Druid in Marvel

Natasha put on a shy smile, looked at Fugelinilson in front of her, and reached out to take his business card. He said gratefully: "Thank you. I don't know these two big dogs are so vicious. Why do they want to attack me?"

Just as Fudge was about to speak, the blind young man next to him poked his lower back with a guide stick and urged: "We have to hurry up, Alvin only makes 50 sizzling steaks a day, and we won't be able to eat it if it's too late. "

Fudge, who was reminded, nodded quickly and said: "Yes, yes, we have to hurry up, sorry miss, we have to catch up on our late dinner." After speaking, he quickly opened the door and called to the blind young man, "Hurry up, Ma." Damn, I don’t want to miss Alvin’s sizzling steak.”

Natasha, who was ignored by two young people this time, felt very strange that many things today were a little different from what she thought. But this made her even more curious about what kind of place it was.

There are two giant wolves blocking the way at the door, so forcing a way is obviously not a good idea. But as an agent, there are always many ways. Natasha took out her mobile phone and made a call. She said in a panicked voice: "Hey, 911? I'm in Hell's Kitchen, Block 34. There are two giant wolves here. They seem to be attacking me. Please come and save me quickly."

About 15 minutes later, a police car drove over and two police officers got out of the car. A middle-aged policeman first walked up to Natasha and asked: "Miss, did you call the police? Where is the giant wolf you mentioned?"

Natasha was surprised that the middle-aged policeman in front of her actually ignored the giant wolves in front of her and ran over to ask her if she didn't see the young policeman running to say hello to the two giant wolves.

Natasha frowned and said doubtfully: "Aren't those giant wolves? They almost attacked me when I tried to enter this restaurant just now." Then she pointed at the two giant wolves that were trying to drive away the young policeman impatiently.

The middle-aged policeman smiled after hearing this and said: "Those are not giant wolves. These two are the pet dogs of the owner of the Peace Hotel, which are registered in our police station. They have never had a history of attacking people at will. As for Why do they want to attack you? Well, maybe there is some smell stuck on your body." As he said this, he looked at Natasha thoughtfully, and the old policeman smelled an unusual smell from her body.

Natasha said "Oh" and said: "Then if I want to go in, the two police officers won't watch me being attacked by these two, um pets, right?" She said in a meaningful way He looked at the middle-aged policeman.

The middle-aged policeman who had some guesses about Natasha's identity said with a wry smile: "Of course you can go in. I guarantee that Sol and Dom will not attack you. But I have to remind you that the boss here, Alvin, is a good man."

Natasha smiled noncommittally and ignored the warning in the middle-aged policeman's words. She raised her chin slightly to indicate that she wanted to go in.

In the restaurant, there are only 6 dining tables and 2 booths against the wall. It was already full by now. Fudge and Matt found two seats at the bar and sat down.

"Matt, why were you walking so fast just now? It's rare to meet a beautiful woman here. I forgot you can't see it." As soon as the fat man Fudge finished speaking, he noticed a slim and delicate girl at the bar with a hand on his hand. He was holding two glasses of lemonade and was about to place them in front of the two of them. But after hearing Fudge's words, one of the glasses was handed to a boy sitting in a wheelchair and reading a book at the bar. The boy grinned with two front teeth missing and said, "Thank you, sister Jessica." Another cup was placed in front of Matt, and the girl tapped the cup thoughtfully, making a "ding" sound. He reminded Matt: "Your lemonade and sizzling steak will be a little later today, please wait a moment." After that, he glared at Fudge, turned and left the bar, and went to pay for a table of guests who were about to leave.

Fudge shouted in protest, "Hey Jesse, you can't do this. Why don't you give me a drink." Then he turned to look at the little boy at the bar, "Hey, man, that glass of lemonade in your hand should be Mine, if you give him to me, Mr. Fudge Nelson will write you a letter of praise.”

The little boy made a face at Fudge, picked up the lemonade, imitated the way people on TV drank red wine, swung it, smelled it, and then took a small sip of it happily.

The good-tempered Fudge showed his teeth and claws in a funny way, threatening the little boy. The big one and the little one started playing across the bar.

Matt smiled and shook his head, feeling helpless and amused by Fudge's heartlessness.

In the deepest part of the bar, against the wall, there is a stove with ten small burners. Alvin was wearing an apron, with his back to the bar, looking after ten sizzling steaks being cooked at the same time. He said without looking back: "Fudge, if you are disturbing our Mr. Nick Custer's study, you can say goodbye to today's dinner. Our Mr. Custer only got a D in math yesterday."

"Hey Alvin, we agreed not to tell anyone." Nick waved his arms and shouted in protest.

Alvin didn't look back and said jokingly: "Yes, we agreed that you would finish your homework quietly in the room today, but you came to the dining room again."

Nick said with a guilty conscience: "You went out just now. Sister Jesse was alone. I wanted to come and help." After thinking of something, he raised the book in his hand and shook it: "And I was reading just now." I tried to act like I was working hard.

"Yes, Mr. Custer, who loves reading, can the Batman in the book teach you how to get an A?" After saying that, he picked up a prepared sizzling steak with a special iron clip and placed it on a pine tree. on the tray. He picked up the tray with one hand and placed a steak on a rack on Nick's wheelchair. "Boy, go send it to Old Stan, talk to him about Batman, and see if you can get a tip."

"Alvin, you can't do this. Nick is still a child and he just doesn't have any academic talent. You can't force him, it will only make things worse." Fudge protested to Alvin, but Nick gave him a big eye roll.

"Fudge, are you talking to a Chinese about how to educate children?" A fat white man who was also sitting at the bar waiting for his meal put one hand on his chin, causing the fat on his chin to overflow to both sides, making his cheeks particularly bloated. . Fatty Bai looked at Alvin's busy back in awe, and continued to flatter him, "You know, Chinese children are very good at school. My old school teacher also said that Chinese people know a kind of witchcraft and can Make children extra smart.”

Fudge didn't seem to like this fat white man, and said in a sarcastic tone: "Sharif, why can I only see you on this day of every month? What are you waiting for? What are the benefits here? Let the famous Sharif garage owner... On this day of the month, am I sitting here obediently just for that steak?"

"Hey, Fudge, you have to show some respect to me." Sharif shouted angrily, until nothing more extreme could come out of his mouth. Anyone familiar here knows that the boss Alvin hates other people using bad words, especially when there are children.