Druid in Marvel

Al has always been very straightforward in doing things. Now that he has decided how things should be done, there is nothing to hesitate about. .

The appointment with Erica's kidnapper was to meet the day after tomorrow. Al decided to find a boat to go to the small island called Jani today.

If the people who captured Barney and Erica were really a group of people, it would be easy to handle. They would first rescue the people, and then kill their kidnappers, and the matter would be over! I can still enjoy it here for two days. The sea water in New York is like waste water in the gutter.

As for what twists and turns and conspiracies there are in this matter, well~ what does that have to do with me?

Al simply thought that they had tied up Erica and invited him to have a talk. Although their attitude was very polite, they did not really want to treat him to dinner.

At most, after you find them, find the one who spoke politely, have a chat with him, chop up the remaining bad guys, and the matter is over! How nice!

………………

Baron Straker changed into a pair of linen casual shorts and a shirt, lay on a beach chair under a coconut tree, and said to an elite-looking young man sitting next to him on the beach chair: "James, shut down Braga." Get up, he's become a problem now. There are actually two waves of CIA and FBI undercovers among those speedsters. I can't believe you have such stupid subordinates."

James Morrow, wearing a suit and leather tie, sat on a beach chair with his back straight under the strong sun in a temperature of over 30 degrees Celsius.

Not daring to wipe the sweat from his forehead, Morrow said carefully: "Then what should we do with those people? Some of them seem to be friends of Erica."

Baron Strucker took a comfortable sip of the coconut juice next to him and said with a smile: "This place is useless, I'm going to give it up. Let the affairs here remain between the CIA and the drug dealers.

When Principal Al comes, I will talk to him and we will decide whether those people live or die based on the results. "

Moro nodded respectfully and said, "Can we keep Braga? He is a very rare mutant, otherwise he will never be able to come back alive.

And boss, isn’t it a bit too risky for you to meet this Principal Al in person? "

Baron Strucker glanced at Moreau, waved his hand with some contempt, and said: "Braga's ability is not worth mentioning. Compared with what we can get from Al Shen, Braga is really nothing!"

Baron Strucker glanced at Moreau and said, "I'm not in any danger. If the negotiation with Al doesn't result, I'll let the fifteen superhumans take action. This is a good opportunity to test their abilities. Manhattan Tomahawk~~ He is very powerful, but there are ways to deal with it!"

Moro nodded and said: "I understand, I will arrange things!"

Baron Strucker nodded with satisfaction. He likes smart people, but sometimes Moreau is a little too smart and still thinks he is smart.

Baron Strack looked at Moreau, who was feeling a little more relaxed, and said: "Morrow, you have to know that you have done a stupid thing, and it is a pity that those people in New York died at the hands of those in New York!

Of course, that is not entirely your responsibility, but I hope you can carefully look at the target's information before doing anything in the future, and clearly distinguish what kind of means to use against what kind of people.

The world is changing, and for many capable people today, the set of practices you inherited from CIA no longer work! "

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Al and Fox were very efficient, because his rich girlfriend directly paid for a 70% new speedboat, and the two of them bought some food and water and set off.

Ivan was left on the island, and he would act as a backup force. Although he was reluctant, this was an alternative date for Al and Fox. You have to understand!

Al wore the cool tactical glasses gifted by Stark and stood in front of the rudder, comfortably controlling the direction of the speedboat.

This thing is so easy to drive. There are not a few ships in the empty sea. You just need to follow the navigation direction and keep driving.

Fox, wearing a pair of large sunglasses, stood next to Al. She feels very happy now, living with Al and opening a flower shop. But it’s not as real as the feeling of fighting side by side with your lover!

Fox was never a weakling, and Al protected her too well.

Across the fierce sea breeze, Al shouted to Fox: "I think it's very exciting now. We can give ourselves a nice group name, such as Al and his wife. We are going to go on a killing spree. We have to be here." Leave your name!"

Fox was stunned for a moment, then suddenly hugged Al's waist, buried his head in Al's back, and laughed so hard that his whole body was shaking!

The speedboat driven by Al made several S-shapes on the sea, and then slowly slowed down.

With a backhand slap on Fox's butt, Al turned around and said with a smile: "Don't be like this, I'm a newbie. We almost capsized just now. If you have anything happy to say, tell me and let me be happy too!"

Fox rolled his eyes at Al charmingly, ignored Al, and buried his head on Al's back again, enjoying this rare world between the two of them.

Al considerately slowed down the boat and took a look at the navigation. The location here was still more than 20 kilometers away from the Jani Island. The rudder deflected slightly, and the speedboat deviated from the navigation route.

Since Fox liked it, Al felt that she should make her happy feeling last longer. As for that Barney, well~he probably won’t die later.

Al summoned crows and asked them to fly to Jani Island for reconnaissance, and then he drove the speedboat in a happy circle on the calm sea.

I don’t know how much time passed, but the sky gradually darkened. Fox looked up from behind Al and saw Al holding on to the rudder with a serious look on his face, but the speedboat didn't move.

Fox stood on his tiptoes and kissed Al's neck, making him shiver, and asked with a smile: "What's wrong with us? Why doesn't the ship move?"

Al looked back at Fox seriously, pointed at the simple dashboard in front of him, and said: "If this represents the amount of oil, I guess we are out of oil. Beauty, I know I am handsome, but you are obsessed with I took too long and I ran out of gas going in circles.”

Fox, who was in a great mood, chuckled, kissed Al on the lips, and said with a smile: "There is spare diesel in the back, you can go and refill it. It is true that I wasted time, I'm sorry!"

Al glanced at Fox and said seriously: "Do I look like someone who will refuel a speedboat? I can't even find its refueling port."

As he spoke, Al patted the dashboard and said, "This is different from a car. There is no fuel tank switch or anything like that. I don't know how!"

Fox was stunned for a few seconds, looking at Al's serious face, and suddenly started laughing loudly. As if he had taken the wrong medicine, Tu held Al's cheeks with both hands and gave him a wet kiss.

Al smiled and enjoyed it, gently pushed Fox's shoulder, and said: "Can you work hard? If you don't know how, I will call Ivan. Although you will be laughed at, it is not a big deal. ,right?"

Fox finally stopped laughing and touched the corners of his eyes, as if blaming Al for causing crow's feet from laughing.

Then with a gentle hammer on Al's waist, Fox turned around and walked to the back of the speedboat, and skillfully found a fuel port from the bottom of the rear deck.

Pointing to the oil drum tied next to him, Fortes said teasingly: "Hurry up and get the oil, Principal Al, ha~"

Al didn't care about being laughed at by Fox. How big of a deal could being laughed at by his girlfriend be?

If you don’t understand, you don’t understand. There’s nothing to be ashamed of. If you know it this time, won’t you know next time? Refueling is not like changing oil, it’s not complicated at all!

After refilling the speedboat with fuel, Al and Fox took a short rest, sitting side by side on the edge of the speedboat, watching the sun gradually set over the sea.

Al waited until Fox sighed with satisfaction before setting off again. The crow had already scouted the terrain, and Al only needed to follow the guidance and find an uninhabited place to dock.

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