Chapter 674 Misunderstanding

The community school stadium began to be filled with a happy atmosphere.

A group of seven or eight-year-old children, their mouths full of fried chicken, sneaked to the edge of the stage and peered at the pile of "Christmas wishes" piled behind the stage.

Alvin looked at these silly boys in annoyance. The Waldorf Astoria Hotel had spent all his money, but the fried chicken cooked by the fat cook at the school was the most popular. How could this happen?

What do you want those French chefs to think of our community schools? What if someone feels that the food they cook is not popular and becomes passive and slows down their work?

Go eat those things like foie gras and caviar that I usually don’t dare to look at at their prices!

A little fat black man was probably the boldest among the children. He was elected by several children as a representative and came to Alvin.

"Principal Alvin, this, this, we are full, hehe~"

Alvin angrily punched Frank's ribs, then stared at the fat little black man with Frank's incomprehensible eyes, and said: "I think you must not be full, go and take a bite of the food made by those chefs with high hats. Each person eats three things and then comes back and tells me what they taste like.

Santa Claus hasn't eaten yet, so how can he have the energy to give you gifts? "

The fat little black man touched his bloated belly and said with some frustration, "Okay! Although Dad Deken's fried chicken is indeed delicious, I still want to try those weird things!"

As he spoke, the little black fat man made a gesture about the size of a coin, and said contemptuously: "Those things really don't look very tasty, only a little bit.

Three things, we only need to eat three things, right? "

Seeing the generous expression on the little black fat man's face, Alvin shook his head and smiled, touching the little black fat man's bald head, and said with a smile: "Give those fools some face, and then give them some advice.

Stop by and tell them that their stuff won't work in Hell's Kitchen! "

As he spoke, Alvin pointed to a few children who didn't dare to approach, and said with a smile: "You are all my representatives, go and rate the food made by those high hats, and let me know what I should eat later!

Don't keep staring at Dekan's fried chicken, that stuff will make you a fat ball.

The "Wolves" don't have enough manpower to begin with, so you are doomed. What will happen to our school when "Lightning" William and the others graduate? "

The fat little black man nodded with a sense of mission, looked at Alvin's eyes, hit his chest hard twice, and said: "Actually, the "landlord" of the team is my cousin, and we are not afraid of being fat. We lost weight after taking a summer vacation.

But we listen to you, three things, right? "

As he said that, the little black fat man looked back at his friends and said in a leadership style: "Everyone will try three things, and we will find out which ones are good and tell the principal.

Those top hats are guests after all, and Deken will understand us! "

Alvin ignored the SHIELD four who came closer, looked at the backs of several boys jumping away, shook his head and looked at Frank with a smile, and said: "Should I be happy or unhappy?

It's actually quite interesting, but why do I feel so unhappy? "

Frank was in a good mood, he smiled uncharacteristically and said: "You are starting to think too much, how many things have you eaten there now?

This is a good thing, when they get used to "hardship", every harvest is a enjoyment, you said it! "

Alvin burst out laughing after hearing this. He lightly hammered his head twice, then hammered Frank's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Why did you interrupt my "sensation"?"

In fact, what I think is that the unlimited supply of fried chicken in Dekan is a bit excessive. What will happen if all the students in our school are fat in the future?

Should they all be programmers in the future? It is said that programmers nowadays are starting to go to the gym and get rid of their left and right hands! "

Frank ignored Alvin's nonsense. He patted Alvin on the shoulder, signaled and walked away.

Coulson and the others have been waiting here for a few minutes. He is afraid that if he stays here, he will not be able to help but want to kill them. Although this has nothing to do with them directly, it is indeed SHIELD who has made a big mistake this time. The death toll that Frank saw with his own eyes was in the hundreds.

This is just Hell's Kitchen. The entire New York, the entire United States, and the entire world have suffered immeasurable losses due to their mistakes.

Frank is a very hard-hearted person. He doesn't care too much about how many people die, but if he has the opportunity to kill those "culprits", he certainly won't mind!

Is it a problem for The Punisher to vent his anger on someone involved?

He was unhappy for a long time that Loki left the earth alive!

"It's God's business to forgive you. I'm only responsible for sending you to see him!"

Frank Custer is the most steadfast practitioner of this statement, and most of the time he does so without hesitation. It has nothing to do with whether you are a "good person" or not.

"If you make a mistake, you deserve to die!"

This is the truest thought in Frank's heart, but now his family has tied his hands and feet, and happiness has become the strongest rope that tightly binds him.

