Chapter 829 Magical Steve
Alvin sat in the corner of the bar, holding his head and looking helplessly at the few unlucky people in front of him.
With the smell of red wine in his head, Stark held an ice pack and covered his lower abdomen.
Five minutes ago, the richest man was first splashed with red wine in his face by his fiancée, then stomped on his feet by Manhattan Tomahawk's fiancée, and finally kneeled on his lower abdomen by Punisher's fiancée.
This is because the runes and the dragon bone wine that Alvin inlaid on the reactor on his chest played a role, otherwise he would have been lying down at this moment.
Thor was even worse. This guy had an irritable older sister and an eccentric mother. Just when Stark was being beaten, his sister beat him with his nose crooked, and the hammer was taken away from his feet. After a while, the reason was that "he didn't look like a man."
Alvin looked at these unlucky people with a headache. He felt that these people had caused his party experience to drop several levels.
Seeing those "crazy" women having a carnival led by "crazy" Shirley, until he saw that the red wine in Pepper's hand was replaced by champagne, Alvin sighed with relief and looked at his expression Weird Frank said, "Dude, your girl is crazy."
As he spoke, Alvin glanced at the unlucky Stark and said with a smile: "If she had been two inches lower just now, our Stark would have turned into a sissy."
Frank squinted his eyes and glanced at the "injured" Stark, hesitated, and finally picked up a glass of whiskey. He clinked the glass in front of Stark with a wry smile, then drank it all and said, "Very good." Sorry, although you deserve it, but... you know!"
Stark clutched his lower abdomen in pain, picked up the whiskey and drank it all. He didn't mean to blame Frank. Instead, he glared at the "innocent" Alvin and said angrily: "You are the worst friend I have ever seen. How long have you been here, you bastard, will you die if you remind me?"
Alvin smiled, spread his hands, and said, "I see you had a great time, how did it feel to be kissed by the supermodels?
At that moment you were the enemy of all our men..."
Stark stood up unhappily and filled several people with whiskey, then complained helplessly: "That's just socializing, those girls like me, how can I refuse them?
This is just a kiss, do I have to cover my mouth and tell them, don’t..."
"Don't leave your lip marks on your face!"
Alvin smiled and picked up the wine glass and took a sip and said: "It's expensive to wash your face with red wine, haha..."
Stark looked at Alvin dissatisfied and said, "This is wrong, we have tied ourselves up.
Can I still prevent others from liking me? "
Alvin looked at the angry Stark in a funny way, and said with a smile: "What's wrong with this?"
As he spoke, Alvin raised his hand to show off the engagement ring on his hand, and said with a smile: "If this is what is called "tied", it's actually not too bad.
We begged the girls to bring it...
What would you do if a handsome guy put his arms around Pepper and was about to have a passionate kiss with her? "
Stark tilted his head awkwardly after hearing this, glanced at the women, and said helplessly: "I will definitely not pour red wine on her face..."
Stark's wailing of the defeated dog attracted a burst of boos. Alvin laughed loudly and picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Thor and Frank respectively. He said with a smile: "Click it for our Mr. Stark, he seems to I understand something, haha..."
Thor simply drank a whole glass of whiskey, and then watched with resentment as Hela put her hammer on the ground as a gambling tool and called on all the women to give it a try. The price of failure was to pick up the glass and drink. Have a drink.
Frank had a headache as he watched Shirley provoking all the women in the audience. The supermodels, singers, and movie actors gathered around as if they were joining in the fun, cheering loudly, as if they were having another party.
The fat Wang Yuan pretended not to see Alvin. He had been hanging around a long-legged blond girl with an oval face and small eyes. However, the "invitation" sent by Shirley disrupted his close contact with his idol.
After trying it out among the girls, the fat Wang Yuan found that he really couldn't blend in. He walked up to Alvin and the others in annoyance, picked up a glass of whiskey, and complained: "What's going on? Taylor and I We had a very good conversation and I almost asked for her phone number.”
Stark, who was in a bad mood, looked at the fat man Wang Yuan with very contemptuous eyes, and said in a very unscrupulous manner: "Then you will find that the person who answers the phone after you call is a middle-aged man, and he will tell you: Your admirer Swift Miss Te has received it, and he will tell you if you have anything important."
Fatty Wang Yuan is obviously a real music fan, and he is very dissatisfied with Stark's "low-level" ideas.
"Hey, be polite, Taylor and I were talking about music, and she just invited me to write lyrics for her new song."
Alvin looked at the serious-looking "musician" mage in a funny way, and said with a smile: "Then you must first be in love, and then dump others or be dumped by others, otherwise your lyrics will never match Miss Swift's requirements.”
As he spoke, Alvin glanced at the girls who were reveling with wine glasses, smiled and patted the fat man Wang Yuan on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Man, don't think about this, you don't want to pick her up, what's wrong with this?" of?
At least you met her and chatted with her for a long time..."
