Chapter 432 Beat You to Death

Alvin watched with displeasure as Norman Osborn was like a fucking tycoon leading a few lawyers to get his son.

This fucking thing looks like the son of a villain in a movie does something bad, and then his dad comes to the police station waving money and bringing a bunch of lawyers to make a scene. This kind of villain usually doesn't survive more than two episodes.

Norman Osborne ignored Cassel and Esposito, smiled and hugged the unhappy Alvin, and said: "You see, this is what I have been waiting for.

It was a very interesting experience to bail my son out of the police station! "

Alvin spread his hands to Cassel and Esposito, winked, and then mouthed to them, "This is a fool, his son~~"

Esposito didn't like it very much. Norman Osborn curled his lips and cursed a curse word starting with "F" in a low voice and turned around and left.

Cassell didn't pay much attention to it. He was a well-known American writer. Although he was definitely not as rich as Norman Osborne, he could better understand the behavior of such rich people. Doesn’t having money mean you can do whatever you want?

He nodded to Norman Osborne as a greeting.

When he received no response, Cassel smiled and shook his head. He was wondering if he should do the same thing if Alexis entered the police station in the future.

Although this may seem like an asshole, it’s fun, isn’t it?

Norman Osborn hugged Alvin's shoulders radiantly, facing Alvin's contemptuous eyes, and said with a smile: "Don't look at me like that, this is really an interesting experience. Don't worry, I won't be too Go too far!

I have a rough idea of ​​what's going on, and I'll pay to fix what they broke, and I'll donate some new bulletproof police cars to the Hell's Kitchen Police Department. "

Alvin nodded with satisfaction after hearing this. He could understand Norman Osborne's thoughts.

He has spent his whole life looking for solutions to his family's hereditary diseases and rarely has time to participate in his son's life. Now he is better~~~

Fortunately, Norman Osborne's approach was not excessive, and he was willing to pay compensation as much as he wanted. Alvin estimated that Beckett would be satisfied.

Alvin stretched out his arm and pinched Norman Osborn's ribs, and said with a smile: "Put away your bad behavior, you just looked like a villain in the movie.

Have you always been like this? How did you live so long? "

Norman Osborne raised his chin slightly, glanced at Alvin, and said somewhat arrogantly: "Isn't this what Osborne should be like?

In addition to friends, we also do the same when facing the president! What is the problem? "

Alvin rolled his eyes and shook his head, not wanting to talk to this rich guy. Ever since he saved his life, this guy's brain has been a little abnormal.

Looking at him now, I always feel that he is a bit deviant, like a crazy old punk!

Giving Norman Osborn the middle finger, Alvin walked into the police station first.

First he said hello to a few familiar police officers, and then Alvin saw the injured Officer Michael's partner Scott.

Alvin walked up to Scott, said hello to him, and said, "How is Michael?"

Scott smiled bitterly and shook his head, and said: "It's nothing serious. The knife didn't hurt the vital part, but the old injury under his ribs has recurred, and he needs to be hospitalized for observation for a period of time."

Alvin rubbed his face in annoyance. Michael's old rib injury was caused by Jessica three years ago, and now it has relapsed due to Peter and Harry, and it also caused him to get one more stab. What the hell What's it called?

Patting Scott on the shoulder, Alvin said in a deep voice: "I will go see him tomorrow, where are the two boys now?

If you cause trouble for that big-faced guy in the back, I'm going to go in and beat them to death! "

Scott was extremely satisfied with Alvin's attitude. It seemed that they, the Hell's Kitchen police officers, could only be truly respected by Alvin.

Others either hate them or fear them.

No one thinks or cares that they are just ordinary people after taking off their police uniforms.

Scott glanced at Norman Osborn, who walked in with a relaxed expression behind Alvin, with a sneer on his face.

After giving Alvin a bunch of keys, Scott winked at a few of his colleagues and asked them to pester the hardcover lawyers, and walked over to meet Norman Osborne.

This is the police station, our territory. Even if you have money, you still need to complete the procedures here. If I am polite to you, you can't complain to me, right? What police department doesn’t have a few bumbling clerks?

Alvin walked through an aisle, then pushed open an iron door and went down to the basement of the police station, which was the temporary cell of the Hell's Kitchen Police Department.

A fat black policeman was watching an NFL game on a small 14-inch TV.

Hearing the noise, the fat black man turned around and saw Alvin coming in. He was surprised and said with a smile: "Principal Alvin, this is your second time here. Why, is it for those two boys?"

Alvin laughed, bumped fists with the fat black man and hugged him, shook the key in his hand at him, and said with a smile: "This time is different, last time I came to get someone, this time I think we need more One step.

