Druid of Marvel

avily, “Of course, there is no problem! I graduated from LA.”

Alvin was a little moved when he watched the iron-blooded man carefully go upstairs with a plate of pizza like a crappy waiter. This was the power of family love, it can turn a murderous iron man into a caring father.

“Hey, buddy, I think it’s a good idea to bring a drink.” Alvin let out a shout.

Frank, who was already very nervous, took a step forward and almost stepped into the air. He turned his head and glared at Alvin fiercely, then quickly went downstairs to grab another glass of lemonade, and harrumphed fiercely at Alvin with a little embarrassment. Gathering up his courage again, he started going upstairs.

Alvin was not afraid of this guy.
Somebody who wanted to work under him, wouldn’t dare to stab him. He just couldn’t bear to not make fun of this guy who was extremely worried and was about to collapse.

Now that Nick’s father was here, today was a good day with double the happiness, so let’s get done with the outside affairs! Those bastards were probably also anxious.

Alvin knocked on the wine glass, and the glass made a crisp “ding” sound. Everyone in the restaurant quieted down after hearing this.
Alvin smiled and said, “Two good things happened today.
One is that I have a daughter now, and everyone should know about it already.
There is one more thing when the matter outside is settled, I will announce it.
Guys, don’t leave, the drinks are enough for today, but my waiter is busy, and I need two volunteers to entertain the guys on site.”

Two young people rushed out soon, and the two looked at Alvin in admiration, waiting for his orders.

Alvin pointed to the beer keg in the bar, “Guys, it’s yours!” After speaking, he high-fived the two young men and bumped fists.

He rejected old Kent’s idea of ​​taking a few buddies with him. One of his principals was when out to talk to the guardians of the students, he couldn’t do anything like an underworld negotiation. Only JJ followed with an M500 pinned to his waist.

At the door of the restaurant, the black boy Jason was about to collapse, sitting on the chair like sitting on needles, and there was a suspicious pool of water under the chair. Seeing that Alvin finally came out, he tried to speak several times but the words were forced back down the throat by Sol’s knife-like eyes.

On the opposite side of the road were several garish muscle sports cars. The Black Bear looking-like strong man was surrounded by a dozen gangsters.

Alvin gestured to JJ, JJ whistled at the opposite side to attract the other party’s attention, waved to them, and signaled them to come over to talk.

The strong man crossed the road surrounded by his subordinates, and he was looking at the guy on the opposite side at the same time. The age should be pretty young, probably no more than 30 years old, and he looked like nothing special, jeans, plaid shirt, gray coat, and he looked like a northern red-neck farmer. Right now he was lighting a cigar with the help of a strong black man like a bodyguard.

But the whole of Hell’s Kitchen knew that it was this peasant-like guy who drove out all the gangsters in the three neighborhoods. Kingpin, the underground boss of New York, also had to negotiate with the other party politely, and the result of the negotiation was that all of Kingpin’s forces honestly withdrew from these three blocks.

Black Bear didn’t know the details of Alvin, why was Kingpin afraid of him? However, being able to get into his position and not be killed, there were still some clever ones. Although the strength of his boss was not much different from that of Kingpin, he himself was not at the level of the boss, after all, was he?

Since Kingpin was polite enough to negotiate, then if he respectfully and politely come to talk about things, there should not be a problem!