Chapter 392 Wild Wilde
In Stark's manor, Alvin sat on Stark's private dock with a fishing rod to fish.
Little Ginny was holding a small bucket in her hand and a small plastic shovel in her hand as she kept tinkering on the beach. Whenever he finds a small crab or a small shell, he will always shout happily at Alvin, "Dad, look at the bait~~"
Whenever this happens, Alvin will always give a thumbs up to little Ginny and say loudly to her, "Great job!"
Nick finally gave the little triceratops a name, Wild, which means wild. At this moment, Mr. Custer, the new dragon knight, was sitting next to Alvin, holding "Wilde" in his arms and feeding him.
Alvin glanced at "Wilde" and saw that it was chubby, stupid, and greedy for milk. No matter how he looked at it, he didn't think it could be related to the word "wild".
But Nick is the little master, this is his wish, and the little triceratops was pressed on its head and nodded in agreement, so there is no problem. No matter which wild thing, wasn't it once a "baby"?
Stark, who was bruised and swollen, held a multi-functional mechanical tool in his hand to adjust Nick's mechanical prosthesis. Nick had grown a little taller recently.
Frank stood aside nervously and guiltily, wanting to say something but seeming unable to say it, which was annoying to watch.
With a pig's head on his head, Stark finished working on Nick's legs, glanced at Frank who looked guilty, patted Nick's legs, and said with a smile: "Okay, kid, you can run again now.
Take your little thing to my house. It's not good for this kind of thing to drink milk all the time. My housekeeper will prepare a lot of grass and leaves. You have to find out what it likes to eat. "
Nick happily stood up with "Wilde" in his arms, jumped twice, and said to Stark: "Yes, sir, Dragon Knight Nick Custer is reporting to you!
Tell me who broke your nose, Dragon Knight Nick will avenge you in ten years~~Haha~"
Stark touched his still red nose, rolled his eyes in displeasure, rubbed Nick's head, pointed in the direction of his house, and said loudly: "GO Nick, GO Dragon Knight, take you with me Milk-drinking little thing, GO!
If it poops on my lawn, I'll beat the shit out of you! "
Nick laughed, put the little triceratops on the ground, waved the bottle in front of it in his hand, ran sideways twice, and urged anxiously: "Quick, Wilde, let's go see it." Let’s see what delicious food there is, hurry~~”
The little triceratops wilde, with his triangular mouth grinning, made anxious meows like a kitten, vigorously moved his short legs, shook his head and rushed towards the bottle in Nick's hand.
While stomping on the spot, Nick patted Frank on the waist and said, "Frank, don't be so stern, I have reconciled with Shirley. Your hot girl can't run away!"
I really didn’t know that kind of chili pepper was so spicy. At that time, I just wanted to make a joke and try to see if hot girls are afraid of spicy food. The result~~
Haha, did you see it? I am a dragon knight! "
Frank reluctantly rubbed his son's head vigorously, then held his head, kissed the top of his head, and said, "I'm sorry!"
Nick was stunned for a moment, then pushed Frank very hard, made a disgusted expression, and trotted away, shouting: "Hell's Kitchen is not sorry, although I don't know why you said sorry, but that's not important. ,We are a family!"
As he spoke, Nick stopped looking at Frank's strange face. He trotted sideways and shouted to little Wilde who was rolling and crawling: "Hurry up, Wilde, you are too slow, hurry up~~"
Stark watched Nick run away, then took out a few cigars from his pocket, handed them to Alvin and Frank, and then said to Frank, who still hadn't recovered, "Man, I've never seen you have This expression.
Look at it, Nick will get used to the fact that you have found a girlfriend, he is a cheerful boy! "
Frank held his cigar, glanced at Stark, suddenly laughed, and said, "You're right, we will all adapt in the end!
Can you tell me how to use these tools of yours? I want to learn and see if Nick grows taller in the future, I can adjust it myself.
This way you don’t have to wait until he falls down to find out that he has grown taller again! "
Alvin smiled as he watched Stark put a flashlight-like multi-purpose tool into Frank's hand, and said perfunctorily, "I'll give you an instruction manual later."
Stark didn't understand Frank's strange behavior, but Alvin knew it very well. Nick keeps falling down when walking recently, but no one pays attention to it. Only Alvin saw the problem. This kid had grown taller and his legs were a little out of place, so he fell. This is one of the reasons why Alvin decided to come here today.
Frank's guilt lies in this, and it has nothing to do with Shirley. Nick has never suffered from Shirley so far, but that may not be the case in the future.
Frank carefully stuffed the tools into his pocket, shook hands with Stark with a smile, and said, "Thank you! Stark!"
