New York, and there are so many cameras behind you! Sir, your career is over! "

Only then did the reporter realize what he had just done. He turned around and saw that outside the cordon a few steps away, cameras from seven or eight TV stations were filming him.

Several colleagues holding microphones were reporting excitedly. Looking at them pointing at themselves with their fingers and looking disdainful, they probably couldn't be saying good things for themselves!

The young reporter's face suddenly lost all color, he rolled his eyes and fainted. This was the most effective escape method he could think of at the moment. It’s good that you didn’t faint even if you did anything at this time!

In today's New York, it is "politically incorrect" to have trouble with these police and soldiers. He made a stupid mistake. No matter how he explains it, it is useless!

Probably for the sake of authenticity, this man deliberately knocked his head to the ground. Although he "fainted", his calf was still throbbing in pain!

The police and soldiers are both veterans, how could they not see what this reporter is doing!

The soldier chuckled, walked over and held the young reporter by the waist, and walked to a temporary prison surrounded by trash cans next to the subway station. Some unlucky people who committed crimes today were imprisoned inside!

After throwing reporter Nian in, the soldier clapped his hands, turned around and walked back. When passing by Al, he saw Al looking at him strangely.

The soldier smiled "hehe" and said, "Hello, Mr. Tomahawk." As he said this, the soldier put his right hand on his chest to block other people's sight. He pointed at Director George and said, "That will be my new boss!"

Al suddenly realized as he watched the soldier walk to the other side away from the TV cameras, high-fiving and fist-bumping with all the police officers along the way! It seems that this guy will definitely be able to get along well in the New York Police Department in the future, because he handed over an excellent certificate of surrender before joining the job!

Director George dismissed the hard-covered sycophants, walked over to Al and sat down next to him. He sighed tiredly and said, "Thank you, Al. Without you today, Manhattan would be ruined!"

Al took a puff of his cigar, waved his hand, and said, "That's nothing! I didn't put in much effort. I just came here to see if there is anything else you need help with!"

Director George adjusted his injured arm and said tiredly: "There are still monsters in the sewer that have not been dealt with. I want to take this opportunity to eliminate them together this time!"

Al closed his eyes after listening and contacted the vines that he had placed in the sewer. He had always forgotten about the sewer. It turned out that four little turtles were in the sewer, carrying several car batteries on their backs and holding sunlamps in their hands, happily chasing down those ugly monsters.

The little turtles were his own people that Al had marked before, and the vines would not attack them. As long as they did not risk their lives and got in front of the poisonous flower vines, their lives would not be in danger.

These little turtles probably figured out the temperament of the vines and cooperated very well with them. Not many monsters were killed in the sewers of Manhattan!

Al was silent for a while, thought about it, and adjusted his collar with his hands to make himself look more formal.

Then he looked at Director George sincerely and said seriously: "Mario Brothers enthusiastically undertakes all kinds of sewer cleaning work, the charges are reasonable, fast and efficient!

Chief George, if you want to clean up New York's sewer monsters, please do consider our company.

If you agree, I can give you a discount for our first cooperation. The original price was 100 million, but now it’s only 80! what do you think? "

Director George was dumbfounded. He couldn't connect Al, who spoke like an insurance salesman, with the Ares 2 pilot next to him!

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