Druids in Marvel

Quietness soon returned to the school, and exhaustion would always urge those children to fall asleep quickly, no matter whether you were happy or sad.

Alvin is deliberately avoiding things that make him feel sad, otherwise nothing would make him walk out of school at this time. You know, he just successfully proposed today!

He is not God, he cannot protect everyone, and he has never regarded protecting everyone as his responsibility.

But when he actually encounters these things, as a person with an emotional heart, he still feels sad.

But when he is actually unable to do anything about these things, "escape" becomes his way to relieve himself.

This is not out of guilt, but out of a sense of powerlessness over the impermanence of life.

When sadness becomes unavoidable, I do something else to distract myself.

He can only hope that time will solve those unsolvable problems, otherwise what else can he do?

From this perspective, Ah Q does not seem to be as unbearable as many people say. Although this approach is not "tough guy", why bother himself?

Isn't "liaring yourself" sometimes also a kind of primitive psychological treatment?

When Alvin and Stark walked out of the school, they discovered that the silence in the school did not affect the carnival on the street outside at all. It turned out that there was really a place where sadness did not exist.

Death and separation have never been the themes of Hell's Kitchen. They seem to live unscrupulously forever and don't care what tomorrow will be like.

Wesley's face turned red and he was probably drunk. He and a group of gangster gunmen, encouraged by many girls with little cloth on their bodies and idlers who had nothing to do, started a pistol rapid-fire competition.

A crazy bikini girl was standing about twenty meters away from Wesley and the others, holding two beer bottles in her hands, waiting for the signal, ready to throw the bottles into the sky at any time.

Robert was like a harsh old father-in-law, staring at Wesley fiercely, ready to go up and teach him a profound lesson when he couldn't control his hands.

Wesley had a pair of handsome revolvers hanging on his waist. When he was drunk, he seemed to be a completely different person from his usual self. The shyness and unconfidence that usually never faded completely disappeared from his face.

In this chaotic moment, among those crazy gangster gunmen, Wesley looks like a superstar, glowing and hot!

Seeing Pluto grinning with his big gold teeth and waving banknotes to call on people around him to start placing bets, Alvin smiled and shook his head, walked to Old William's stall, and poured himself a glass.

He drank the whiskey in one gulp, then gave old William a thumbs up, and then called Stark, who came after him, to come over and have a drink together.

Stark frowned and picked up the best whiskey poured for him by the attentive old William. He smelled it for a while, and then the impatient Alvin grabbed the glass and clinked it.

"There is no so-called good wine here, only pure Scotch whiskey! Man, this is not a fancy restaurant, you have to let yourself be "crazy"!"

Alvin said as he drank another glass of whiskey, letting the slightly bitter almond aroma flow between his lips and teeth. He closed his eyes and felt it for a few seconds. He sighed comfortably, although he didn't drink out the final drink of Old William.

How good is a good whiskey, but the atmosphere and posture are right, right?

Stark accidentally discovered Dr. Banner sitting in a corner. He greeted Alvin and said with a smile: "I'll go talk to Banner!"

As he spoke, Stark glanced at the enthusiastic crowd around him in a funny way, and said with a smile: "They must not know that their lives are always unstable!"

Alvin waved his hand indifferently and said: "Maybe Dr. Banner is suitable for this place. At least no one here is afraid of him. That might make Dr. Banner feel more comfortable."

After saying that, Alvin ignored Stark who got up and left to find Dr. Banner. He turned to look at Peter, who had been standing beside him with a bitter look on his face, and said with a smile: "Mr. Parker, you have to give me a break."

The reason for your confinement!

It's half past twelve at night, and you're wearing your school uniform to attend the adult carnival. Don't you feel uncomfortable at all?

Where is your best friend Harry? Maybe you can find a good partner for your lockdown!”

Peter raised his head and sighed in distress, glanced at Eddie Brock beside him, and said to Alvin: "His name is Eddie Brock, and he said he wanted to talk to you.

He put in a lot of effort when the demons invaded a few days ago!

Principal Alvin, I really didn’t sneak out for fun, I just wanted to give Uncle Cheng and the others some food, and I just happened to run into Eddie so I stayed.

Oh, Harry stayed in school and didn't come out at all."

As he spoke, Peter looked at Eddie beside him with a grimace and said, "Man, I'm going to be in trouble, I can only do this for you!

Old Joey is a good man, and his legs are not good either. You have to work harder and control your "tenant"!"

Alvin looked at the familiar Eddie and said doubtfully: "We seem to have met somewhere, but I can't remember. Do you have anything to do with me?"

As he spoke, Alvin looked at Eddie's thick lips and seemed to have thought of something. He turned to look at Peter and said: "If the lame old Joey we know is the same person, then he may have killed more people when he was young than you know."

many."