Stark patted Frank on the arm inexplicably and said, "You're welcome! Well~~ That's it!"
Alvin put the fishing rod on the holder, lit the cigar, and smiled at Stark: "Brother, yesterday I just went to give a gift. Why did you do this to yourself? Does the Iron Suit not love you anymore?" Are you exposing your face to be beaten?"
Stark rubbed his bad face in annoyance and said unhappily: "It's that prince of Asgard. He thought we were too noisy last night, so he ran out and gave it a slap when I was teaching that thing a lesson. Hammer, break it into pieces.”
As he spoke, Stark took a puff of his cigar bitterly and continued: "Norman Osborn was very angry. I had a fight with him. He came over at noon. You should see what he looks like. The old guy is worse than me. There are so many, ha~~”
Alvin shook his head in a funny way. A group of big guys were there to teach the boys yesterday, and it didn't matter whether the surrounding residents were satisfied or not. Of course, most people wouldn’t come out to make themselves uncomfortable when nothing happens.
But our assistant coach, Thor, is obviously not in the ranks of ordinary people. When you started teaching the boys, I tolerated it, after all, Steve was also there.
But in the end, instead of teaching their children, Stark and Norman Osborn began to use the unlucky "venom" to compete with the power of the suit. Mr. Thor couldn't bear it anymore. You have machine guns, missiles, and occasionally harsh ultrasonic waves. Who can bear this?
So when Stark triumphantly beat "Venom" away, Thor ran out from home wearing a pair of underwear and carrying a hammer. With a hammer, he beat the unlucky "Venom" into pieces no larger than a fingernail. The world is quiet!
Norman Osborne was happily preparing to harvest the Osborne family's second wild "Venom" hen, but was killed by Thor with a hammer.
The angry Norman Osborn didn't know Thor and was ready to teach him a lesson, but the result was, well~~
Stark took action out of loyalty or dissatisfaction with the aliens, so, um~~
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Eddie Brock was leaning against a trash can in an alley in Hell's Kitchen, breathing heavily.
He carefully stretched his head and looked outside, and found that the person chasing him didn't seem to be there, which made him sigh in relief.
Eddie looked at the dirty gray hoodie on his body and looked at the narrow sky above the alley with some despair.
He still remembered what Principal Alvin told him on the yacht that day, "If you have no place to go in the end, you can come to Hell's Kitchen."
Eddie hammered his head in pain, remembering that he once thought this place was hell, a gathering place for scum and gangsters, and a garbage dump without hope.
It turned out that this place always protected him at critical moments, protecting him from the pursuit of those gangsters. No matter how dangerous the situation is, as long as he runs into Hell's Kitchen, the gangsters outside will not dare to come in.
After so many days of struggle, Eddie finally understood that it was his greed for fame and money that had sent him to the hell he was in now.
Eddie thought countless times how great it would have been if he had not boarded that ship that day. I am still the respected investigative reporter, my girlfriend still looks at me with admiration every day, and I can still have a beautiful house and a cool motorcycle.
It's all ruined now!
Eddie once hated Principal Alvin, who handed him a loaded pistol and shot himself in the head. But is he really to blame? It’s you who pulls the trigger~~
Just as Eddie was thinking wildly, a few drops of black mucus fell on his shoulders. Eddie just glanced at it and smiled indifferently. What does it matter, homeless people don't need to be clean.
Hell's Kitchen is the city's garbage shelter. I will become one of the "garbage". Clean? It's not important anymore~~
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Old Joey was busy picking up trash at the racing track until three in the morning last night.
Although he was very tired, Old Joey still insisted on getting up early in the morning and gave himself a cup of cheap but still fragrant coffee. He was holding a cup of coffee, humming a slang tune in a nonsensical tone, and walked around his newly rented apartment.
Old Joey was extremely satisfied. Although the apartment was not big and the lighting on the first floor was not very good, it didn't matter. He would clean it every day.
Old Joey felt very satisfied. How many years had he not slept in a furnished house?
This is all thanks to Principal Alvin, who paid for me to buy him a bottle of beer, who promised to keep him alive in front of many people, and who asked Boss Teji to give him a job!
Old Joey took a sip of coffee and felt that this was the life a normal person should have.
Just when Old Joey was immersed in his own world, an unusual noise came from the trash can at the back door, waking him up.
Old Joey quickly took out an old revolver from behind the sofa cushion, checked it, and walked carefully to the back door.
Pushing open the back door, Old Joey saw a young man wearing a gray hoodie, sweating profusely, overturning the trash can and eating all the leftover fried chicken nuggets he had eaten the day before yesterday, even the bones. Nothing left~~~