Druid of Marvel

Chapter 83 – Red-Clothed Environmental Fighter

lvin patted JJ on the shoulder, smiled, and said to Steve: “This is my good buddy, the head of security at our school, you can call him JJ, he doesn’t like his name because it’s a very funny story.
I can’t talk about his name here, he’s going to go crazy! Haha!”

JJ rolled his eyes, shook hands with Steve, and said, “Nice to meet you, Steve Rogers, I’m glad someone has the same unlucky name as me!”

Steve was made fun of his name so many times, and he was helpless, so he could only say with a wry smile: “I don’t know what your unfortunate name is.
But I think, I should be called, little Steve, etc.
Yes, otherwise I’m going crazy too!”

JJ looked at Steve with great interest, thought for a moment, and said, “Maybe you should give yourself a nice alias, you can learn from me, you see, my name is JJ, it’s nice and easy to remember, right? Look, how about calling yourself DD? Don’t use the abbreviation of your own name, it’s too unfashionable to call yourself SL, I think DD is very good!”

Just when Steve was thinking about whether he should really be called DD, Alvin annoyedly stopped their bad naming idea.
One of them was called JJ, and it was already bad enough.
Another one was called DD and the law would be over.

It’s just that you were a security guard called JJ, no one dared to blow up the thorns with you.
If the football coach of the school bore the name DD in the future, how could he be taken seriously?

Whenever there was a Chinese person on the other side, tell them the meaning of the name DD.
People from their own school team could line up and jump into the river!

Several people chatted very speculatively, especially Frank and Steve, they were like good friends who hadn’t seen each other for a long time.

And Frank heard that Steve would be a colleague in the future, and he boldly invited him to live in his home.
After all, whether his son would have the honor of bringing the team into the field in the future depended on Steve!

Several people drank a lot, but no one was drunk.
JJ wanted to give this new guy with an arrogant name a good look!

But he found that Steve always looked like he was going to be drunk, but he just wasn’t.
This made JJ curious, what was the situation with this guy?

It wasn’t until little Ginny got out of the shower that she came down to look for her father in a bit of annoyance.

Alvin picked up Ginny and wanted to kiss her, but unfortunately, the little girl didn’t like the smell of alcohol, so she covered her nose and tugged at Dad’s ear, signaling that it was time to go to bed!

Alvin signaled to the three that the party was over.
If there was something to talk about, talk about it tomorrow, and go to sleep now.

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Late at night, 2 am!

Alvin suddenly sat up from the bed and texted Frank on his phone.

Then a box was pulled from under the bed, and out of it the old Winchester named “Jessica’s Fist” was taken out.
He loaded the old gun with bullets and hung a munitions belt on the body.

He gently walked to the attic, woke Nick up, took him to his room, went to wake up Jessica, and drove her to his room.

Alvin groped at the head of the bed and pressed a switch.
A bulletproof steel plate emerged from the window and the door, blocking the door and window, and could only be opened from the inside.

Alvin hugged Jessica and gestured for her to take care of the two children.
He pushed the door open and went out to the attic.

Hell’s Kitchen at two in the morning was very quiet, and Alvin pushed open the attic window and looked out, but found nothing.
But the crows and the ghost wolves were telling him that many people came to the restaurant.

Steve, who was sleeping, was suddenly awakened by a feeling of trembling.
When he woke up, he saw Frank, who was fully armed by the window, and asked in surprise: “Man, what’s going on? I just felt a little bit not right, but you dressing like this at two in the morning, isn’t the reaction too violent?”

Frank looked back at Steve with contempt, and said, “How long has it been since you really fought? There may be a big scene today!”

After Frank finished speaking, he threw an HK416 rifle and a few magazines to Steve, and said, “I hope you are not bragging about your abilities.
I may not be able to take care of you in a while.”

Steve, fiddling with the rifle in his hand, it was not difficult for him, he said with some surprise: “What the hell is going on? Dude, you have to tell me, otherwise, it will be difficult for me to fight an enemy I don’t know about.
Or is this a special welcome ceremony at your community school? “

Frank pondered for a while, and said, “It should be people from the Hand, they are a gathering for scum, and they mainly do killers and drugs.
The people there recruited students in our school, trained them to be killers, and JJ and I knocked out a few divisions, they are probably here for revenge this time.
You can observe later, before deciding whether to join the war or not, this is your choice.”

Frank ignored Steve after he finished speaking, and looked for the target outside the window with the FN SCAR in his hand.
He believed in Alvin’s judgment, and this seasoned executioner had roughly found the enemy’s location.

Alvin didn’t care much about who came, but these guys were so well hidden that he felt annoyed.
‘You can sit still and watch the animals kill all the people who come, but doesn’t that make you seem too useless?’

In Alvin’s troubles, the quiet atmosphere lasted for more than ten minutes, until Thor impatiently slapped the road beside him.

A guy in a red ninja suit, wearing something like digital camouflage, screamed and jumped up.
Seeing his shoulders shriveled, it was estimated that this guy had turned useless.

Before Thor could kill the guy, Frank shot him in the head.

What was terrifying was that the dead killer turned into a mass of ashes the moment his head exploded.

Frank looked a little surprised at the FN SCAR in his hand.
He had vampires before.
The vampires turned to ashes when they were targeted by lethal weapons.
Now he only had ordinary firearms in his hands.
It was a bit strange that this person turned to ashes when he died.

Steve looked a little surprised and said, “Man, what kind of gun are you using? It’s so powerful! Is it necessary to turn people into ashes? Isn’t it a little too powerful?”

Frank ignored Steve’s stupid question and focused on pouring a clip of bullets into the street.
Several red-clothed ninjas jumped up after being beaten, and one unlucky one was shot in the head and turned to ashes.

Steve saw clearly now that it wasn’t Frank’s gun that had a problem, but the killers who came here.
They would turn into ashes as long as they died.

Alvin understood the so-called stealth methods of these red-clothed ninjas, so there was nothing to be polite and summoned the Poison Creeper.

The poisonous vine shrunk down to the thickness of a finger and swam under the ground in front of the restaurant.
After a few seconds, dozens of strange bumps appeared on the ground of the street.

A red-clothed ninja with a relatively tenacious vitality held his neck, tumbled painfully on the ground for two laps, and then stopped.

When Alvin was going to look for those bumps carefully, those bumps suddenly disappeared, leaving only a strange fold.

Alvin thought this was very good, these ninjas in red were more environmentally friendly than vampires!

And there must be people in the outside world who were interested in the disguise of these ninjas.
Alvin felt that it was time for him to change his car!