Chapter 166: ID and options

Russell, lying on the bar, looked at Sprint, with a bright smile.
He turned his body a little bit hard, and Russell looked at Sprint and said, "Maybe I can do you a favor so that you won't be dissected."
Sprint looked at Russell strangely, and he thought the guy must be drunk and talking nonsense.
Russell saw Sprint's expression, smiled and looked at Alvin, and said, "I am the head of the SHIELD Anomaly Management Department. My department is responsible for registering all anomalous organisms that appear.
Maybe I can send you an ID card or something, it will make you less trouble, it depends on what you saved me.
If you do n’t believe me, you can ask the boss for confirmation, but hurry up, I do n’t know if I am still the leader in a few hours! "
Alvin saw Sprint looking at himself with anticipation, resignedly endorsed Russell, nodded and confirmed, "Yes, he is the head of the abnormal biological management department."
He said Alvin turned to look at Russell and said seriously: "Why have I never heard of you still having this kind of function?"
Russell crooked his head, grinned grinning, and said in a rather stingy tone: "Because I never sent it out, it's troublesome, I need to write a lot of reports."
Alvin watched him playfully manipulate the silver pistol on the bar, and he understood that the must have killed the "anomalous creatures" found.
Sprint wasn't stupid, he knew instantly, he looked at Russell with some hesitation and some expectations.
Russell glanced at Sprint, and said indifferently: "Don't have too much hope for that thing, the truth of that thing is not very useful, it is a certificate of guarantee from SHIELD. Let you be being government When the department catches it, it will not be sent to the planer.
This is the only thing I can do! I generally don't want to do this! "
Looking at the expression that Sprint was looking forward to, Alvin patted the bar and said to Russell, "Go ahead, hurry, do you need a computer or something for you?"
Russell smiled and said, "You still need a camera and a printer, man, you have to hurry up. I don't know if my permissions are still there. That Cyclops is not easy to mess with!"
Alvin nodded in agreement with him and greeted Peter. Only he knew the whole restaurant, so he could only help Russell.
I watched Russell look like a street fake dealer, taking pictures of Sprint and four little turtles in a decent way, and using a finger to percussion on the computer for a long time, before printing out several identity certificates.
Alvin looked at Peter and Stark who stood behind Russell, winking at himself, and Alvin knew that Russell, a computer blind person, had probably leaked a lot of information.
Reading is very important! You are a who doesn't have a computer. You use the computer in front of two masters and don't cover it. Is there any sense of security?
Ignoring the elated Sprint, Alvin called Fox and wanted to get her and Jessica back soon, Ginny and Nick still had to take care of themselves to be assured. Peter is a child of his own. It is no problem to look after the house. Taking care of the children may be a little difficult for them.
Then Alvin sought the opinions of Sprint and the little turtles. They could spend a night in the basement if they wished. Today's sewers are a bit dangerous for them.
Leonardo volunteered to help, and his brothers would stay in the restaurant. Alvin thought about it and agreed, they really needed someone familiar with the sewers.
I couldn't wait for Stark long ago, pulled up the red and black suitcase and stood up, putting on Mark 5 which he had previously bragged with Alvin.
Mark 5 is a bit thin compared to his previous steel suit, and it seems to be very protective, anyway, Alvin does not think this stuff looks very reliable.
Stark proudly walked to Alvin and said with a smile: "This is made of that extraterrestrial metal. This metal has a very high melting point and has a memory function. After being successfully shaped, it is deformed by attack and soon Can be restored. Excellent protection.
The main thing is that he is light and easy to carry. "
Alvin glanced at him unwillingly and did not have the patience to pour out his cold water, anyway, as far as he knew there was an ugly wack with a whip to prove that this Mark 5 should be considered a failed model.
I don't care about him. On the failed model, it is more than enough to fight vampires.
Dr. Eisen volunteered to stay here, and he could help if someone was injured. Alvin is of course happy to have him here. Although his technique is very rough, but it can really save lives, the function of the corpse vine is powerful, but it can only continue life, heal injuries, and cannot cure all diseases.
Uh ...............
After a few hours, inside the sewer of the Hell's Kitchen.
Stark wore Mark 5 and struggled to walk in the sewer. Mark 5's feet were equipped with sound-absorbing pads, and there was no sound between the walks. But Stark's complaint hasn't stopped since entering the sewer.
"Damn, I shouldn't be here, Mark 5 wasn't designed for this kind of place. The thought of stepping on the stool with my feet going crazy.
It will take a lot of time to make a new set of Mark 5! Those metals are running out! "
Alvin endured the stench in the sewer, kicked Stark and said, "Shut up, Tony, your voice will tell everyone in the sewer, we are here.
Mark No. 5 is not bad. Go back and rush for a wax. It's new. "
Stark lifted his faceplate, glanced at Alvin, and said with a contempt: "Your shoes have been on shit, will you wash them?"
Alvin doesn't want to bother with this wealthy ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Although he is telling the truth, he is really unfriendly.
I walked two steps to catch up with Leonardo who was leading the way. Alvin patted his shoulder and asked, "How far is it to get where you are?"
Leonardo looked around and said, "There should be about an hour or so to get to the place where the wanderers are being held.
We only know his work in it, but what we don't know.
You have to be careful, you may encounter that terrible monster along the way. "
Alvin nodded, fiddled with the Remington shotgun that was the earliest used to hit vampires, and said, "I hope to meet them sooner, this place is really unfriendly."
Leonardo pouted his lips and said, "I think it's okay. It's much better than the sewers in Manhattan. There are always a lot of disgusting things and the smell is bad. It's much better here.
I don't know why the sewers in Hell's Kitchen are so few bugs. "
Alvin smiled, looked at Leonardo's broad shoulders, and said, "Maybe you can leave the sewer and live in another place. Trust me, as long as he is in the Hell's Kitchen, I have a way to set you down.
Boy, you owe me a lot of money. You have to work for me for a long time to pay off the debt, remember? "
Leonardo looked at Alvin a little bit unconvincingly, saying: "We had four people, and Rafael lost one game, and we have at least two more chances."
Alvin shrugged and said with a smile: "Yes, after tonight, you can decide for yourself whether you want to use those two opportunities. I leave the choice to you.
Trust me, I am a fair person! "