Chapter 729： Idiot war

Alvin hung up the phone, looked at Stark walking around, and said with a smile: "They're all right, Steve rushed over ..."

Stark lowered his head and clenched his fists, snarled lowly like an angry lion, and said, "This is the most unacceptable place for me. My fiancee is in danger, but I can only lie down. Pretend to be dying on this **** bed ... "

Alvin shook his head with a smile and said, "You're asking too much of yourself, and they are certainly not in danger.

If this kind of thing doesn't happen again in the future, we have to dig out those unclear minds, and then kill them in the most painful way. This will ensure your peace for many years! "

As Alvin walked over to Stark, holding his shoulders and smiling, he said, "There must be a time for you to play, but now you can only lie in bed.

As long as no one touches your ass, you will still be a dying guy! "

Stark angrily pushed Alvin's arm away, walked to the side of the coffee table, picked up a glass of whiskey and poured it, then smashed his lips and said, "What the **** is going on in this world?

Those people dare to trample on the law for any benefit ... "

Alvin let out his helpless amount, and said with a smile: "That's not a little profit. What does capital theory say?

Can you die for a lot of money? This should be the theory of bank robbers!

I don't know what is going on here, but yesterday a vice president was assassinated and a Middle East prince lost his life.

Do you think these things are related to your experience?

The Middle East, oil, new energy, Stark, attack you, and kidnap Pepper. All their actions are purposeful. "

With Alvin frowning and shaking his head, he said a little irritably, "This is my least favorite part, because we might end up killing a lot of people.

Even so, we cannot guarantee that such things will happen in the future. "

When Alvin was talking, Bruto knocked on the door of the ward, and then said, "Principal Alvin, the battle on the street affected a lot of people. Someone called to ask me if I can accept patients here ..."

Alvin looked at Bruto, who was a bit sympathetic, and nodded with a smile. "Why not? This is a hospital, and it serves all the residents of the Hell's Kitchen ..."

After thinking about Alvin, he said, "Is your doctor enough? I know one of the best surgeons, and I can ask him to help ..."

Bruto shrugged and said with a smile: "Don't look down on me, principal Alvin. I have dozens of doctors here. Although they are a little stained, the technology is still fine.

Blessed are the poor ghosts here! "

Alvin looked at Bruto, who was a little proud, and said with a smile: "You bastard, don't make fun of other people's lives. I asked Dr. Ethan to come here to help and call William Rush, as long as he Send him to the emergency room before smoking marijuana! "

Bruto was obviously very interested in William Rush, and he quickly nodded and said, "Yes, if you can convince Dr. Rush to work here with me.

This **** took me 20,000 pieces of marijuana, but he still treats me as a drug dealer, don't I look fierce? "

Alvin waved his hand to indicate that Bruto should stop talking nonsense. He took out the phone and dialed Dr. Ethan, telling him about the situation here, and Dr. Ethan promised to drive towards him.

As for William Rush, his phone could not be reached. The tone in the message box was very unfriendly. "No matter who you are? Dr. Rush is off work now. If you are dying, remember to pray ..."

Alvin hung up the phone, spread his hands towards Bruto, and said with a smile: "I advise you not to make this guy's idea, he is a troublemaker ..."

With Alvin smiling and pointing out the window, he said, "The first official opening of the hospital is today, so keep your people busy ...

But before that, I have to kill a few flies ... "

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There are not too many guests at the Peace Hotel today. Two stubborn men are sitting in front of the bar, waiting for their dinner.

The busy old man in the bar gave a glance at the two guys, shook his head a little pity, and then ignored them.

Lao Cheng is thinking that the business here has slipped a bit recently. As a chef, should he have a snack and develop a new dish or something?

Jessica was standing inside the bar and wiping the wine glass in her hand. She could feel the abnormal shape in the restaurant, but she couldn't say anything about it. Maybe there are too many raw faces today ...

Shangqi, dressed in a waiter's uniform, walked to the bar and looked at Jessica, who was a bit distracted, and said with a smile, "Lemonade is gone. Are you doing more? Those children are big consumers ..."

Jessica froze, and then took a look of dissatisfaction, then gently pulled him, put his head to his ear and whispered, "You don't feel any problem here? Today's face A little too much ... "

After listening to the sound, he took a funny look at Jessica and said indifferently, "What's this? Do they dare not pay for the trouble?

