Chapter 1708 Black and White Take It All

Hank Pym, who had always behaved quite gracefully, didn't really feel Alvin's influence in Hell's Kitchen until this time.

What he saw at school made him believe that Alvin was an underground ruler of Hell's Kitchen with a conscience.

But the arrival of a police officer broke Hank Pym's idea. It turns out that there is really a "king" that can convince everyone.

This is what a normal person thinks...

They'll see nothing wrong with Manhattan's Tomahawk dominating the gang, because strength is the guarantee of dominating those bastards.

But when the police also side with him, things are different...

This is not a black and white take-all in the simple sense. In fact, under normal circumstances, no one can truly take a black and white take-all!

But now what happened is that both black and white parties are surrounding this restaurant and maintaining the utmost respect and concern.

The policewoman even felt angry because Alvin did not regard her as a companion.

Hank Pym looked at his daughter's confused expression. He shook his head helplessly and said, "Follow me, let's go in and take a look.

This Principal Alvin seems a little different from what we imagined.

We are asking for help and are already causing trouble for them, being polite is the right thing to do! "

After hearing this, Wasp Hope nodded honestly, and she walked toward the door of the Peace Hotel with the support of Scott Lang.

But when she and Scott Long wanted to enter the restaurant, a ghost wolf stood on the inside of the door.

Lin Shaoqing walked out of the restaurant, looked at the two of them with a smile, and said, "The boss asked me to take you out of Hell's Kitchen.

He hasn't changed his mind yet..."

As Lin Shaoqing walked out of the restaurant and stood in front of Scott Lang and the Wasp, he looked at his watch and said with a smile: "I'm not very familiar with the roads of Hell's Kitchen.

But it doesn’t matter, I contacted an Uber and I can take you to Brooklyn in an hour at most.

If you have a hotel you are familiar with, it’s best to contact us in advance!

This way you can have a good rest after getting off the bus..."

Where can I get a good rest after leaving Hell's Kitchen?

Scott Lang grabbed the angry Wasp, looked at Lin Shaoqing with a dry smile, and said: "This, this, actually it was all a misunderstanding before...

We've seen the attacker before, maybe we can help.

real! "

Lin Shaoqing looked back at Hank Pym who had already entered the restaurant. He looked at the anxious Scott Lang and said with a smile: "Hell's Kitchen is the enemy's hell...

We don't need outside help!

Let's hurry up a little bit, my two boys are out running errands, and I have to close the restaurant. "

Hank Pym began to realize the situation he was facing. The pressure was coming like a wave, but he seemed powerless to resist.

What Lin Shaoqing called "one hour" was telling him that you only have so much time to convince Alvin...

Hank Pym pursed his lips and nodded to the Wasp, who looked extremely ugly. Then he turned and walked towards Alvin, who was joking with Mr. Writer.

Alvin patted Cassel’s growing belly and said with a smile: “Man, you have to lose weight!

As a writer, obesity is the beginning of sub-health. "

Cassel adjusted his suit and said a little embarrassedly: "Hell's Kitchen has been too quiet recently, and there are no interesting cases, which makes me a little unmotivated.

John Wick has been slacking off a bit lately, which makes me a bit bored..."

As Cassell looked at Alvin's enviable figure, he stared and said, "I bought a state-of-the-art motion-sensing game console, and I will catch up with you soon."

Alvin doesn't know what the so-called somatosensory game console has to do with weight loss, but he likes Cassel very much. This guy is a very interesting friend.

After patting Cassel hard on the stomach, Alvin turned to Sam at the bar and said, "Man, what do you want to do with a gun?

Put down the gun quickly and pour two glasses of whiskey for our director and her boyfriend. My treat! "

Under Beckett's nervous gaze, Sam took out the revolver from his waist and said: "E-Isenberg, the doctor is in danger...

I, we, should, should, protect him..."

Alvin listened, he looked at Dr. Ethan who was a little moved and smiled and said: "Look, man!

I think you are more popular here than me! "

As he spoke, Alvin stuck Sam and said seriously: "A gun can be used to protect yourself and others...

But remember to load bullets in it next time, and don't stick it on your waist, as it can easily misfire! "

Beckett slapped Alvin on the arm angrily and said, "Sam is a good man, and you bastards are going to teach him a bad lesson."

Alvin shook his head noncommittally and said, "Everyone has the right to use a gun to protect themselves!

This is what the American Firearms Association and arms dealers say...

I am a democratic person..."

Beckett rolled her eyes and listened to Alvin's nonsense. She looked at Sam who was a little confused. After hesitating for a moment, she turned around and groped around Cassel's body, took out a Taser and handed it to Sam...

