Chapter 1145： Candidate

Alvin raised his thumbs at the old judge, and the old guy did find someone.

Alvin didn't know about Flint Marco in the past, but Frank had inspected that guy and he had the ability to "sand".

Frank's can't tell where the upper limit is, but it's very powerful.

This guy did a solid job as a security guard at school for his daughter, and also did a part-time job of mixing concrete in the dock area to save college fees for his own girl.

In fact, Alvin likes this guy most because he is Sam's friend.

A person who has the patience to become a friend with a fool should not be a bad person anyway ...

The first candidate proposed by the old judge showed that he had been well thought out. Aside from the powerful activists of John Witkey, one Flint Marco was enough to make a fortune for his bailiff team.

Alvin looked at his old judge with a smile, and said a little helplessly: "You talk to him yourself, he agrees, I'm definitely fine!

Can you stop scratching my hands at my school?

Look a little farther. How many green onions can I have in that elementary school? "

The old judge smiled and nodded, and said, "Well, look at your fiancee's flower shop. That Barbara Moore is good. A woman like that is a little wronged for you as a flower shop manager.

In fact, I think that snowy night was also very good, but the little girl seemed unwilling.

She seems to be inseparable from the fragrant flowers, which makes me a little strange ... "

Alvin was ridiculed by the greed of the old guy. He said funnyly: "Barbara Moore was a level 8 agent of SHIELD. Purely speaking, the level may be higher than you, so your old man is not satisfied?

The **** Snowy Night is actually not easy, just let her go.

Besides, if you dig everyone out, can't Fox's flower shop be opened? "

The old judge smiled helplessly and said, "Well, I see!

But can you help talk to that Barbara Moore, she seems not interested in my plan.

But our team needs a well-thought-out person, and she is really suitable ... "

Alvin laughed and shook his head. "They are all free. Although I don't like Barbara Moore much, she is still free.

You can convince her to work for you, I certainly don't care, but let me help you to "persuade" her to work for you, I can't!

Because I'm not sure if she likes this job, and whether this job is good or bad for her ...

Especially recently I have started to realize the weight of my speech!

Not a close person, I will not give my 'opinion' ... "

Having said that, Alvin glanced at John Freelancer and said to the old judge with a smile: "You have convinced John. Who else can you not convince?

And I actually think that as long as you find a reliable intelligence team, John alone is enough! "

The old judge glanced at the silent John Freelancer, and he said a bit frustrated: "I think so too ...

But first you need to convince me ... "

Alvin listened for a moment, then looked at Dalia and said, "I thought John had made a decision. What did you mean ...

Otherwise what are you doing here?

If it's just for my opinion, it's not necessary at all!

Everyone should have the right to decide how they should live! "

Without waiting for Dalia to speak, John Witkey, who had been silent, patted her on the shoulder, then looked at Alvin and said, "I think the security job of the Mutant Artificial Society is suitable for me ..."

Saying John Witkey glanced at the old judge, he said, "I have a good part-time job in the mutant court, but I have no interest in the position of bailiff!"

Alvin heard a stunned look at the old judge with a grin on his face, and co-authored the old man without persuasion, but just wanted to frame himself to stand on his platform to make him recruit ...

No wonder he mentioned earlier that the Mutant Artificial Society should have its own law enforcement team, co-authoring this is his second option for himself.

After all, mutant humans will stand up to their own fame. It's not difficult to guess what those unruly guys choose ...

Alvin looked at the old judge who was suddenly angry, and said with a smile: "You are not good, tell me how many suitable candidates did you find?

Flint Marco, have you ever talked to him? "

The old judge patted the handle of the sofa with annoyance. He glared at the expressionless John Freelancer and said, "At present, only John is half a part-time bailiff, and everyone else is hesitant.

I even paid an annual salary of 60,000, plus the business travel subsidy, the combat subsidy of about 100,000 a year could not recruit the right manpower ...

That Flint Marco even refused me with a monthly salary of 4,000 ... "

Alvin looked annoyed by the old judge and suddenly felt very cool!

The old things are alarmist and tempting, and the result is no gain at all. The only John Freelancer is still a part-time job. The part-time job is still half, haha ​​...

Alvin likes to look at these clever guys who are bored and helpless ...