Peter was stunned for a moment, looked at Alvin in disbelief and said, "Are you kidding? Old Joey looks very kind!"

Alvin shook his head in a funny way and said: "Maybe he is indeed very kind now, but it is really not a good habit to trust others easily in Hell's Kitchen!

Hurry back to school! Mr. Superhero!"

Peter hammered his head in annoyance, found Teji's position on his feet, and ran over, wanting to verify whether what Alvin said was true.

After Peter left, Alvin looked at Eddie with some dissatisfaction and said: "My location is easy to find, the Peace Hotel is usually open, there is no need to take advantage of a child.

I remember who you are. I don't think we are friends. Strictly speaking, I seem to have caused trouble for you.

Mr. Eddie Brock, if you have anything, please come to me, and don’t try to mess with Peter!”

Eddie smiled bitterly. He could feel Alvin's protection of Peter and his unkindness to him.

Although I don't have any bad intentions, I must understand that the domineering tenant in my body seems to have evaporated out of fear.

Looking at Alvin's serious expression, Eddie, who had been exhausted physically and mentally after experiencing the ups and downs of life, gave up on himself and sat down next to Alvin, poured himself a glass of whiskey and poured it into his mouth.

Looking at old William who was looking at him eagerly, he grinned with thick lips and said: "It's free, isn't it?"

Alvin looked at Eddie with some surprise. This was not the state of a person who had done something wrong. He waved to Old William that it was okay. Then he looked at Eddie who suddenly looked a little stubborn and said: "It seems that I

Is there any misunderstanding about you? But considering the relationship between us, if I really misunderstand you, then~

Now that I'm here, if you have anything you can tell me!"

Eddie was silent for a moment, felt a little disappointed, picked up the whiskey and poured himself another glass, then held the wine glass with both hands and said tiredly: "I lost everything, and then I came here.

You should know the reasons, but I don’t seem to hate you. I actually found these myself!

I had a very difficult time when I first came here. It was old Joey who helped me regain my confidence in life. He wanted to do something for future generations, so I also wanted to do something. I wanted to be a reporter again.

I've listened to a few of your speeches, and you're someone who really wants to change Hell's Kitchen, and I want to do something too.

People's fears and prejudices about Hell's Kitchen come from strangers. In fact, everything about Hell's Kitchen is very curious. It is actually a good way to let outsiders truly understand the people and things in Hell's Kitchen and to truly establish connections with the outside world.

.”

Alvin was stunned for a moment, pursed his lips and thought for a while, then said: "You should have lived here for a long time. If you really want to do something, I have no objection."

As he spoke, Alvin took a sip of whiskey, sighed, and said seriously: "I'll give you a piece of advice, please don't be biased before reporting anything, and look at the issues here fairly and impartially.

The most important thing is please don’t be impulsive or act on your own initiative, as a "pen" can do much more damage to a place than a "fist"."

Eddie was a little surprised by Alvin's nice words. A few minutes ago, he was telling himself in a threatening tone, "Stay away from that kid." Why did he change so quickly?

Eddie looked at Alvin, hesitated for a few seconds, and said tentatively: "I'm a little special, which makes me a little worried.

If I don't get your approval, it may be difficult for me to continue my work."

As Eddie looked at the busy street, the terrible gunman named Wesley was grabbed by the neck and beaten twice by a black man without any resistance. He was holding a small tree and vomited until he was black.

"I'm a little worried. I'm different from other people. There's a terrible "tenant" living in my body. I feel like I can control it, but I'm worried that if there is any misunderstanding in the future, it will definitely be very serious for me.

Oops!"

Alvin nodded in a funny way. He was beginning to like Eddie Brock a little now. At least his mind was clear, and he wanted to realize his ideals while helping Hell's Kitchen. He had no reason not to help.

Give him a handful.

Picking up the wine glass and clinking it with Eddie, Alvin smiled and said: "What are you worried about? Are you afraid that you will be killed? How scary are you?

Hell's Kitchen can accommodate a lot of terrible things, and I can responsibly tell you that you will definitely not be in the top five among these terrible guys!

As long as you don't look for trouble, no one will specifically target you, so why do you still worry?"

Eddie pursed his thick lips and said in annoyance: "Maybe my "tenant" is not as scary as that flaming skeleton, but his appearance is definitely not "kind" at all.

This thing can easily cause misunderstanding, so~"

Alvin looked at Eddie with interest. This guy had been describing himself as scary, even comparing himself to the Ghost Rider, but to be honest, Alvin didn't feel it at all.

"Why don't you ask your "tenant" to come out and let us meet him?"