It was a brilliant weekend at Hell's Kitchen, and it was Alvin's second weekend back from Afghanistan.

Afghanistan obtained information and was handed over to Raymond by Alvin, after all, it is most appropriate to leave this kind of thing to him behind the scenes.

Stark handed over the rescued women to the Chinese convoy, and their destination was Pakistan anyway, and it didn't make any difference who went. It's just that they don't know that Stark spent a lot of money so that they can get a little preferential treatment in Pakistan.

Lennox was left behind in that unfortunate part of Afghanistan, where Stark organized a large amount of supplies to be dropped, and he worked with Afghan civilians who had been in the hands of terrorists to set up a logistics base.

Everything went relatively well, and Alvin was rarely at ease.

Alvin wasn't in a good shape right now, though, and he was standing at the bar, chin tilted and trying not to let old Cage spit in his face.

The old creature held a glass of whiskey in one hand, pointed at Alvin in the other, and shouted loudly, "Why can't you little bastard do something good?"

Look at me, look at my body, I didn't fucking shave my hair so clean in my hippie days.

Now that several important people in the school have become "light eggs", even fucking my wife has become "light eggs" What do you want to do? ”

Alvin raised his chin slightly, squinted his eyes and stared at this old thing who was cheap and well-behaved, wanting to sarcastically say a few words to him, but finally decided to endure it, the old guy is over 80, and he will have to pay the medical bills in case he gets angry.

It's just that this old thing doesn't have a few hairs on its head, and it's really sad to use this as an attack on himself, do you still care about these when you're seventy or eighty? What do you want all that hair?

Old Cage probably discovered Alvin's strategy of not scolding back, touched his bald head covered with age spots a little boringly, looked at Professor Wilson who was wearing a wig and a decent suit, and said unhappily: "What are you doing this old thing dressing up like an Englishman every day?" With a top wig, you're not a "bare pig" anymore? ”

The elegant Professor Wilson sat down next to him with a glass of whiskey, avoiding the radiance of old Cage's poisonous tongue, and then smiled softly at his bald wife, then glanced at Alvin, and said, "You should have told us that there would be such a side effect."

The wigs, eyebrows, and beard that match my style need to be customized, and you make me uncomfortable every day! ”

Alvin glanced at the wig on Professor Wilson's head that looked like it grew on his head, and at Vice Chancellor Nelson, who was holding a stall next to him, and had a new understanding of the "beauty" of this old thing. This old guy has been handsome all his life, and he is estimated to be handsome in the coffin!

Alvin ignored the old Cage, he looked at the old Parker who had been smiling all the time, smiled and added him a glass of whiskey, and said, "It was the most special day I have ever experienced, and it was a really amazing feeling that the cleanest people in the world were in my restaurant." ”

Old Parker touched his bald head, sighed, and said, "I don't care where my hair goes, but I don't even have eyebrows that make me very unaccustomed."

Mei tried a few times, but no matter how I looked at it in the end, the eyebrows I drew made me look stupid.

God forbid, today I found that they are still growing, otherwise I would have to consider getting a makeup artist to consult what to do. ”

Alvin looked around at the "bare-bones" and smiled with a sense of accomplishment, who could shave these people and make them smile? Lao Tzu is the first one! They have to say thank you to me!

The only people who survived were Alvin, Steve, Ginny and Hela.

Hela didn't mention it, and drank the keel wine, and Steve's modified body was not affected in any way, at best, it was like eating too much Viagra.

This made April, who had also drunk the keel wine, follow, and at least Steve proved that he definitely didn't soak her because of her looks.

Little Ginny took advantage of Alvin's time in Afghanistan to make up her mind to keep up with her brother, and in the end, the little fool pulled Mindy, who didn't know the truth, to secretly drink a sip of "dragon bone wine", and as a result, Little Ginny was fine, and Mindy became the unlucky "victim".

The ten-year-old girl had been crying for three days, and she didn't mean to stop yet, and Alvin felt that if she didn't save her, she would beat the gloating Nick to death.

Today, because there were a lot of guests at home, little Ginny happily played the role of a waitress and brought a large glass of lemonade to the women who gathered.