Shaq, you have to go out and see the sunshine. What's the difference between locking yourself in a basement every day and going to jail? "

Shaq, the fat black man, glanced behind Alvin and found that no one was there, so he put his fat face in front of Alvin and said furtively: "This has been the most lucrative place in the Hell's Kitchen Police Department in recent years.

I can earn 500 yuan a month selling cigarettes here, and business has been better recently~~"

Alvin laughed loudly and hammered Shaq on the chest and said, "You are really financially savvy, man. You will make a fortune sooner or later!"

Shaq, the fat black man, smiled honestly and said, "I guess I may not be able to work for long. Michael has warned me. Our new director may assign me to patrol the streets.

Principal Alvin, do you know our new director? Can you say something to me? You know why I can't take to the streets! "

Alvin smiled and patted Shaq on the shoulder, looked at his huge body, and said with a smile: "If you feel that the consumption is too much, I can provide you with a lunch.

To be honest, man, four thousand dollars a month is too much to raise two women and six children. How did you survive? "

Shaq scratched his head honestly, spread his hands and said nothing, pointing to the second cell inside and said: "Those two boys are locked up there. I heard they caused a lot of trouble."

Alvin gritted his teeth in distress and said, "I'm just here to make them remember something!"

Shaq glanced at Alvin, made a zipper gesture on his mouth, turned around and sat on the chair, took a sip of coffee and watched TV, as if Alvin had never been here.

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Peter leaned against the iron railing and looked at Harry lying on the bed with a sad expression. His face looked very bad, and Peter knew that he was blaming himself. Officer Michael was stabbed yesterday, and Harry put all the blame on himself.

Peter himself was sad. They were trying to do good things, but things seemed to go wrong every time. Peter still remembers the surprised look on the Japanese woman's face when she ran away. Maybe she didn't expect that a fool would rush out to save her.

"Peter, am I stupid? Why do I always do stupid things? How many times have Principal Alvin, Frank, and Steve warned us? Why do I never remember anything?

My dad keeps telling me these days, we are the Osbornes, but what's the point?

I want to do good things, but why do they always end up being bad things? "Harry lay on the small bed and covered his face, reproaching himself.

Peter was equally sad. When he gained the ability, his first thought was to use it to change the poor life of his family.

Later, Old Parker found a good job and took him to school. The family no longer needed him to worry about money. Although not rich, it is certainly no problem to have enough food and clothing.

Alvin likes him, Stark admires him, and old Cage has great hopes for him. Peter's life suddenly changed.

Facing a new life, Peter always wanted to do something. He wanted to learn from Alvin to help others. This was the reason why he repeatedly violated Alvin's wishes and sneaked out with Harry to act as patrolmen in Hell's Kitchen.

It's a pity that no matter how many good things they did or how many gangsters they beat up, it was not as serious as if they messed up one thing.

Officer Michael got stabbed, Wesley was injured, they knocked over Steve's car, and most importantly they let the real bad guy go!

Peter wanted to hit a wall every time he thought about someone dying because of something stupid he did.

Looking at Harry in pain, Peter stared at the ceiling blankly and said, "We are indeed stupid!

Principal Alvin may be right, we should finish high school well. Maybe we are thinking about what we should do after college.

We couldn’t even figure out who the bad guy was! Steve must have been disappointed yesterday as we messed up many days of his efforts. "

Harry let go, looked at the disappointed Peter, and said sadly: "I should go see Officer Michael, I don't know how he is doing now?

You are right, we should be more honest, at least we need to figure out what we should do.

What's the point of going out to the streets every day and beating up those bad guys?

Alvin never talked nonsense with those people, but he did the most. "

Peter covered his face and said in pain: "I think Principal Alvin must be extremely disappointed, we have never really listened to his words.

We~~~"

Before Peter finished speaking, the iron door was opened. Alvin was holding a belt in his hand, looking at the two self-pitying "young heroes" with a grin, and said: "Are you ready? Alvin The principal is very angry!"

Peter had been beaten before. Looking at the belt in Alvin's hand, Peter was so panicked that he forgot what he was thinking. He shouted in surprise, "It's illegal to hit someone in the police station~~Ouch~~~"

Alvin ignored the screams of the two idiot boys and waved at them vigorously with his belt.

The cell was only a little big, and Peter and Harry had nowhere to escape.

Harry initially stiffened his neck and prepared to take a beating to relieve his guilt, but Alvin's belt told him that getting beaten was really not a good option.

Alvin angrily beat Harry until he screamed, and he no longer had the tough-guy feeling he had just now.

“I always thought you were very smart, and I always found it more useful to talk about the church than to do it.

It looked like I was being naive and stupid!

I now feel that fists are easier to impress than words! "