Chapter 72 Hello Mr. Rand

Colin curled up in pain, she felt like she was going to die.

Ignoring the disgusting blockage in his trachea, Colin watched in horror, squatting in front of him, Alvin with a gentle smile.

She cried out in fear, "What on earth are you going to do?"

Alvin didn't answer her question, but helped her up and placed her on a set of stone benches in the yard almost half-holding her. Always squatting and asking questions makes him feel bad.

Colin's paralyzed upper body was lying on a stone round table, covering his stomach with both hands, taking deep breaths in pain, trying to relieve the pain.

She didn't even dare to look up at Alvin. Every time she looked at Colin, she felt that her fear would increase, and she was afraid that she would collapse if this continued.

Colin asked in despair: "What do you want? What the hell is going on here?"

Alvin stood beside Colin, took out two photos from the pocket of his jacket, and placed them on the stone table. The index finger of the right hand tapped on the photo.

"Do you know them? Look carefully and look at these two children." Alvin said, looking at Colin who was nervous and closed his eyes.

Colin opened his eyes, looked at the photo on the table, and said in surprise, "It's Charlie and Jimmy, what happened to them?"

Alvin chuckled, using a very special tone, like praying or cursing, and said slowly: "They had a chance to be good people, they were born in hell, but now they have a chance to be a good person. Good people, but you've pushed them into the depths of hell. You've made them killers, tools."

Colin nervously defended himself: "I don't, I don't know, I don't~~"

Alvin ignored Colin's explanation, he wasn't here to listen to her explanation today.

"You must have no idea how much I hate you son of a bitch, I swear I'll send you all to hell."

Colin has been frightened and collapsed a little. She didn't dare to look at Alvin's terrible expression, but just repeatedly defended herself in vain, "I don't know, I don't know, let me go, I don't know~ "

"You gave these two children to the devil and turned them into killers and tools. You told me you didn't know!"

Alvin's angry voice changed its tone, holding Colin's neck in one hand, holding the whaling fork borrowed from Frank in his right hand. He slid across Colin's shoulders and nailed her face down to the stone tabletop.

At this moment, Colin perfectly interprets what it means to be "sound in pain". The severe pain made her grown mouth unable to make any sound.

The whole person is like a frog placed on a red-hot iron plate, twitching and jumping violently, but he can't get rid of the terrible whaling fork.

Tears, saliva, and snot splattered all over her pretty face.

Alvin didn't give Colin a chance to take a breath. He turned the whaling fork forcefully and asked cruelly, "Tell me, where is that son-of-a-bitch Botu? That way you can go to hell earlier."

The severe pain struck again, and Colin had lost his mind in pain. With her mouth open, she couldn't make a sound. She slammed her head against the stone tabletop, as if this would ease the pain.

Alvin asked at the time, "Tell me, where is that son of a bitch's Botu? Otherwise, I'll chop you inch by inch, I'll do what I say!"

Colin, who had lost his mind in pain and completely broke down, finally called out, "He left, I don't know where he went, let me go, I don't know anything~ ah~"

Alvin shook his head in disappointment. Since that Botu ran away, wait a moment and let this Colinwin pay the interest first. Botu? will always find him!

Alvin turned his face sideways, looking at Colin whose face muscles were completely distorted because of the pain. It's like looking at a frog on a dissecting table.

He smiled and said, "Why do you think that you will use a bunch of children to kill people and commit crimes without paying the price?"

Colin, who had collapsed, just shook his head and repeated "I didn't, I didn't."

Looking at Colin who had completely collapsed, Alvin shook his head boringly, torturing a woman was not his hobby. This woman is only the first one. He has to make himself more ruthless and let the gangsters outside the door see them, and they will stay away from the school children in the future.

As for this Colin Win? She is useless.

Alvin took out her mobile phone from Colin's pocket, briefly looked through the communication records, and found the call records between her and Botu, just a few minutes ago.

Alvin opened the communication record in his mobile phone, put it in front of Colin, and confirmed it.

After getting a clear answer, Alvin threw the phone to JJ and said, "Go back and find that computer guy, dig out that blog for me, and I'll take out his heart to see if it's black."

After Alvin finished speaking, he took out a pistol from his arms and aimed it at Colin, preparing to send her to hell.

"Stop~"

An angry shout came from the courtyard wall!

A handsome young man in a dark blue casual suit with flaxen curly hair, saw the miserable Colin lying on the round table, and shouted angrily, "Ah~~"

The handsome young man jumped up from the courtyard wall, like an eagle with outstretched wings, pounced on Alvin and attacked him most violently.

Alvin raised his hand to stop Frank and JJ who wanted to intervene. He's full of anger now that he hasn't cleared up, and this kid looks like a good target.

The handsome young man's skills are very good, especially his pair of fists that look like light bulbs, and the wind pressure brought by them makes Alvin's breathing a little difficult.

However, Alvin can always drag a guy with strong martial arts into the quagmire of hooligan fights.

Relying on the "spiky spirit" hanging on his body, he has 1200 life points, and he doesn't even know how many lives it is in reality. Because so far, he has not encountered a person or weapon that can break the "spiky spirit" with one blow. Colin's attack didn't even make "Thorn Spirit" react.

So Alvin dared to start the most brutal hand-to-hand combat with all the people in this world.

I'm not very good at fighting, and I don't know too many routines. You can hit me a lot, but you have to take 400% of the rebound damage before you can break the "spirit".

In good conscience, this handsome young man is a very powerful expert. All kinds of shifters slammed Alvin a lot, and Alvin didn't even touch the corner of his clothes. This made Alvin look a little embarrassed.

Supporting the chin that had been slapped several times, Alvin looked at the handsome young man standing in front of him with some admiration. This is the first time in several years that someone has been able to flicker and shake the "spiky spirit". That guy's fists are really good, or they have a special effect.

But what impressed Alvin the most was that this guy hammered him ten times, which was equivalent to forty times by himself. He can still stand strong, which is not easy.

Alvin looked at the crumbling handsome young man in front of him, smiled and said, "Can you tell me your name? Mr. Nosy." He pointed to Colin, who had fainted on the stone table. "Or you're a gang."

The handsome young man looked at this terrifying enemy in horror and said, "My name is Danny Rand. Who are you? What do you want to do?"

Alvin, sorted it out carefully, the suit Jessica bought for herself,

"My name is Alvin, Head of Hell's Kitchen Community School, nice to meet you, Mr. Rand.

Hope you're not the Rand I know! "