Druids in Marvel

Breakfast time at the Peace Hotel is always lively. As the time reaches around eight o'clock, in addition to the permanent residents of the restaurant, men and women who are not working at home will arrive here one after another.

Mills likes little Ginny very much. This man who doesn't seem to talk much can actually chat with the little girl for half an hour. In Alvin's opinion, this is close to the level of a super dad.

Sam sat at the bar, drinking coffee, teasing Mills with a smile, and said: "Man, Kenm is actually pretty good, she is the most educated girl I have ever seen.

You are getting along well now. You must not believe it. Sometimes I think it is a good choice for you to divorce, otherwise your occupational diseases will drive Lenore and Kem crazy.

Man, this is the 21st century and you need to put away your guilt and control so you don't have to shower your father's love on other people's daughters."

Mills ignored Sam's teasing. He just smiled helplessly, then took out a small luminous plastic ball the size of a table tennis ball from his pocket and handed it to little Ginny as a gift, which made the little girl clap her hands happily.

Alvin smiled and nodded to little Ginny who asked for his opinion. The little girl swallowed the last bit of sandwich in her mouth, grinned her little mouth full of ketchup, and said happily to Mills.

Thank you, then I took the plastic ball and shook it twice.

Seeing that this gadget kept changing colors, little Ginny jumped off the chair excitedly and shouted to Mindy who just walked in from the door: "Look, this must be the elf ball, this is where the elves live."

room."

Alvin watched the two little girls chattering together, grabbed Nick who was passing by, and covered his mouth.

Because the kid looked at Mindy with a look full of teasing, and he was shaking his head like a marijuana-smoked Caesar, ready to go up and cause some trouble.

This naughty kid who cares only about food and not about beatings must want to cause a tragedy again.

Alvin also couldn't figure out why this boy always had trouble with Mindy. Using this method that was close to self-abuse to attract girls' attention must be Frank's genetic inheritance. Well, yes, it must be!

Staring at Nick in warning, Alvin said threateningly: "Boy, there are guests in the restaurant now, can we enjoy breakfast quietly?

It’s actually very easy to get beaten, but it’s best not now!”

The controlled Nick waved his hands, like a street gangster, and kept making gestures that Alvin couldn't understand. It seemed that he wanted to express some complicated meaning, but this was not enough to impress the "cold" Tomahawk.

gentlemen.

"It seems that I need to master a new sign language to communicate smoothly with Mr. Custer, but don't worry, I need a helper now, and he needs to bake all the toast.

COME ON Man, it’s time to show what you can do!”

As he spoke, Alvin watched Nick stretch out a hand and flip it up and down twice, indicating that he could work, but he would need a reward of 20 yuan.

Alvin shook his head regretfully, made a firm 2 sign with his free hand, and then said: "2 yuan, this is my highest offer, otherwise you will stay in the restaurant washing dishes, I will

If you want to go to Stark's manor and have fun, this is an additional condition."

The mean boss Alvin looked at Nick and nodded in frustration. He smiled and let go of his hand covering Nick's mouth. He reached out and gave the wise young man a high-five, and then said with a smile: "Then let's make a deal, don't wait until breakfast."

It’s time to make trouble, otherwise all the conditions will be invalid!”

Nick looked at Mills who was sitting at the bar and looking at him with a smile. He frowned and thought for a while and said, "Oh, I remember you. You are the "fisherman" and you have a timid daughter.

The girl was so frightened by a small shark that she peed her pants.

Wow~ Is she okay? You should take her around here, we have a lot of ferocious beasts here, this will be good for exercising her courage."

As he spoke, Nick picked up Wilde, who was running along the floor. He lifted the little triceratops to his shoulders with some difficulty, then made a fierce expression and said, "We are all beasts. Remember to bring your daughter to visit."

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Well, as a local aboriginal, I think maybe she needs a qualified tour guide. For 20 yuan, your daughter can have my time for a day, how about it? Is it a deal?"

Mills was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the silly Wilde next to Nick's head with a strange expression. He leaned out funny and shook hands with Nick, and then said: "Kem was indeed a little timid in the past, but recently her

dramatic change.

Maybe I should take her here next weekend, after all, Hell's Kitchen is definitely more exciting than Europe or anything like that!"

As he spoke, Mills didn't know what he was thinking of. He looked at the outgoing Nick and the plump Wilde and said with a smile: "You have made this deal, Mr. Tour Guide."

Nick pointed at his own eyes, and then at Mills's eyes, imitating the black guys on the street, he hammered his ribs on the chest, and did a few fucking hip-hop moves. That means, you are very discerning!

Mills looked at Nick playing tricks with a smile, then looked at Alvin and said with a smile: "Is this your son? Your family is really hip-hop..."