We are a restaurant, can you still drive someone out? "

Jessica was a little dissatisfied with the good breath. She looked at the children who were playing outside the door, and said a little bit displeasedly, "Don't learn Alvin to talk, call Nick and send them to the room, then the people here Send them away. "

Looking up at Jessica who suddenly gave the order, she stunned for a few seconds and said, "Okay, you are the boss ..."

Jessica looked at the gas going out the door and said a little bit inexplicably, "What's the matter with you? My tone is a bit too much?"

He got up and looked back at Jessica, smiled and shook his head and said, "No, it's not overwhelming!

The boss once told me that the more dangerous moments, the more we must trust our family!

He also said that you are the most trustworthy person, because you can only protect your family and not be smart.

Even if you have the power to shatter a lion, you will only stay with your family! "

He shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile, "I was a little unbelievable before because you made new friends ...

But now I believe ... "

Shangqi and Jessica's unscrupulous conversation caused a little commotion in the restaurant, and several familiar neighbourhood neighbors became less friendly looking at strangers.

The two guys sitting in front of the bar stared at each other, then took a look at the gas that was walking outwards. One of the men with a scar on his forehead said to Jessica standing at the bar: "A restaurant It is not good practice to drive away your own guests.

Our steak is not here yet, maybe you should be able to wait for us to finish the signature steak here! "

Jessica doesn't know how long no one has spoken in this place. Everyone here knows to respect the Peace Hotel. This is the basis of survival in the Hell's Kitchen. What's wrong now ...

Jessica walked in front of the two men and gave them a funny look across the bar, then squinted and said, "You must not know where this is, otherwise you wouldn't be able to talk to me like that!

If you come to trouble yourself, you are too stupid!

If you are sent to trouble, you are even more stupid! "

Speaking of Jessica frowning at the old Kent who sits on the bar every day on time, he said, "What kind of talent do you say will come to trouble the Peace Hotel? I think it is the information society now ..."

The old Kent looked around, shook his head with a smile and said, "Never underestimate the stupidity of stupid people! They always try to defeat the enemy with" stupidity! "

If there are smart people in the world, how many "wars" are there? "

The man with scarred forehead listened to the conversation between Jessica and Old Kent, interrupted them lightly, and then said, "I just need to finish my steak, and I am hungry now ..."

Speaking of this scar-faced man, he looked at Jessica lightly, and blinked his eyes and said, "I can give a little more tip, maybe we can go on a date ..."

Old Kent saw Jessica waving his fist. He somewhat concealed the steak in front of him and made a look that couldn't bear to look directly at ~ www.novelhall.com ~ The companion of the Scarface Man looked at him in surprise. The "skinny" chick punched her scarred companion. At first he didn't really care, because the waiter chick didn't look threatening, but ...

A heavy fist of Jessica smashed his mouth across the Scarface man's palm. At the moment of contact, time seemed to stagnate. The fierce force caused the scarface man's palm and mouth to be terribly deformed.

After a sore blast, the scary unlucky ghost seemed to have been hit by a cannonball and flew out of the restaurant's door from the bar chair.

Old Kent glanced back at the unfortunate jerky man who fell into the mouth of the restaurant with his palm in his mouth. He smiled and stretched out his hand to that unlucky friend's companion. I don't know in the future, I hope you have dentist insurance ... "

The unlucky companion stunned for two seconds, then suddenly pulled out a pistol and pointed at Jessica, exclaimed angrily, "We are the CIA, you need to pay for this, you ..."

The unfortunate companion of the unlucky ghost had not yet spoken, and his right hand holding the pistol was held by a large hand.

Ghostly charms appeared behind him and tightened his palms with smirk and smirk. One of his index fingers held the sleeve of the pistol with only the power of four fingers ...

The unlucky ghost felt a deep pain for a second, and then didn't even have time to scream, and saw his pistol grip and his palm "grow" together.

The fragments of the pistol burst were squeezed into the already soft palm ...

Looking up at the CIA agent who had painfully forgot to yell, she smiled and said, "No matter who you are or what you want to do?

This is Hell's Kitchen ... "