"Sam, you're a good guy, and good guys don't need to carry guns.

Take this, you can use it to protect yourself or others..."

Although Sam is a bit stupid, he can still tell the difference between a stun gun and a real gun...

He watched Alvin hesitate for a long time, still a little unsure of what to do...

Dr. Ethan couldn't stand it anymore. He took the Taser handed over by Beckett, walked into the bar and replaced the small revolver in Sam's hand.

Then he put his arms around Sam's neck and whispered, "Sam, you're a good fellow!

I know you will protect us all!

The Taser is also good, but remember not to show it casually, the bad guys will be scared..."

Looking at Sam who was very happy to be praised, Alvin smiled and shook his head, looked at Beckett and said: "Do you know why Dr. Ethan asked Sam not to show the Taser gun casually?"

Beckett frowned and said, "Isn't it because Dr. Ethan also thinks Sam is a good person?"

Alvin shook his head funny and said: "The whole Hell's Kitchen knows that Sam is a good guy...

But the Taser is much more dangerous to Sam than a real gun!

Because Sam knows how dangerous guns are, he never carries one...

But Tasers are different..."

Beckett glanced nervously at Sam, who was playing with the Taser with the help of Dr. Ethan...

She looked at Alvin anxiously and said, "What should we do?

I should get the gun back, in case anything happens to Sam, I..."

Alvin looked at Beckett happily and said, "Forget it, that thing doesn't look cheap, so I gave it to Sam as a gift.

Dr. Ethan will teach him when to carry it with him!

And Sam is Shangqi’s brother, who dares not to give him face..."

Beckett frowned and said a little unhappy: "Then why did you say that just now?"

Alvin suddenly stepped forward and gave the dedicated police officer a hug, and said with a smile: "You are willing to find a gun and give it to Sam instead of persuading him to give up the pistol.

This shows that you are slowly adapting to the conditions in Hell's Kitchen, which is really good!

Although it's not that interesting, I think sooner or later, you will make the police proud here.

Because you understand this place and have even integrated into it in your own way!

Who's to say you're not a member of Hell's Kitchen? "

As he spoke, Alvin held Beckett's shoulders and looked the policewoman with a supermodel figure up and down. He smiled and said: "You should go to Northern Europe to see it. It's a pity for a girl like you not to wear a wedding dress!

Kassel is also a rich man, and he still has the money to charter a flight every week to take you to see wedding dresses. "

Cassel, who was standing behind Beckett, excitedly gave Alvin a thumbs up and kept saying thank you...

Then the writer took Beckett's shoulders, made her face him, and said, "Alvin is right!

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for me to accompany you on a weekly trip to Northern Europe, which is said to be the gossip center of the world. "

After hearing this, Beckett raised his chin slightly and looked at Cassel and said, "Let's talk about it...

I heard you guys had a lot of fun at Yard's nightclub recently, maybe I should save the money on your charter flight. "

Alvin whistled, looked at Cassel who looked unlucky, and said with a smile: "Man, although I have never been there, I heard that the girls there are not cheap...

You bastards are simply lawless, haha..."

Cassell looked at Beckett's face that was gradually becoming serious. He glared at Alvin angrily, then looked at Beckett and said, "We were just there for fun..."

Captain America went too, we didn’t mess around!

It's a legitimate business there..."

Alvin ignored the entanglement between the man and the woman. He knew that Beckett must have something else to do when he came to him, but he could talk about those things later...

He turned around and looked at Hank Pym, who had been patiently waiting for him...

Alvin smiled and invited the legend to sit in a booth...

Gwen graciously gave Alvin a bottle of expensive whiskey and placed the bill on Hank Pym's side.

Looking at Gwen winking at him, Alvin said angrily: "What are you doing here?

Have something wrong with your eyes? "

Gwen, who failed to flatter her, stamped her feet angrily, turned around and left with a haughty voice, and went to find little Ginny and the others, trying to solve her debt problem from the root.

Hank Pym looked at the bill in front of him. He consciously opened the whiskey and poured a glass for Alvin and himself.

Putting the glass to his nose and smelling it, Hank Pym smiled and said: "Very authentic Scotch whiskey!

But the price seems a bit wrong..."

Hank Pym's secret probing was not taken to Alvin's mind at all.

He has made up his mind to treat Hank Pym and the others as business, so naturally he has a different attitude.

Taking a sip of whiskey worth 2,500 yuan, Alvin said with a smile: "Price always varies from person to person...

If you send an automatic rifle to South America for 500 yuan here, you can get a lot of things in exchange.

I'm not a qualified businessman, but I still have credibility.

If you think the 'price' is too much, you can refuse to pay. This is preferential treatment for a former hero! "