That "appreciative" tone and expression made Alvin very unhappy. It was definitely not a good thing to say.

At this moment, Alvin suddenly felt that he should throw away all the Eminem and Diddy records he collected. What good would that do?

In the past, this was the lowest level of gangster culture. This kind of arrogant tone and gestures were to make others afraid. Now good kids are also starting to play hip-hop. What does this mean?

Hip-hop without that ruthless energy is just "dirty rap". When arguing, you put your hands on your head and use dirty words at others that others can't even hear. What's the use?

In the professional terminology of fighting, this is a barefaced show, purely for the sake of talking heads and trying to "convince others with dirty words." What the hell is this tactic?

The true street style should be to bend your knees and keep provoking with your head sideways, and then when the other person is not paying attention, go up and knock the opponent down like a cheetah ready to attack.

It's a pity that commercialization has destroyed the culture of black guys. No one is afraid of this anymore. In the past, all it took to grab a wallet was a few black guys surrounding the person and shouting with their claws and teeth.

If you do this now, people might think you are having an impromptu Freestyle battle with him. How stupid would that be?

Hell's Kitchen is really not suitable for this kind of commercial hip-hop. At least the people here know that if you don't have a gun on your waist, it's best not to be a scumbag with others.

Our little brother Nick's body and appearance are typical of a "skinny" player. Richard, who should be the most suitable hip-hop star, has always been serious.

Alvin glared unhappily at Nick, who was wagging his head and tail, and decided to teach him a lesson.

So this hip-hop dad, who usually never showed off his appearance, raised his hands in the "Swan Lake" hand gesture, shaking his hands as if he was cutting something, then he bent down and tilted his head sideways, chanting quickly

He performed an impromptu Freestyle, roared and spit on Nick's face, "Hey, hey, hey, Man!

If you're listening to Eminem's records,

I'll cut your tongue into pieces!

Those won’t get you into college,

Because that’s all black music!

White-skinned boy hip-hop will not scare people,

Wearing a suit will make the enemy's scalp numb with fear!

Hip-hop requires a bit of talent,

First of all, you have to be fierce, strong and behave abnormally..."

Nick was dumbfounded as Alvin taught him a lesson in the purest form of hip-hop.

Thinking about the words that he couldn't hold his tongue straight, Nick decided to forget his dream of hip-hop and try to become the boss of the Peace Hotel first, so that even if he failed in the battle, he could still scare the opponent. Now... forget it!

Nick looked at Alvin and muttered "Yeah yeah, you win, you win!" Then he walked to the stove a little frustrated and said to Richard who took the initiative to help: "Looks like he wants to

There is no hope of becoming the number one hip-hop person in the Peace Hotel. Do you think I still have a future in music?"

As he spoke, Nick looked back at the smiling Mills, and then said: "Fortunately, I negotiated a deal. With another 20 yuan, I can buy a second-hand PS4. Our good days are coming."

Already."

Richard smiled and glanced at the X-BOX that was still hanging on the wall, and said, "You must have underestimated Principal Alvin's ferocity. I guess it will soon be the next "hostage."

It's not that interesting. Why don't you buy yourself a pair of gloves and let's go boxing in Steve's basement?

This way at least you can have some room to fight back when Mindy beats you up."

Nick heard a disdainful "Ha~", and then saw Mindy looking at him. He hesitated and said, "I think judo might be more suitable for me..."

As the biggest supporter, little Ginny jumped on the bar to cheer for the hip-hop dad when Alvin was rapping impromptu.

When Alvin finished, the little girl looked like a qualified fan, shouting "Daddy is awesome~" and swooped towards Alvin.

Alvin quickly took two steps forward to catch this silly girl who always overestimated her jumping ability. Looking at the adoring expression on the face of the little girl in his arms, all the worries he had just moments ago melted away in little Ginny's sweet smile.

Nothing.

Gently pinched little Ginny's nose, listening to her imitate him, saying inarticulately "Yo, yo, hey...", Alvin wrinkled his nose and said "ferociously": "Is it Peter?

Did you lead him astray? I'm going to beat him!"

Little Ginny giggled with her hands in the shape of Peter spitting out spider webs, and made a "sssssssss" sound from her mouth, saying: "Peter is very powerful, let's beat Harry together, Harry is a crybaby, haha!"

Alvin rolled his eyes and kissed little Ginny on the face, then put her on the ground and motioned to go play with Mindy.

Seeing little Ginny running with her short legs to join Mindy, Alvin shook his head and smiled and looked at Frank who had just sat down at the bar with Shirley and said: "This is a filial girl who also knows how to beat people up.

When the time comes, I will find a soft persimmon for my father."

Frank, who was in a good mood and was greeting Mills, glanced at Nick who was playing with toast, didn't know what he thought of, and let out a long sigh!