Chapter 42 Is Dracula a Duck?

When Director Fury heard Alvin's slightly provocative language, he grinned with a disproportionately wide mouth, showing teeth as white as snow.

Smiling, Fury said, "Mixing the blood of the wronged souls should be a good choice."

Alvin pursed his lips, tilted his head, gave him a glass of beer and a glass of whiskey, and said, "Then drink and get out of here. Honestly, it's hard for me to have a good impression of you, buddy."

Fury laughed and said, "Why? Because I don't have a big sexy butt?" Fury may have thought he made a good joke and laughed out loud.

Alvin looked at Director Fury with a little indifference, his smile less warm, and he said, "I am a friendly person, but you should not be on my client list."

Fury asked with interest, "Why? Because of Stark's funny appearance on TV for the past two days? Or are you racist?" He stared with his only eye, with an exaggerated expression, like a curious man. He looked at Alvin with curiosity.

Alvin poured himself a glass of whiskey with ice, looked at Fury coldly, and said, "Frank told me that one of his close associates, a very influential person, Director of SHIELD, Nick Fury? After avenging the gang, he solved the problem, and the price did not bother some government officials."

By the way, Alvin drank the whiskey in one gulp, and there seemed to be a problem with his face. Anger was visible.

"Frank trusted this person and even named his son Nick. But where was this powerful scumbag when Frank's wife was blown up and his son lost a leg?"

Alvin slammed the ruler with a hard blow, "Where was this scumbag when Frank was forced and sent on a mission?"

Alvin looked at him like an eagle, Fury's only eye, "Where was this scumbag when Nick was paralyzed in the hospital?"

The hippie smile on Fury's face disappeared, he looked at Alvin coldly, and said angrily, "Then let me tell you where this scumbag is."

Looking at Frank with a complicated expression, "When the explosion happened, this scumbag was chasing a group of terrorists in Europe. When Nick was lying in the hospital, this scumbag was resolving the chemical weapons crisis in the Middle East, wiping his butt while Frank avenged."

Fury looked at Alvin angrily, "To protect Nick. This scumbag, changing the information of the person who adopted him, letting his best agents be here and there, causing a big scandal, and it's still a joke."

Fury slammed the table hard and shouted at Alvin, "You say, where is this scumbag?"

Alvin looked at Fury cynically and said coldly, "This scumbag, with a high position, can't even help? He knew that his comrade was in trouble, his wife died, his son was injured, even after that was a personal view. Can't you see it? Do you know how cruel it was to send Frank on a mission at that time? Can't this scumbag with a high position say a word for him?"

Fury did not show weakness and said angrily: "We are all public officials, and it is our duty to serve the country. I also, all the time, try to protect this entire planet."

Alvin spread his hands and said with a sneer: "See, this is the difference between us, so you are not my friend, please don't break into my family meeting next time. From now on!" He glanced at Fury and Coulson, who were confused, pointing to the door, "Get out!"

Fury, realizing that he and Alvin had very different ideas, put on a business face and said, "I don't want to convince you, Alvin, I'm here just to remind you that vampires are a big problem. It's too deep, get out now."

Alvin looked at Fury jokingly and said, "It's hard for me to understand why the director of SHIELD came and told me these things. I think, at least in the matter of vampires, we should be on the same side. Isn't it SHIELD's responsibility to deal with this problem and solve something?"

Director Fury glanced at Frank, who was drinking, and sighed helplessly, saying, "It's difficult for me to explain this complicated issue to you. You can kill all the vampires you see and then face the possible consequences, which is Retaliation. You have this ability. But you can't expose it to the public. SHIELD itself has a department dedicated to hunting down criminal vampires, to limit the harm they do to humans."

Alvin didn't understand politics, and he didn't want to think about complicated issues.

However, he had a very simple idea.

Wolves and sheep will never be friends, they are natural enemies.

The relationship between humans and vampires is the same. It's difficult for Alvin to understand why there were so many people in the past who liked vampires and thought they were cool.

And why, in this life, there would be so many "ghosts" in this world.

But Alvin's power is limited. Stark, not because of external pressure, escaped and went to Afghanistan, but to test his new missile.

After thinking for a moment, Alvin said, "It's your job to handle it. I'm only responsible for killing them when they appear around me! Because~" He took the Remington from the bar and banged the door. One chance, "This is my territory!"

A tall body was thrown into the air.

Short curly brown hair, a handsome face like a knife, and a mustache.

Slightly thin and tough, in a special suit clearly made by a master.

Alvin's shot didn't cause any damage, and a black ripple passed in front of him, blocking the bullet.

The mustached man didn't feel the least bit ashamed for being blown into the air.

The cane in his hand danced with sugarcane flowers, behaving like a very cultured Englishman.

Nodding to everyone present.

Walking to the bar, first nodding to Fury, then looking at Alvin, smiling and saying, "Maybe you can give me a glass of blood whiskey first." The view that everything is under control.

Facing this sudden man, Alvin was very calm. This appearance couldn't put pressure on him. If he wore tight blue pants and red underwear on the outside, Alvin might be very scared.

Alvin smiled, poured a glass of whiskey, handed it to him, and asked, "I'm Alvin, the owner of the Peace Hotel, who are you?"

The handsome mustached man took the whiskey, sipped it, chuckled, and said, "You may have never heard my name before, my name is Vlad Dracula. From Hungary."

Alvin closed his mouth in surprise and said, "I always thought Dracula was a duck!"

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