Looking at the annoyed old Judge Capster, Alvin said with a smile: "The annual salary of 100,000 is not a condition for showing off. Flint Marco's part-time concrete business has a monthly income of tens of thousands of yuan.

You can work hard, there is always someone who loves justice is willing to support your ideas, haha ​​... "

Hella didn't know when she was behind Alvin, and she looked down at the old judge with scorn, saying, "We can form a law enforcement team by ourselves. Flint Marco is one of our candidates ...

In the future, if the mutant court needs to arrest the wanted criminals, we can entrust us to help, of course, there will be some considerable costs in it. "

Talking about Hella looking at Alvin with a strange expression, he said disdainly, "This old thing wants to use your influence to dig your corner. Did you actually react to it now?

Did you get to where you are now by the ‘stupid blessing’? "

Alvin heard that his nose was almost crooked. This woman classified the art of conversation of the old judge into the ranks of conspiracy and deception. How did she classify herself into the ranks of fools?

Seeing what she has said until now, Alvin estimates that the old judge must have talked to her and reached some agreement ...

For example, the establishment of the Mutual Labor Law Enforcement Team must be confirmed by yourself.

But the old judge found that he seemed to speak well, so he changed his goal and wanted more support.

This kind of communication is actually a very interesting thing. After all, everyone's ultimate goal is to be the same, but being agitated by Haila is a bit of an outburst ...

Glancing at the embarrassing old judge, Alvin squinted and looked at Hella, who was very different from the past, and said yin and yang strangely: "It looks like our Royal Highness is really a qualified presidential candidate, and I started thinking Generated income for the union ...

Tell me, what is the picture of your old man working so hard? "

Hella heard the suffocation, and then stretched her arms around Alvin's neck, shaking, and said, "I want a keel, would you give it to me?"

With his tongue out, Alvin signaled to the old judge that he was okay, and said hardly, "Give it! If you want me, give it!"

What is the relationship between us, the keel is not trivial! "

Hella listened for a moment, and she looked at Alvin with a loose smile and said, "What is our relationship?"

The corner of Alvin's eyes caught Fox's gaze. He looked at Hera seriously and said, "I and Friega are good friends. If you don't mind, you can call my uncle ..."

Hella stared at Daria, covering her mouth with a smile on John Witkey's arms, and then she heard Alvin gritting her teeth and staring at the innocent face.

Alvin is a man who can watch the wind. He magically took out two keels and plugged them into Hella, saying, "Isn't it just the keel, just say it!"

I know you're defending the interests of the Mutational Society, but the ultimate goal of Judge Capster is actually the same. It doesn't have to be too ugly.

I'm not very smart, but aren't everyone taking care of me?

The old guy's "conspiracy" didn't work either, right? "

Hella looked at the two light keels in her hand. She hesitated, stomping the marble floor under her feet into powder, and then turned away from the hall to the golf course outside ...

Passing by Ginny, who was playing with her baby, Hella picked her up, said something in her ear, and then Ginny followed her to the golf course with a smile ...

Alvin reached out to Old Judge Capster with a strange expression and said with a smile: "I don't know what you said before, but I understand what you mean.

I'm happy to help you, but it certainly doesn't include forcing anyone to be a bailiff for you.

But I can recommend you a few suitable candidates, and you should be able to convince them to help you. "

Speaking of Alvin, the old judge who looked better ~ www.novelhall.com ~ said with a smile: "The last police director of Hell's Kitchen, 'Iron Hand' Mistinette, she is now running a partnership with Jessica To a detective agency, but their business is terrible, you should be able to convince her to become a bailiff ... "

Alvin said that he was a little bit distracted. When he mentioned the "iron hand", he thought of Bucky who is still in Africa. Compared to Bucky, Misti can only be a low-profile "iron hand".

If Frank Caster, Killer 47, Bucky Barnes, and John Freelancer make up the bailiff version of "cold blood", "relentless", "iron hand", and "fighting", what is this concept?

The old judge must have no such blessing, but let them all mutate the artificial society to make a name for deterring Xiaoxiao. By the way, it should still be possible to satisfy the feelings of the old man ...

The old judge waited for Alvin's following with a pen and paper, and found that he actually started to lose his mind. He was helpless and wanted to say something to remind Alvin, but there was a cheer from little Ginny outside the hall ...

Alvin looked back at the stadium outside the hall as if awakened, and then said, "What the **** is this?"