Druid of Marvel

The first shot of Alvin's retaliatory action, some of them ended.

When I returned to school, Old Parker called Dr. Ethan on a phone call and asked him to perform an operation on Colin.

Dr. Eisen is the one who knows what happened. He hates stupid women like Colin, but the morality of a doctor can make him choose to treat Colin.

I was just shocked by the process. Danny, who was always with Colin, was forced to go back by the old Parker's knife when he tried to talk several times.

Community school is so magical. When a person truly integrates himself here, he will make magical changes. There seems to be strange magic here. An old man like Parker would dare to yell at someone and pay a price.

When Matt left when the matter was over, he could feel Alvin's dissatisfaction with himself.

But he has his own creed of life, and sometimes he doesn't even recognize Alvin's way of doing things particularly. But Alvin was a friend, and Matt had never doubted that.

Uh ...............

Alvin walked a little bit in the streets of Hell's Kitchen. Frank and JJ didn't know what they had discussed and drove off the pickup truck.

Unconsciously, Alvin walked out of the Hell's Kitchen.

Just across a street, the entire community environment seems to have changed a lot.

It's daytime. On the streets of Brooklyn, people always have smiles on their faces. Some wandering artists perform hard at the roadside, hoping to have a good harvest. Moving vehicles will also slow down here, and drivers will open the windows and breathe fresh air.

Alvin looked back at the Hell's Kitchen just across the street. There seems to be always gray, and people are always alert to each other. Graffiti on the wall is always associated with death and fear. Passing vehicles always panicked as if escaping.

There is Alvin's first stop in this world. Although it is bad there, there is his root in this world. There he met friends and had family.

Alvin felt that he had to change his mind. He was impulsive before.

Old Parker was right, he really shouldn't kill her, although it would be very happy. But that would completely destroy those children, and watching their principal kill the only person who had warmed themselves, adults could n’t stand it, let alone those children! And this will also lose hope of retrieving the child who was sent away.

Colin couldn't die, she had to atone for her stupid things, not regret.

Alvin always thought he was a mature person, he thought he could calmly face everything.

In fact, Alvin didn't do it. Old Parker was fine. He seemed to be an insurance to lock the cruel and violent Alvin in the locker.

Alvin is the man with the gun in the crowd, but he doesn't want to make himself a man who is used to solving problems with guns. Such people usually don't end well.

Uh ...............

I walked around the streets in Brooklyn, and Alvin stopped at the door of a shabby boxing hall with a fenced door.

There is a very old and old song in it. Alvin doesn't know the name of the song, but the melody of the song Alvin likes it.

Alwin would be happier without the sound of that annoying fist hitting the sandbag.

Alvin walked to the door, knocked on the door, and wanted to ask what song it was or if the old record that was being played could be transferred to him.

It took a long time to knock on the door before a middle-aged bearded man with brown hair came over. His upper body was only wearing a khaki flight jacket, and his open clothes showed strong muscles.

Beard looked at Alvin across the fence door and said, "What are you doing? The door is closed here."

Alvin looked back at the sky and said to the beard: "I passed by here and heard the music inside. I like it very much. Can I go in and listen carefully?

Or can you consider transferring that record to me? I will give you a suitable price. "

Beard looked at this in amazement a little, with a well-dressed and good-looking Chinese. I did not expect that he still liked this kind of music. This gives him a little affection for Alvin, and always feels very kind to people who share common interests.

The beard pulled the fence door open, tilted his head, and signaled to come in.

Alvin rationalized the collar that made him uncomfortable and followed the beard into the boxing gym.

The boxing gym is very old, as if it has closed down. The fence ropes of a boxing ring in the center are missing two.

Bearded after Alvin came in, he pointed to an old record player next to the window and motioned: "You can listen, I don't know if anyone still likes the music of that time."

Alvin was a little excited, nodded with the beard, walked to the record player, and sat down on an old sofa.

Listening to the music played by the old record, Alvin completely relaxed himself, without worrying about wrinkling his suit. He shrank into the sofa to make himself slightly more comfortable.

Beard was a little curious about Alvin, but instead of interrupting Alvin to listen to music ~ www.ltnovel.com ~, he ran to find two bottles of beer and handed one to Alvin. Leaning on the window sill, looking out the window across an iron railing, wondering what I was thinking?

The old record was broadcast very quickly, and it took about 20 minutes to finish.

Alvin shrank on the sofa, satisfied aftertaste, satisfied, very comfortable, this is a good compensation for his bad day.

Bearded looked at Alvin with curiosity and said, "Few people like this kind of music. You are a special person."

Alvin said with a smile: "Man, I have to say that you have good taste and good music. You should come to my store when you have time. I have more than 150 old records, and I am generally It wo n’t be used to put it. If you go, I can make an exception to share it with you. As a reward for asking me to listen to music today. "

Beard looked at Alvin with a funny look and said, "It seems you really like it. Maybe I should consider giving you this record. It should find a master who understands it."

Alvin said with excitement: "Really? Maybe we should discuss a suitable price for it. Know that such records are rare now."

Bearded waved casually and said, "It doesn't matter, it's just a tool for me to recall my past. Someone suggested that I look forward, I think I have to try!"

Alvin thinks this must be a person with a story, maybe they can become friends.

Stretched out his hand and bearded, he said, "Thank you, my name is Alvin? Ye, you can call me Alvin, it's a pleasure to meet you!"

With a big beard, he grinned, exposed his white teeth, and said happily, "My name is Steve Rogers. You can call me Steve, and I'm glad to meet you!"