Every woman there would enviously touch the long brown curly hair on the little girl's head when little Ginny passed by, and then glared hatefully at Alwyn, who was nothing.

Pepper brought a very expensive female makeup artist, with a large number of wigs and cosmetics, and became the center of the woman.

Even Hela, a woman of several thousand years old, leaned in with great interest, watching the girl-made artist choose the right wigs for several women and explain their appropriate makeup.

The eldest daughter of Asgard had only lived on Earth for a short time before she was fascinated by the strange makeup techniques that had been a place for her punk-like smoky makeup in the past.

Alvin shook his head with a smile and walked to the end of the bar, where Raymond and Robert were sitting and drinking.

"Man, how are things going? Stark's operation was about to begin. Alvin asked with a smile as he placed a bottle of whiskey on the bar in front of them.

Raymond touched his fat bald head, tilted his neck slightly, and said confidently: "Soon, all the media channels have been found, your video and those photos will bring huge trouble to His Excellency the Vice President."

But the main thing for us is to buy time for Stark, and those things need to be released little by little.

Otherwise, that guy would suddenly fall, and another guy would take over his job, and Stark's plan would still be thwarted. ”

Raymond took a sip of whiskey and said with some malice: "My intelligence indicates that Vice President Andrew Van Buren will meet with a Middle Eastern activist in New York in three days.

He has to finalize a series of aid operations, including helping to exterminate demons in some countries and regions.

We could have surprised him that day! ”

Alvin looked at Robert, who looked calm, in surprise, and said: "What's the situation, this guy is one of the black hands in the chaos in the Middle East, how can he take over the negotiation of aiding the Middle East?" ”

Robert shrugged his shoulders calmly and said, "He supports terrorists for profit, but negotiating with Middle East representatives represents politics."

These people are filthy beyond your imagination, don't underestimate them, they can do anything. ”

Alvin shook his head and looked at Raymond with a smile and said: "I don't think I should get involved in this kind of thing in the future, anyway, I don't understand, it's my style to cut people happily." ”

Raymond shook his head helplessly, he had been here for a long time, but he still couldn't adapt to Alvin's style, this big guy was really not the kind of person who liked to ponder his enemies.

But it's good that I can finally find a place here with my profession.

Raymond stood up and put a top hat on his head, then drank the last bit of whiskey from his glass, and said, "Well, I'll leave these matters to me, and I'll make the Vice President think that his competitors are looking for trouble."

I love it here, so let's keep all the dirty politics out of here! ”

Alvin looked at Raymond who turned to leave with a smile, and said to his back: "I wanted to say thank you to you, but I suddenly thought that you are also a member of this place, can this "thank you" be omitted?" ”

Raymond, who had his back to Alvin, was stunned for a moment, he turned to look at Alvin with a smile on his face, paused for a few seconds, and then the old viper took his hat and put it on his chest and gestured, and said very formally: "This is my honor!" ”

…………

Bob Liswag checked into a hotel in New York, and he stood by the window of his room, looking out at a square five hundred meters away.

Three days later, Vice President Andrew Van Buren will give a speech here in which he will represent the American government to host a Prince from the Middle East, a social activist who has spent his life campaigning around the world for Middle Eastern issues.

Swagger recalls the information provided by IA agent Isaac that a super sniper will assassinate the vice president on the day of his speech.

Swagger was invited here as a super sniper to stop a possible assassination.

After all, anyone who knows about Super Sniper can only be another Super Sniper!

As a super sniper with a range of more than 2,000 meters, Swagger deeply understands that it is very difficult to find the enemy's position accurately in this high-rise place, and there is not too much time.

Luckily, they had plenty of manpower on their side, and Swagger only needed to mark the possible places, and then someone would block and monitor those possible firing points, which would greatly reduce his workload.

…………

Sitting on the couch of a beach house in Miami, he held the phone in his hand and looked at the blue sea, and said, "Killian, push your move back, and in three days you will launch an attack on Stark."

My men will send you the wreckage of two robots, which are Stark's new toys that you can study and maybe use to you.

It will take three days for our allies to find a flashpoint in American public opinion!

Be patient Kirian, you are the leader this time, and I can cooperate with you if necessary. ”