Druids in Marvel

The community school stadium began to be filled with a happy atmosphere.

A group of seven or eight-year-old children, with their mouths full of fried chicken, sneaked up to the edge of the stage and peered at the pile of "Christmas wishes" piled up behind the stage.

Alvin looked at these silly boys in annoyance. The Waldorf Astoria Hotel had spent all his money, but the fried chicken cooked by the fat cook at the school was the most popular. How could this happen?

What do you want those French chefs to think of our community schools? What if they feel that the food they cook is not popular and they are passive in their work?

Go and eat those things like foie gras and caviar that I usually don’t dare to look at at their prices!

A little fat black man was probably the bravest among the children. He was elected by several children as a representative and came to Alvin.

"Principal Alvin, this, this, we are full, hehe~"

Alvin angrily punched Frank's ribs, then stared at the fat little black man with Frank's incomprehensible eyes, and said: "I don't think you are full, go and take a bite of the food made by those chefs with top hats.

Each person eats three things and then comes back and tells me what they taste like.

Santa Claus hasn’t eaten yet, so how can he have the energy to give you gifts?”

The fat little black man touched his bloated belly and said with some frustration: "Okay! Although Dad Deken's fried chicken is indeed delicious, I still want to try those weird things!"

As he spoke, the little black fat man made a gesture about the size of a coin, and said disdainfully: "Those things really don't look very tasty, only a little bit.

Three things, we only need to eat three things, right?"

Seeing the generous expression on the little black fat man's face, Alvin shook his head and smiled, touching the little black fat man's bald head, and said with a smile: "Give those fools some face, and then give them some advice.

Stop by and tell them that their stuff won't work in Hell's Kitchen!"

As he spoke, Alvin pointed to a few children who didn't dare to approach, and said with a smile: "You are all my representatives, go and rate the food made by those high hats, and let me know what I should eat later!"

Don't keep staring at Dekan's fried chicken, that stuff will make you fat like a ball.

The "Wolves" don't have enough manpower to begin with, so you are doomed. What will happen to our school when "Lightning" William and the others graduate?"

The little black fat man nodded with a sense of mission, looked at Alvin's eyes, hit his chest hard twice, and said: "Actually, the "landlord" of the team is my cousin, and we are not afraid of being fat.

We lost weight after taking a summer vacation.

But we listen to you, three things, right?"

As he said that, the little black fat man looked back at his friends and said in a leadership style: "Everyone is going to try three things, and we will find out which ones are good and tell the principal.

Those top hats are guests after all, and Deken will understand us!"

Alvin ignored the four SHIELD members who were approaching, looked at the backs of several boys jumping away, shook his head and looked at Frank with a smile, and said: "Should I be happy or unhappy?

It’s actually quite interesting, but why do I feel so unhappy?”

Frank was in a good mood. He smiled uncharacteristically and said, "You are starting to think too much. How many things have you eaten there now?

This is a good thing, when they get used to "hardship", every harvest is a enjoyment, that's what you said!"

Alvin burst out laughing after hearing this. He lightly hammered his head twice, then hammered Frank's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Why did you interrupt my "sensation"?"

In fact, what I think is that the unlimited supply of fried chicken in Dekan is a bit excessive. What will happen if all the students in our school are fat in the future?

Are we going to let them all work as programmers in the future? It is said that programmers nowadays are starting to go to the gym and get rid of their left and right hands!"

Frank ignored Alvin's nonsense. He patted Alvin on the shoulder, signaled and walked away.

Coulson and the others have been waiting here for a few minutes. He is afraid that if he stays here, he will not be able to help but want to kill them. Although this has nothing to do with them directly, it is indeed SHIELD who has made a big mistake this time.

The death toll that Frank saw with his own eyes was in the hundreds.

This is just Hell's Kitchen. The entire New York, the entire United States, and the entire world have suffered immeasurable losses due to their mistakes.

Frank is a very hard-hearted person. He doesn't care too much about how many people die, but if he has the opportunity to kill those "culprits", he certainly won't mind!

Is it a problem for "The Punisher" to take out someone who's involved?

He was unhappy for a long time that Loki left the earth alive!

"It's God's business to forgive you. I'm only responsible for sending you to see him!"

Frank Custer is the most steadfast practitioner of this sentence, and most of the time he does so without hesitation. It has nothing to do with whether you are a "good person" or not.

"If you make a mistake, you deserve to die!"

This is the truest thought in Frank's heart, but now his family has tied his hands and feet, and happiness has become the strongest rope, tying him tightly.

