Druid in the Marvel Universe Chapter 39: Ghost Beer and Blood Whiskey

Time flew by quickly, and in the blink of an eye, three days had passed. The vampires in Hell's Kitchen were completely wiped out by the excited gangsters.

In fact, by the end, hunting vampires had become a very interesting gang activity. They were tough, could run, and resisted fiercely, which made the gang leaders' henchmen love it and find it very thrilling.

"Athens," "Rome," and "Sparta," the three ghost wolves, helped them uncover all the hiding places of the vampires in Hell's Kitchen, except for the first few. The gangsters wielded silver weapons scavenged from various places, dragged the vampires out of houses or basements, and watched them turn to ashes in the sunlight.

Afterward, they discovered the fun and excitement of hunting vampires. The remaining ten or so marked locations were kept for a thrilling hunting competition once everyone was ready.

A guy who ran a casino even set odds for the skilled participants in the event. This is the hallmark of Hell's Kitchen gangsters—they live recklessly and fearlessly!

In the end, it was said that many people died, and the champion was Kingpin's sexy subordinate, Matt the blind man's dream girl, Elektra. Bullseye, the fool, got shot twice. These brainless gangsters always thought vampires fought with claws and teeth, not realizing that vampires also had intelligence and could use guns.

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Alvin leaned against the bar, watching the TV hanging from the ceiling. The TV was showing Stark's press conference exposing the existence of vampires. The press conference was packaged as a farcical performance to gain exposure, another prank by the playboy Tony Stark.

Every TV station had reports about Stark and the vampires. However, most of them were mocking Stark's outrageous personality and speculating when he would enter the entertainment industry. Stark had become the latest source of jokes on almost all talk shows.

A crisis involving vampires was easily resolved by an invisible hand, without any trace of conflict, only Stark's anger.

However, it wasn't entirely useless. An angry Stark posted some vampire videos online. Subsequently, the guys from Hell's Kitchen eagerly uploaded their own photos and videos of hunting vampires to their social media platforms. Yes, even gangsters have their own social media.

Although the posts were quickly deleted, it made some people start to believe that the vampires in the videos were real. The existence of vampires was accepted by some willing believers, who formed a discussion group and organized a forum to share tips on dealing with vampires.

At this point, the guys from Hell's Kitchen finally had a place to shine. They were called "boss" and "hero" as they revealed all the vampires' weaknesses online.

Unfortunately, this was Hell's Kitchen, a place that was ostracized. The people and events here seemed to be separated from the real world by an invisible wall. People instinctively distrusted anything from Hell's Kitchen. If the vampire hunting had happened in Manhattan, things might have been different.

After dinner, everyone was in a bad mood, and the adults were cursing the damn TV station in their hearts.

And our young Nick started complaining from the moment he began eating, "Honestly, Alvin, I hate the taste of garlic. It makes my mouth smell bad every day, and I haven't talked to any girls for three days. Please, change the menu!"

Ginny, however, was very happy. Peeling garlic with her dad every day was a fun activity, and her dad's garlic seafood was really delicious.

Alvin ignored Nick's complaints and said, "Nick, buddy, even without garlic, you wouldn't dare talk to girls. Your teachers can testify to that." Clearing his throat, he imitated a teacher, "Principal, I think Nick might have a psychological issue. He gets nervous when talking to girls, and sometimes I worry he might faint."

Alvin laughed heartily, blocking Nick's angry attacks in embarrassment. The phone rang!

"This is Alvin! Who's calling?"

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"Oh~ Mr. Stark, I saw your stand-up comedy on TV. It was very funny. You'd make a great comedian!"

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"Hey, you should be nicer to your fans. I'm not joking; you really are funny."

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"Alright, alright, I apologize, but you really messed this up. You ruined everything."

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"No need, there's no need to talk to me. This morning, the last vampire in Hell's Kitchen was killed. I'm from here, and I only care about this place. Let others worry about the rest."

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"Your idea of taking a break is good, but isn't Afghanistan a bit too remote? I think Miami suits your style better. Haha!"

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"Seriously, buddy, I'm not blaming you. You did what you could, and the rest is up to those responsible. Remember, buddy, if you have any problems, give me a call. I still think Afghanistan is not a good choice."

Alvin hung up the phone because a bald, one-eyed black man had ignored Thor and Dom's threats and walked in. Behind him was a visibly embarrassed S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, Phil Coulson.

Alvin gave Coulson a playful smile and said, "I thought we had an agreement, Agent Coulson. You should know that agreements are meant to be kept."

The ugly, one-eyed black man stopped Coulson from speaking. He greeted Frank first, "Hey~ buddy, I heard you've been doing well lately."

Frank's expression was complicated. He opened his mouth a few times, but in the end, he downed a glass of whiskey and slammed the glass on the table without responding to the black man's greeting.

The black man wasn't embarrassed by Frank's reaction. He boldly sat at the bar, knocked on the bar counter with his right hand, and said, "I'm just passing by for a drink. What? Not welcome?" completely ignoring Agent Coulson, who was awkwardly held back by JJ.

Alvin signaled to Jessica to take Nick and Ginny to their room to play for a while.

Alvin walked to the bar himself. He knew exactly who this guy was—Nick Fury, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., a top military expert, and an extraordinary leader. He had some guesses about Fury's intentions.

Alvin smiled, took out two empty glasses, and placed them in front of Fury, saying, "Today, we only serve two kinds of drinks: Ghost Beer and Blood Whiskey. Which one would you like? Maybe you want to try both."