Fatty Wang Yuan shook his head unwillingly and said softly: "Maybe I want to..."
Just when the fat Wang Yuan was feeling sorry for himself, the first girl who had the courage to try appeared. A long-legged Latina supermodel went up and held the handle of Mjolnir. She grinned and tried for a long time without making it move at all.
However, the failed Latin supermodel boldly raised a large glass of whiskey and poured it into her mouth, which received a lot of cheers for her, making the atmosphere even more heated.
Thor watched uncomfortably as his mother hugged his sister and Sif smiled and whispered something. Facing Frigga, who was completely different from the mother in his memory, Thor's eyes were a little straight. Alvin said: "Do you think I should inform my father that something is wrong with Frigga?"
Alvin finally withdrew his eyes from several supermodels with honey-colored skin and "shabby clothes" who wanted to sponsor them some clothes. He looked at Saul like a fool and said, "You'd better do this, like a If you are bullied, go and cry to your father like a naughty child of your parents, and maybe he will take the hammer back for you."
Thor glared at Alvin unhappily, pointed at his Thor's Hammer, and shouted: "This is an insult to Mjolnir..."
Alvin looked at a blond Eastern European girl sitting on the ground with her legs crossed, Thor's hammer, and her hands pulling the handle of the hammer hard.
Facing the grieving Thor, Alvin glanced at the men with straight eyes around him, thought for a while and said: "There are probably many people here who are willing to lie there instead of that hammer."
As he spoke, Alvin supported his cheek with one hand, looked at the women dancing with demons with the clearest eyes, and said: "Maybe Mjolnir is enjoying it..."
Just as Alvin was trying to persuade Sol nonchalantly, Steve walked into the restaurant from outside.
The tall and strong Steve was wearing a police officer's uniform. Alvin guessed that the person who helped him choose this outfit must be a lustful woman, because the too-tight uniform looked like it could be torn off easily.
It is said that Duke, a member of the New York Emergency Response Team, once used the alias "Magic Mike" to wear such clothes at various ladies' bachelor parties and made a lot of money.
Unaware of the significance of his attire, Steve unbuttoned his shirt to catch his breath.
Then he walked up to Alvin and the others despite the "burning" gazes of the women, looked at the guys with strange expressions, and said, "What's wrong? This is a makeup party, what's my problem?"
Stark looked at Steve's chest that seemed to be about to "explode", glanced at the ladies whose eyes were always drifting in this direction, and said unhappily: "No problem, we are waiting for you to stand on the bar and dance for us. dance.
The ladies here are very rich, I guess as long as you can afford it, you will become rich. "
Steve frowned and looked at Stark, who had a sour tone, and said, "What's wrong with you? Why should I dance?
This outfit is terrible, I can’t even sit down now without worrying about the seams in my pants...”
Alvin looked at this "ignorant" old man with laughter and said with a smile: "Let me guess, your makeup artist must be a woman, and she must be about forty years old.
You have to be careful, I think you will be eaten by those women! "
As he spoke, Alvin looked at the baffled Steve, smiled, patted him on the arm, and said, "Why didn't April come with you? Believe me, if she saw you like you are now, why would she come to you?" The room will definitely be equipped with speakers and steel pipes, haha..."
After hearing this, Steve finally came to his senses. He seemed to have become some kind of professional cowherd. This discovery made him couldn't help but smile bitterly, and then said: "No wonder those people stare at my butt all the way I walk here." …”
With that said, Steve turned around and prepared to go home and change his clothes again. Alvin quickly grabbed him and shouted: "No, this is good. The atmosphere will be even more heated with you here, and the enthusiasm of those girls will be completely eliminated." lit.
How nice is this, you don’t suffer any disadvantages from being looked at! "
As he spoke, Alvin glanced at the girls who were extremely excited because of Steve's arrival, turned to the unhappy Stark and said: "It seems that our reputation does not have big chest muscles and eight-pack abs to attract people. .
I think I should find a reliable fitness coach for myself. Do you have any good recommendations? "
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I am still reviewing myself bit by bit, and the pressure in the past few days has indeed been a bit too much.
Especially looking at my stupid commas...
I don't know about anyone else, but my own sense of uncertainty as a newbie is causing me to lose sleep again.
In fact, I asked myself that there was nothing wrong with what I wrote. Putting aside the issue of "shame", it would be fine if I read it to my son when he turns 18.
But recently, all kinds of so-called "news" have flooded the Internet, good, bad, true, and false, which have aggravated my sense of uncertainty.
I want to tell a funny story, a funny story about a hodgepodge of movie characters!
This is my original intention of writing this book, and I have to finish it no matter what!
May Qidian overcome the difficulties soon, and may all sincere works be safe...
As an author writing at the starting point, I hope that everyone can tide over the difficulties together, authors, readers, websites...
This place has always brought joy to everyone. When everyone concentrates and sets sail again, this is still the starting point!
Finally, thank you to all book friends! Thanks!