The old executioner changed from a killer to a guardian. He had to rein in his minions and act as the director of the correctional department of the community school.

This doesn't quite fit his true character, but he seems to be enjoying it now!

Alvin looked at Russell with a smile and said with a smile: "You seem to be in pretty good condition. Forgive me for not inviting you. Do you need me to make up a reason?"

Russell shrugged his shoulders indifferently, handed Alvin a bottle of beer, then sat down on the rostrum next to him, and said with a smile: "I don't care, after all, there is no whiskey here, and I also came in, and... Witnessed your good deeds!

Your restaurant is not going to put my face on it and tell me, "No service," am I right? "

Alvin picked up the beer and clinked it with Russell, and said with a smile: "There is whiskey just outside the school gate. This is the territory of students and teachers.

Keep bad things out of school! "

As he spoke, Alvin stood up and bumped his fists with Hawkeye, then shook hands with Colson and said with a smile: "Now that the matter is basically over, will you go to Africa to continue your actions?"

Colson smiled bitterly and shook his head, and said: "It may take a while. Our energy still has to be focused on third world countries. In fact, Africa is the hardest hit area, but the country called "Wakanda" takes over for us. It’s a lot of pressure.”

As Colson thought of something, he shook his head bitterly and said, "We didn't know there was such a powerful country in the world. Maybe our vision was a bit narrow in the past.

We don’t seem to know everything as well as we think!

Wakanda! We always thought it was just a tribe in need of UN assistance! "

Alvin waved his hand indifferently. He felt that these had nothing to do with him. In times of crisis, wouldn't it be natural for everyone to contribute?

What most people should do at this time is to cheer for joy instead of lamenting that there is more power than they expected.

Of course, this is determined by location and does not depend on personal will. Colson and the others have their considerations, but that is not within Alvin's consideration.

"Why are you here? If there is anything other than "blessing", I think you'd better come to my restaurant to find me another day. Today is a celebration for teachers and students.

Of course, I did some unplanned things and they definitely understood! "

Colson touched his increasingly thinning hair, glanced at his friends, and then said to Alvin: "Our original plan was to send blessings, you saved the world!

I don't know where that strange spaceship went, but I know it must have been a fierce war.

I don't represent anyone, I just represent myself to say to you, "Well done"! "

Alvin smiled and shook his head, and said helplessly: "Your plan seems to be completed. You can go have a drink outside the school. I'll treat you!"

As he spoke, Alvin stopped what Colson wanted to say. He pointed at the gang bosses who had begun to leave and the happy children, and said with a smile: "I don't want to hear anything you didn't plan.

If you think I went a little too far, I can apologize!

Harvey is your man. If anything happens in the future, just ask him to tell me directly. This will reduce a lot of conflicts between us! "

Natasha took a look at Colson who was still about to speak. She nodded to Alvin and said in a sexy husky voice: "Well done! If there is any misunderstanding between us, I think it can be ended now." .

Do you need me to apologize to you? After all, our first two meetings were not very pleasant! "

Alvin laughed dryly, spread his hands, and said, "I don't care, I didn't suffer any loss anyway!"

Natasha pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, frowned her beautiful eyebrows, and asked: "I have always had a feeling that you have known me for a long time.

Our second meeting was not a pleasant one, but as you said, you did not suffer. Why do I always feel that you are very prejudiced against me. "

As she spoke, Natasha looked at Alvin, who had a slightly strange expression, and said with a smile: "Don't deny it, your attitudes towards Barbara Moore and me are completely different.

Can you tell me why? "

Alvin laughed awkwardly, took a sip of beer and said: "I just, um~ How old are you? I always think of your age every time I see you.

After all, Steve has been sleeping for 70 years, and you certainly haven't. This makes me feel a little awkward when I see you, that's all! "

Natasha's eyes widened and she looked at Alvin in disbelief and said, "Where did you get the news? I was born in 1984 and I am 25 years old. Why do you associate me with Steve?"

Just because my nickname is "Black Widow" doesn't mean I was actually a widow! "

Alvin was stunned for a moment and asked curiously: "Aren't you a super agent from World War II? Like a super spy from the Soviet Union or something like that?"

Natasha looked at Alvin funny and said, "What kind of medicine do you think someone can take to survive from World War II to the present and still look like me now?"

Alvin shrank his neck awkwardly, looked at the sexy Natasha carefully, frowned and said, "Don't try to lie to me, the assistant coach in our school is over 2,000 years old, and he still looks like a big fool."