Chapter 937 Pleasure and Surprise

Alvin sat on a beach chair by the sea with a cigar in his mouth.

The girl and the children went to the Jurassic World amusement park. The facilities there except for the carousel were very unfriendly to Alvin, so he chose to go to the beach to bask in the sun and show off his new eight-pack belly. muscle.

As the cruise ship sank to the bottom of the sea that day, the red energy transmitted to him by the golden vine began to slowly show its effect.

The function of that energy seems to be to bring a person's body into the most perfect state. It is mental at first, and it takes a while for the physical body to slowly adjust. Now the time is almost up.

After blowing a frivolous whistle at a passing bikini beauty, Alvin proudly lay on the lounge chair and showed off his perfect abs, attracting adoring and jealous eyes from all around.

Stark kept drinking a large glass of cocktail. He was fed up with Alvin. He had refused to put on a shirt since he discovered that he had abdominal muscles this morning.

Looking at Stark who was making disgusting noises in the wine glass with a straw, Alvin smiled and said: "Don't be like this, it's just eight beautiful abs, actually I don't care that much.

That's how it goes sometimes, good things happen to those who don't want anything. "

As he spoke, Alvin raised his upper body with his elbows to make his muscle lines more obvious. His actions caused a group of bikini girls gathered not far away to exclaim.

Winking at the girls, Alvin looked at Stark who was wearing a vest and refused to take it off, and said with a smile: "Actually, this doesn't mean much to me, after all, I already I have a sexy and invincible girlfriend, don’t you think so..."

Stark resisted the urge to smash the wine glass into Alvin's face, and then he took out the phone and called the butler Albus.

After the call was connected, Stark didn't even wait for Albus to speak. He couldn't wait to say: "Albus, contact me the best fitness coach in the world. I need perfect muscles..."

After saying that Stark glanced at the coquettish Alvin with "disgust", he said to the phone: "At least I have to have eight-pack abs. This is the minimum standard...

Tell the other party that I will offer one million for each piece of muscle. The shorter the time, the higher the price..."

Alvin looked at Stark showing off his "money ability" with disdain and said, "Brother, what's the point of always wasting money?

Don’t you need to sweat when you spend a lot of money?

I think the best fitness trainer in the world is in Hell's Kitchen, why don't you try him? "

Stark instantly understood that Alvin was talking about Steve, and he shuddered involuntarily when he thought that he was going to spend a long time with his friend who was a dead father.

Rejecting Alvin's suggestion with a wave of his hand, Stark said contemptuously: "Did you get all this through sweat?"

Alvin didn't care about Stark's jealous wails. He looked at a group of bikini girls not far away who started playing volleyball, and found that although their bikinis kept falling down, they still played volleyball optimistically.

Faced with this situation, Alvin felt that he could not look down on those girls who could not afford to wear clothes. He very "reservedly" sat up and whistled loudly, shouting: "Hey, beauties, can we join?

I have never played volleyball and may need some professional guidance..."

What surprised Alvin was that only half of the girls waved cheerfully to him. The other half were obviously not sportsmen, but the girls with extremely hot bodies seemed to be more interested in Stark.

Seeing the sexy way they were flirting with Stark, Alvin glanced sideways at Stark and said, "It seems like your money is still useful, so that even if you are a cripple, there will still be a silicone girl who loves you.

FUCK, they are actually bigger than volleyball..."

Stark, whose mood finally started to improve, raised his eyebrows at Alvin and said with a smile: "This is part of the overall strength. There are thousands of guys with eight-pack abs.

But there is only one richest man in the world, and girls will know how to choose.

Haha, the cowherd in the nightclub actually has a pretty good figure, maybe those girls who love you are rich women..."

Looking at Alvin's ugly expression, Stark felt a sense of pleasure in winning back the victory. He jumped up and walked towards the girls, saying, "Let's sweat a little, and then how about I buy you all a drink?"

Listening to the cheers from the girls, Alvin smiled and stood up to join them.

When facing those enthusiastic girls, even if you have no other thoughts in mind, the sense of vanity will still make people very happy.

It is not Alvin's character to "have fun when nothing happens". In his mind, enjoying the happiness brought by vanity is not shameful at all.

Just when the two girls came up enthusiastically to urge Alvin, his phone suddenly rang.

Holding the phone and making a helpless expression at the two bikini girls, Alvin said: "I need a little time, maybe you can start first. In fact, watching you play is also a kind of enjoyment..."

A blonde girl who was probably only in her early twenties smiled cheerfully and turned back to the court. The buttocks that could hold the wine glass and the missing underwear made Alvin stunned for two seconds.

Another girl with brown and healthy skin was much more bold. She looked at Alvin with wandering eyes and said with a smile: "The price of my room is a bit too high. I need someone to share it with me..."

Alvin looked at Professor Wilson's number displayed on the phone in his hand. He looked sympathetically at the healthy girl in front of him and said seriously: "You can tell me your room number.

I know the owner here very well. I can ask him to change you to a cheaper room. "

Watching the healthy girl leave, Alvin sighed with regret. There were not many opportunities to be seduced by a girl so directly. Unfortunately, she behaved too rudely. The blonde girl before was not like this...

