Chapter 415 Coach’s Family

Alvin looked at the quarrel between Beckett and the two old gangsters Old Bud and Pluto with a bit of fun.

It's really interesting to see a beautiful policewoman who looks like a supermodel squaring off with two evil gangsters over a gun.

Old Bud is not a wealthy man, and every gun is money to him. Of course, he understands that once a gun is registered, it only has a decorative function. Therefore, he tried his best to stand in front of Beckett and asked the younger brothers behind him to quickly hide some of them.

Beckett was not too impatient at this time. Her purpose was not the guns in front of her, but to make the people here adapt to what she might do in the future. It seems to be working pretty well now.

Alvin smiled and shook his head, turned around and walked to the door of the coffee shop, glancing at the corpses on the ground. I called Erica Sloan, the deputy director of the CIA, and asked her to arrange for someone to clean up the mess.

The CIA must have people around here. I've already helped a lot. There's no reason why I should still be doing things like collecting corpses in broad daylight.

Sure enough, within a few minutes of hanging up the phone, the entire street was blocked off at both ends, and several trucks began to move in to collect the bodies. This group of people actually drove a brand-new water sprinkler truck, and while collecting the bodies, they also washed the ground clean.

Alvin shook his head and sighed, a professional is a professional.

"Young man, what's your name? I think I have to remember my savior." The white-haired old man came behind Alvin at some point, holding a ridiculous 500 ml coffee cup in his hand.

Alvin glanced at the white-haired old man and was very satisfied with the tattooed boy's approach. The coffee filled with a large beer mug must be very expensive.

This is a small punishment from a future father-in-law to such a poor soul's passionate seed.

Alvin pointed to the coffee in the white-haired old man's hand and said with a smile: "How about the coffee? I guess this must be the best coffee in this cafe. Generally speaking, the most expensive one is the best, haha!

I am Alvin Ye, you can call me Alvin, I think you might not want to remember me, haha! "

The white-haired old man held up the "coffee cup" with a wry smile, took a sip, and said, "Indeed! 80 yuan for a cup of instant coffee, ha~~

Alvin, I never carry money with me. Can you tell them? I will send the money tomorrow.

Otherwise, I will have to ask my son to send money. This will make me embarrassed, please help me! Alvin! "

As he spoke, the white-haired old man looked back at the tattooed man who served himself a cup of 500ml instant coffee, and said with a smile: "That young man is very enthusiastic and energetic!"

Alvin looked at the optimistic old man with a chuckle. He didn't mean to embarrass the old man. In fact, he was just joking. The old guy's attitude of treating his father-in-law like nothing in the world really deserves a beating.

After taking a look at the messy scene and the old man's pickup truck that should have entered the garbage dump long ago, Alvin shook his head and said with a smile: "You'd better ask your son to come pick you up. You are probably not a local." , drinking Bawang coffee here is not a good choice, haha!”

The white-haired old man glanced at the coffee in his hand depressedly, then looked back at his still charming wife who was curiously looking at everything in the cafe.

With a long sigh, the old man said helplessly: "I came here quietly. My son found a girl here and didn't want to go home. Let me see how that girl is doing?"

Alvin looked at this old man with contempt, you are a poor man yourself, how dare you dislike your son's girlfriend?

The white-haired old man looked at Alvin's expression and didn't pay too much attention. Instead, he said: "I don't care about that girl, but I want to see if my son has changed here. He has his responsibilities!"

Alvin looked at the old man with disdain and said with a smile: "You are a poor guy who doesn't have any coffee money. You talk as if you have such a big career that your son needs to inherit it."

As he spoke, Alvin took out the phone and handed it to the old man, and said: "Hurry up, call your son and ask him to pick you up. To be honest, if your son finds a girl from Hell's Kitchen, you will be lucky!"

The white-haired old man looked at the phone handed over by Alvin, smiled helplessly, and said: "I don't have my son's phone number, I only know that he is a football coach at a community school in Hell's Kitchen.

It is said that the management there is stricter, hmm~~It seems that it is still working time now. "

Alvin was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then he became alert. He looked at the white-haired old man in front of him again, and asked tentatively: "What is your son's name?"

The old man looked at Alvin with a smile and said: "It is said that people here call him Odinson. I think it is very good. Do you know him? He should be very famous here!"

Alvin frowned in annoyance after hearing this. Who else could Sol's father be? This is a father and son who are in great trouble. You, a boss of the Immortal Palace, are pretending to be poor when you have nothing to do.

Alvin looked around for a moment, spread his hands and said: "Now I understand your actions a little bit, but it may not be easy for "Cranky Truck" to change. I think letting him go home is a good choice!"

As he spoke, Alvin pointed to the tattered pickup truck the old man drove, and said with a smile: "It looks like you have traveled a long way, why?"

The old man smiled and took a sip of instant coffee and said: "I took a look at my eldest daughter, she is not in a good condition, I have to comfort her.

I haven't been "here" for a long time. It has become a little different, very interesting and energetic! "

Alvin had nothing to say about this old alien, but almost anything that had anything to do with him was troublesome.

Looking back at the kind-faced and charming old lady in the coffee shop, Alvin shook his head and smiled. These things had nothing to do with him, and he couldn't stop others from falling in love with her.

Just wish they could take that fucking Thor away.

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At the alley at the other end of the street, Ethan Hunter looked helplessly at the many corpses on the ground, glanced at Frank and Shirley, and said, "I have to hurry up and get out of here. I know a very powerful broker in Europe." .

I will use this battery to attract all possible buyers together, and let the CIA catch those who are very harmful.

Then I'm looking for an opportunity to explode and destroy this "super battery" so that I might not be wanted. "

Frank glanced at Ethan Hunter, who looked like a homeless man in a cloth suit, shook his head and said, "You don't seem to be able to cope with those people just now.

No matter it's the bald head or the white suit, they can kill you easily.

If the CIA keeps leaking your location information, I think you are dead! Your plans never seem to work!

And we can't let you leave the United States wearing the combat uniform you're wearing, which is Dr. Ethan's only experiment. "

Ethan Hunt grabbed the combat uniform that had saved him several times, sighed longly, and said, "I have no choice! This is the best way for us!"

As he spoke, Ethan Hunter glanced at Shirley and said with a wry smile: "Now that she is safe, this matter is over for you."

Frank somewhat sympathizes with this less "professional" agent. A kind and kind guy always makes people like him. Even though he almost caused trouble to the school before, he already paid the price, right?

Frank thought for a while and said: "I think you can hide first and then call Alvin. There is a most professional broker in our neighbor.

He's probably a lot better than the guy you're talking about, provided, of course, that Alvin is willing to convince him to help you. "

Ethan Hunter looked at Frank in surprise and said, "Who is he?"

Frank shrugged and said, "His name is Raymond Ledington. He always says he is the best. Who knows?"

Ethan Hunt opened his mouth in surprise and said: "Raymond Ledington? Red Devil? Who else are you here?

Could Captain America be your neighbor too? "

Frank looked at Ethan Hunter, who looked disbelieving, smiled, and said nothing!