The old executioner changed from a killer to a guardian. He had to restrain his minions and act as the director of the disciplinary department of the community school.

This doesn't quite fit his true character, but he seems to be enjoying it now!

Alvin looked at Russell with a smile and said with a smile: "You seem to be in pretty good condition. Forgive me for not inviting you. Do you need me to make up a reason?"

Russell shrugged his shoulders indifferently, handed Alvin a bottle of beer, then sat down on the rostrum next to him, and said with a smile: "I don't care, after all, there is no whiskey here, and I also came in, and...

Witnessed your good deeds!

Your restaurant is not going to put my face on it and tell me, "No service," am I right?"

Alvin picked up the beer and touched it with Russell, and said with a smile: "There is whiskey just outside the school gate. This is the territory of students and teachers.

Let the bad things stay outside the school!"

As he spoke, Alvin stood up and bumped his fists with Hawkeye, then shook hands with Colson and said with a smile: "Now that the matter is basically over, will you go to Africa to continue your actions?"

Coulson smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "It may take a while. Our energy still has to be focused on third world countries. In fact, Africa is the hardest hit area, but the country called "Wakanda" has done it for us.

It’s a lot of pressure to bear.”

When Colson said something, he seemed to have thought of something. He shook his head bitterly and said, "We didn't know there was such a powerful country in the world. Maybe our vision in the past was indeed a bit narrow.

We don’t seem to know everything as much as we think!

Wakanda! We always thought it was just a tribe in need of UN assistance!”

Alvin waved his hand indifferently. He felt that these had nothing to do with him. In times of crisis, wouldn't it be natural for everyone to contribute?

What most people should do at this time is to cheer for joy instead of lamenting that there is more power than they expected.

Of course, this is determined by location and does not depend on personal will. Coulson and the others have their considerations, but that is not within Alvin's consideration.

"Why are you here? If there are other things besides "blessings", I think you'd better come to my restaurant to find me another day. Today is a celebration for teachers and students.

Of course, I did some unplanned things and they definitely understood!”

Colson touched his increasingly thinning hair, glanced at his friends, and then said to Alvin: "Our original plan was to send blessings, you saved the world!

I don't know where that strange spaceship went, but I know it must have been a fierce war.

I don’t represent anyone, I just represent myself to say to you, “Well done”!”

Alvin smiled and shook his head, and said helplessly: "Your plan seems to be completed. You can go have a drink outside the school. I'll treat you!"

As he spoke, Alvin stopped what Colson wanted to say. He pointed at the gang bosses who had begun to leave and the happy children, and said with a smile: "I don't want to hear anything you didn't plan.

If you think I went a little too far, I can apologize!

Harvey is your man, if anything happens in the future, just ask him to tell me directly, this will reduce a lot of conflicts between us!"

Natasha took a look at Colson who was still about to speak. She nodded to Alvin and said in a sexy husky voice: "Well done! If there is any misunderstanding between us, I think it can be ended now."

.

Do you need me to apologize to you? After all, our first two meetings were not very pleasant!"

Alvin laughed dryly, spread his hands, and said: "I don't care, I didn't suffer any loss anyway!"

Natasha pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, wrinkled her beautiful eyebrows, and asked: "I've always had a feeling that you seem to have known me for a long time.

Our second meeting was not a pleasant one, but as you said, you didn't suffer. Why do I always feel that you are very prejudiced against me?"

As she spoke, Natasha looked at Alvin, who had a slightly strange expression, and said with a smile: "Don't deny it, your attitude towards Barbara Moore and me are completely different.

Can you tell me why?"

Alvin laughed awkwardly, took a sip of beer and said, "I just, um, how old are you? I always think of your age every time I see you.

After all, Steve has been sleeping for 70 years, and you definitely haven’t, which makes me feel a little awkward when I see you, that’s all!”

Natasha's eyes widened and she looked at Alvin in disbelief and said, "Where did you get the news? I was born in 1984 and am 25 years old. Why do you associate me with Steve?"

Just because I’m nicknamed ‘Black Widow’ doesn’t mean I was actually a widow!”

Alvin was stunned for a moment and asked curiously: "Aren't you a super agent from World War II? Like a super spy from the Soviet Union or something like that?"

Natasha looked at Alvin funny and said, "What kind of medicine do you think can help people survive from World War II to the present and still look like me now?"

Alvin shrank his neck awkwardly, looked at the sexy Natasha carefully, frowned and said: "Don't try to lie to me, the assistant coach in our school is over 2000 years old, and he still looks like a big fool."