After answering the phone, Alvin looked at Stark who was having fun and said a little unhappily: "Professor, your call came at a really bad time..."

Professor Wilson on the other end of the phone smiled and said, "Why, the beach, the beautiful women, and the beautiful scenery have made you want to leave?

You have a fiancée, don't mess around! "

Facing Professor Wilson’s tone of being experienced, Alvin smiled and said: “Of course, I have no plans to develop a mistress for myself.

Not to mention the heavy taste of finding a vampire mistress..."

As he spoke, Alvin laughed and said into the phone: "How did you convince that female vampire not to bite you, haha!"

Professor Wilson on the other end of the phone said angrily: "You little bastard, can't you say a nice word?

I have never had such a thing as a 'mistress', not in the past and not now! "

Hearing that the gentle Professor Wilson started to get a little excited, Alvin smiled and said: "Okay, okay, I'll just pretend you don't.

And I will definitely keep it a secret from Mrs. Wilson, I promise! "

As Alvin heard a familiar heroic laughter coming from the other end of the phone, he said happily: "Did that Tom Yasuo come to your place?

Remember to thank him for me, I like that gun very much..."

Professor Wilson smiled kindly and said, "Don't worry about that, anyway, if those things sink, Tom can't catch them himself.

Alvin, I need a little help..."

Alvin was stunned for a moment, then sat on the recliner and said seriously: "Tell me what?

As long as you don't want to resign, I'm happy to help with anything! "

Professor Wilson on the other end of the phone laughed happily and said, "It's no big deal, I just got the news that my vampire friend was kidnapped.

I need a little help to save people, and those guys at the Witcher Bar are perfect for that.

But I need some reliable people, and you can make them reliable, so I called you. "

Alvin frowned and thought for a while and said, "Do you know where the people who kidnapped your girlfriend are? I'll go back and chop them for you..."

Professor Wilson on the other end of the phone said with some emotion: "Thank you, but the job of rescuing people is not suitable for you.

The surveillance installed by Tom at home recorded their actions and conversations. The person who kidnapped Mina Harker was also a vampire. They needed Mina's ancient bloodline to sense the location of the ancestral treasure.

Those are vampires, and dealing with them is not difficult at all for those who are prepared.

All I need is some reliable hands..."

Professor Wilson breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Don't worry, my future lies in community schools, and I will never leave there before I die.

Also, Mina is really not my girlfriend. I have been sleeping in the study for three days recently because of this matter..."

Alvin felt that Professor Wilson really didn't want to get involved in his affairs. Maybe it was because he had been too cruel to those vampires in the past, so he was a little worried.

After thinking about it carefully, Alvin still rejected Professor Wilson's idea of ​​hiring those demon hunters. A group of unruly demon hunters who were not very afraid of death were really not good mercenary candidates.

How could Alvin feel relieved to leave Professor Wilson, an old man in his seventies, to them?

"Professor, how many people do you need? I'll find you a group of reliable people.

You're right, it's really not too difficult to deal with something that can kill with a flashlight..."

Professor Wilson on the other end of the phone sighed with emotion and said with a smile: "It feels good to know that someone cares!

I used to do things alone, but now I'm a little uncomfortable with having someone arrange everything for me.

I need 3 to 5 people, all of whom must be good with guns. It doesn’t matter if the number is smaller..."

Professor Wilson's "compromise" made Alvin smile with satisfaction and then hung up the phone.

Now he is afraid that these old guys will be willful. Sometimes old children are really not joking. The bad-mouthed cowboy professor Old Cage is one of them.

Looking at the address book on his phone, Alvin did some calculations, but found that there didn't seem to be too many suitable people. There were only 3 to 5 good gun users...

Alvin's definition of being good with a gun is definitely different from that of ordinary people. For Professor Wilson, even the ability to hit someone in the eye from a kilometer away would not qualify him!

Russell is definitely the most suitable candidate, but Alvin is worried that Russell will also kill the hostage.

After thinking for a long time, Alvin made a call...

After the call was connected, Alvin smiled and said: "Mr. Numbers, are you still in New York now? I have a good business here, big business!"

Killer 47 on the other end of the phone said a little surprised: "Manhattan Tomahawk still needs to find a killer?

I thought you just had to find the enemy and kill him to end it all. "

Alvin smiled and shook his head and said: "It's a pity that I don't have good marksmanship. You are the one who meets the requirements.

Tell me quickly whether you agree or not? I have to find other people, the task requires more people! "

Killer 47 on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment and said, "Isn't it an assassination mission?"

After saying that, 47 was silent for a moment, and then said in a strange tone: "I agreed!

It sounds like you need other help. Do you want me to recommend one for you? "

Alvin didn't expect that the usually cold Killer 47 would actually become enthusiastic. He said a little funny: "It's not easy for me to make money. How is the shooting skills of the person you recommend?

What I want is a good player, a super good player, a good player no worse than you! "

Killer 47 was silent for two seconds, and then said: "I am no match for him at close range, he is a true legend...

However, he has recently encountered trouble and needs the protection of a powerful person. "