Druid in Marvel

Misty felt that she might have made a wrong judgment about the people and the security situation in Hell's Kitchen.

Look at the attitudes of their colleagues, Michael and Scott, toward Alvin, including the Big Apple's top police chief, George Stacey. It all shows that Alvin is not a very bad person, at least not an enemy of the police.

Misty nodded stiffly and said coldly, "You'll see." After that, she turned around and walked out.

"Hey officer, you haven't told me where you got that hand made to order," Alvin shouted from the bar. "I really need to know."

Misty, who had a stiff attitude, couldn't stand it anymore. She said awkwardly, "Stark Industries' laboratory." and hurriedly left.

Michael looked at Alvin apologetically and said, "Sorry, Alvin, I didn't expect her to be so impulsive."

Alvin waved his hand and said, "It's nothing. Jessica still owes you a favor, but I'm afraid that your life will not be easy in the next few days."

Michael looked at Jessica, who was pretending to clean the table, smiled wryly, rubbed her ribs, which ached on rainy days, and said, "That's not her fault. I have forgiven her a long time ago. I have to go back." Just in case our new director is making trouble. Others here are not as easy to talk to as you."

Alvin looked at Michael and said seriously: "To be honest, Michael, you are a good person. But I think you should change your style. I have a hunch that your new director is a tough guy."

Michael smiled bitterly and said, "I hope being an errand here is a hard job." After that, he and Scott went out and chased Misty.

Surprisingly, Director George did not leave, but continued to sit at the edge of the bar, thinking about something.

Alvin ignored him, greeted Fudge and Matt, and said, "Guys, you are in for a treat. I made sweet and sour pork ribs and tomato stewed beef today. If you don't mind, I can heat them up for you."

"Of course, Alvin, my good buddy, I know you won't let me go hungry." Fudge shouted happily.

Alvin heated up the leftover lunch, made it into a rice bowl, and handed it to Fudge and Matt. Seeing how delicious they were eating, he said with a smile: "Man, you are lawyers, how can you be so miserable?" But really, why don't you go to other districts and find some commissions here? You can't support yourselves by taking commissions."

Fudge chewed the rice nonchalantly and said, "You don't know, Alvin, what we are doing now are the same jobs that gangsters did in the past. Paying wages to construction workers, fighting sexual harassment lawsuits for female employees, and fighting for the inability to receive pensions." People are suing insurance companies." He touched his mouth and complained: "Do you know these companies and employers are not afraid of us at all, but are afraid of gangs. To deal with us, they only need to spend money to hire a group of lawyers, and they can make us It’s a headache. But in the face of gangsters, they will pay politely, and even the victims can get more compensation. Last week, Old Harry’s salary was that I took your school’s driver Swag, disguised as a gangster, to Come back. This is easier than going to court."

Alvin was extremely impressed by Fudge's ability to ramble on, and said with a smile, "I mean you can take on some money-making commissions."

Fudge waved his hand and said: "We really don't have time. Our current cases have been scheduled for two months. Although they are not profitable." After speaking, he glanced at Matt resentfully, "The one that should make the most money is the previous one." S.H.I.E.L.D.’s compensation, but you are unwilling to sue them.”

Matt turned to look at Fudge and said: "What we are doing now is to make the residents of Hell's Kitchen start to believe in the law instead of relying on gangs and pistols to solve the problem, so that they can find law-abiding jobs elsewhere."

"Yeah, great saint, Mr. Matt Murdock, we're already a month behind on our rent. And you just gave a hot chick a free consultation. Man, if it wasn't for Alvin, we would have been broke last month As a lawyer, this will be a huge shame for my career." Fudge complained to Matt.

Alvin felt a little sympathetic to Fudge. It was indeed difficult to make money with a colleague like Matt. Alvin also knows Matt's nature. This guy is a truly good person. But the world is like this, good people often have a difficult life, while bad people live a luxurious life.

Thinking of this, that bastard Kingpin looked particularly hateful. Why, the dignified Daredevil is living like a poor family living on subsistence allowance, while you are a gang boss, drinking and having sex every day, and partying every night.

The key is that Matt's subsistence allowance is provided by Alvin, which is too much, and he has to find Kingpin, a bastard, to make him bleed some more. The kindergarten is about to open, but there are still a few school buses missing.

While Alvin was distracted at the stall, Frank came back dusty with travel, his gray overalls stained with white paint. He walked quickly to the bar and said to Jessica: "Hey Jesse, please give me a beer." Then he looked coldly at the silent George sitting at the edge of the bar. This person's temperament He didn't like it very much.

Frank's aura was very strong. As soon as he sat down at the bar, everyone gave way to both sides and stayed some distance away from him.

Jessica drank a glass of beer in disgust and stretched out her arm to hand it to Frank from a distance, as if there was a plague on him. Fudge and Matt silently moved to the dining table far away from him and continued to eat. Fudge, who was chattering, wanted to complain a few words, but after comparing his figure and temperament, he decisively shut his mouth.

Alvin knocked on the bar and said disgustedly: "Man, you fell into the pit. If you stay here for a while, there will be no living people in my restaurant."

Frank took a big sip of beer and said proudly: "I took care of the house next door, painted it myself, and I also fixed the damn sewer pipe. In such a broken house, the landlord who is like a fat pig still wants to talk to me. It’s $5000 a year.”

Alvin looked at Frank as if he were a fool and said, "If you have paid or not, I will ask Old Kent to talk to him. It will definitely be a lot cheaper."

Frank said proudly: "I paid 20000 US dollars, ha, it's a good deal."

Frank was downgraded from an idiot to a retarded person in Alvin's eyes. This is a group of people who need care, so he said softly: "I can introduce you to a lawyer, and he should be able to get some of your money back. The lawyer's fees can be quite good. Discount."

Frank looked at Alvin with contempt and said, "I'm not a fool. It's a good deal to buy the house next door for 20000 yuan."

Alvin looked at Frank in disbelief. He was not a person who knew how to bargain. No matter how bad the house was, it would not be less than $8. The public security here was not good, but it was also the Big Apple, wasn't it? He asked carefully: "Is the landlord still alive?"

Frank glanced at George, the only one who stayed at the bar, and said: "I drove away the gangsters who caused trouble in his supermarket for him, so that his supermarket could be sold at a good price. He gave me the house. A huge deal. Haha”

Alvin was even more worried now. This guy would not be soft on gangsters, and asked: "So, where are the gangsters? I was told that they left after you hugged them."

Frank drank the rest of the beer proudly and said, "I told them to get lost. If you have any questions, come to Alvin at the Peace Hotel." After saying that, he ignored Alvin's shit-eating expression, hummed a little tune, and went out to go back to his hotel. House, now he also realized that he didn't smell very good.