Druid in Marvel

The atmosphere in the bar was very depressing. Everyone was silent, waiting for Alvin and Kingpin to see who would speak first.

Alvin never wanted to cause trouble with these gangsters, so he glanced at the sexy blonde not far behind Kingpin, who was standing against the wall and playing with a beautifully crafted iron ruler. She is the girl that blind Matt has been thinking about. Now she works for Kingpin.

In order to lighten the atmosphere a little, Alvin took out two cigars from his coat pocket and handed one to Kingpin. Clark, the host, was very discerning and presented a beautifully designed lighter.

Alvin lit the cigar, took a puff, let the aroma of the cigar swirl in his mouth, and slowly exhaled it. Smoke filled the space between the two of them. Alvin smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, Kingpin. I told you on the phone that today's matter has nothing to do with the territory."

Kingpin breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he wasn't here to grab territory, everything else was no big deal.

"Alvin, you just arrived at the dock area the night before yesterday and cleared out a smuggling warehouse in Ranshef. Today you brought your big dog to 27th Street. It's hard not to misunderstand."

Alvin looked at Kingpin playfully. This guy cared about him very much. He knew it when he rarely went out at night. Seeing the ugly expressions on other people's faces, they were still in the dark and really thought it was the police. There was only an old Eastern European man with gray hair, looking at Alvin angrily and fiercely.

Ignoring the old man's eyes, he looked at Kingpin and said, "I said I was going to do a magic trick. Do you want to see it? It's very exciting."

Kingpin frowned and said: "What do you mean Alvin, be direct."

Alvin smiled and said: "Tell the fool of yours who has the target paper tattooed on his head to take a few people and follow my big dog to catch someone and come back. I will explain it to you." He took another puff of cigar. , very relaxed, with his hands spread out on the back of the long chair, "Oh, remember to bring a big trash can, put it in and bring it over, that thing is afraid of the sun."

The sexy beauty burst out laughing when she heard Alvin's description of Bullseye. Sometimes she doesn't like Bullseye that crazy guy.

Alvin heard her laughter and winked at her. This girl was indeed his type, with a hot figure and a straightforward personality. It's a pity that he is the sweetheart of the blind and poor Matt. Alvin is very loyal, so he doesn't care about it anymore.

Others don't dare to laugh at Bullseye, because he is indeed a madman.

Kingpin ignored Bullseye's angry expression and told him to do as Alvin said.

The angry Bullseye glared at Alvin, went out to find a few men, dug out a trash can in the back alley, and set off with the three ghost wolves who had been eager to try. The target was not far away, just on this street.

The atmosphere calmed down, and the gang bosses dragged the bar owner out. One of them ordered a strong drink early in the morning and started chatting. However, the content of the chat was very inconsistent with their identities.

"My boy actually got an A in the exam yesterday. Can you believe it, man? Their teacher called me and asked me to help him consider choosing a college. No one in my family has ever gone to college, and my son actually got it on his own. I can pass the exam."

"My boy is on the football team. Did you go to the game last week? Six touchdowns. My son has three. Yesterday, someone called me. The coach of Texas A&M University called me and asked me to take my son. He visited the school and said he could provide a full scholarship. I told him to get out of here. What kind of school is A&M University? Do you want my son to drive a tractor? Am I the one who lacks tuition fees?"

Those who have children at home and have good grades are always showing off there. If your child gets bad grades, you bury your head in drinking and decide to show off to your naughty child when you go back. Damn it, if your grades are bad, I won’t be able to chat with anyone when I go out.

Kingpin's subordinate Bullseye was very efficient and came back in less than half an hour, but his face looked very bad.

Looking at the trash cans placed in the bar lobby, Alvin motioned to the bar owner to turn on the lights, close the doors and windows, and draw the curtains.

Jin Bin's two men pressed the lid of the trash can. Bullseye held a few darts in his hand and stared at the trash can eagerly. He was obviously frightened.

Alvin looked around, took down a Viking-style hand ax used for decoration from the wall of the bar, and waved it around. Well, the craftsmanship was average and the weight was okay.

Chongjin raised his eyebrows and motioned for his two men to get out of the way.

The vampire in the trash can was seriously injured by the ghost wolves, but as soon as the pressure on the bucket lid was released, it jumped out instantly and pounced on Alvin, the only one who seemed to be a threat.

Alvin is not very good at fighting, but he despises the tricks of these vampires. Jumping in the sky and flying attacks look very fierce, but you can't dodge them.

The hand ax was not held properly and he swung the ax fiercely on the vampire's face. Half of this unlucky vampire's face exploded completely, and one eyeball was shot out. The tattered facial muscles could not cover half of his gums without teeth.

The vampire that flew over rolled twice in the sky and hit the ground heavily with a "bang". The hearts of the gang bosses in the bar also jumped heavily.

Alvin held a cigar in his mouth, stepped on the back of the struggling vampire, smiled ferociously at the bullseye staring at him, held an ax in both hands, and slashed hard at the vampire's waist.

Shaking his head, Alvin was not too satisfied with the result. After all, the hand ax was a handicraft and was not sharp enough. It did not completely cut off the vampire, but only cut off half of its waist and spine.

Everyone present shuddered and had a new understanding of Alvin's danger.

The vampire with his spine cut off lay on the ground, dragging his tattered internal organs and struggling painfully. Alvin stepped on its back to prevent it from running around. He took the cigar out of his mouth with his left hand and blew out a thick smoke dragon.

He looked around at the flustered gang bosses at the scene and said with a smile: "Look, this is the magic I'm talking about. Do you like it?"

Everyone looked at Alvin's feet. Half of his face was missing, half of his waist was broken, and he was still struggling. It looked like something that was not human at first glance. I felt chills in my heart, "What the hell is this?"

Kingpin still had a strong psychological quality. He came closer, observed it carefully, and said, "Is there a lot of this thing in Hell's Kitchen?" Then he stamped on the vampire's right hand that was waving randomly, stamping its right hand completely to pieces. Look at this. The vampire, who was still struggling and howling, trying to say something with his leaky mouth, gave a ferocious laugh, and used the thick cane in his right hand to backhand the other side of the vampire's chin that was still intact. Even if this vampire survives, he will have to eat through a tube in his next life.

Alvin looked at Kingpin with admiration. He was an outstanding villain, calm, determined, and cruel.

"This thing is a vampire. It only comes out at night and makes a living by sucking human blood. There are many of them. I can't control other places. I must kill all these things in Hell's Kitchen. They have fatal weaknesses. Silver weapons and Sunlight."

As he spoke, he motioned to the bar owner to open the curtains. When the sun shone on the vampire, everyone saw it. It was like a ball of dry toilet paper, which was ignited from the inside out and turned into a little fly ash.

Alvin likes it very much, very environmentally friendly

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