Marvel's Mulgore Inn

Chapter 76 The Uninvited Guest at the Hotel

The streets are getting more and more festive, and Hell's Kitchen is no exception.

With the return of Frank Castor, Coulson and Murdoch would also come to the hotel for a drink from time to time, coupled with the fancy Christmas decorations, the Mulgore Hotel was also rarely bustling.

Early in the morning on Christmas Eve, Frank sat at the counter, shaking his head and sighing while drinking.

"What's the matter, Frank?" Cows yawned and came down the stairs, rummaging through the counters, trying to find some cheese for himself.

"It's so abnormal. I haven't heard any explosions or gunshots since I came back, and even the wild dogs on the roadside seldom bark..." Frank spoke in the tone of the old punisher, "Is this still Hell's Kitchen? Why? I think it's some wild, remote country place?"

"Who will make trouble at Christmas?" Cows felt that the characteristics of this guy's veteran syndrome were becoming more and more obvious. Does Hell's Kitchen have to be full of flames of war, full of gunpowder, and bombing with bazookas to be considered normal?
Suddenly there was a loud explosion outside, and Cow was dumbfounded for a moment.

Frank let out a long sigh of relief, drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and nodded to Kau Si with a refreshed look, "This fucking atmosphere is what I want!"

The special carnival of Hell's Kitchen, after a long period of silence, was finally staged with great fanfare.

"Merry Christmas! Little bastards in Italy!" On the roof not far away, a gray-haired old red neck threw a grenade outside and laughed wildly.

A few stray bullets exploded beside him, and the fragments wiped out scars on his arms and shoulders, but it still couldn't stop the old guy from skillfully setting up the machine gun, and it was a round of strafing.

"The gangsters in Hell's Kitchen are very dedicated!" Erica, who came back from a drive outside, led the zebra into the garage next door, and then walked back to the hotel lobby from the aisle.

"What are they doing? Aren't they all busy catching vampires?" Kous asked curiously.

"Where did the vampire come from?" Erica asked back in surprise, "Haven't you already caught it?"

In some respects, the executive power of gangsters is the highest among all social groups (organizations).Although I don't know the situation in dozens of other states in the United States, in New York State, Jin Bing's men have already wiped out the vampires. Eight thousand miles away.

After settling a large purchase fee with Stark Industries, these gangsters who had nothing to do and had nowhere to vent their energy started their daily game of grabbing territory, drug trafficking, arms trading, and smuggling of goods. Competing for share, even a little friction, will lead to a big fight between the two gangs.

After listening to Erica's explanation, Kous didn't know what to say. He could only shake his head and asked, "What is Jin Bing doing? I haven't seen him for a while!"

"Busy to make connections, I heard that he is planning to run for the state legislature..."

A notorious gang leader running for parliament?
Very good, very American!

While several people were chatting, a slightly embarrassed woman broke into the hotel, shrank behind the wall, and looked out nervously, but found that no one was chasing her, and there was no sign of bullets or artillery fire extending over. , then patted his chest, and let out a sigh of relief.

She is about 5 feet 6 inches tall, with long flaxen hair, deep blue eyes like a pool of clear spring water, and has the temperament of a classical beauty.But Cows always felt that she looked familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere...

"Sorry!" She turned her head and saw that everyone in the hotel was focusing on her, and smiled a little shyly, "I just took a walk here, and then there was a gun battle nearby, so... I will leave as soon as the gun battle is over! "

"Who walks in Hell's Kitchen?" Frank stared at her suspiciously, especially on her hands for a long time, then turned his head and exchanged glances with Erica.

"This is Hell's Kitchen?" The woman seemed a little surprised, but she laughed bitterly at herself, "I never thought I'd come this far!"

"Where are you from?" Erica shook her head at Frank, indicating that she had never seen this woman before.

"Harlem!"

Harlem is located in the northern part of Manhattan, adjacent to Hell's Kitchen, which makes sense.Several people looked at each other and accepted this statement.

"Why don't you come have a drink!" Couss finally didn't forget his duty as the hotel owner, he muttered with some dissatisfaction, "This battle won't stop for a while, usually it will last for an hour or two or even more Long, I think you can have some drinks now, and wait for the battle to end."

The woman hesitated for a moment, but nodded, and walked over lightly on tiptoe.

"Juice or milk?" Cows asked casually.

"I'd like some beer..."

This is right in the arms of Cows. In the Mulgore Inn, light beer is the commodity that requires the least cost.Since the [Brewfest Small Wine Barrel] item was refreshed in the basement, beer has become cheaper than tap water.

"If you stay, beer is free; if you just drink, it's $5 a glass."

Cows intimately pointed to the price list hanging on the wall.

"Ok!"

The woman took the wine glass, and looked at the people in the hall with some embarrassment, thinking that the boss in front of her seemed to be the one who could speak better: "I've always heard that Hell's Kitchen is a mess, but I didn't expect it to be so."

"Get used to it!"

The more Kous looked, the more he felt that this woman looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it, so he responded casually, "There are gangsters and gangsters everywhere, but don't worry, they generally don't kill casually. If someone If you want to rob, you just take out the money and give it to them.”

"Are there no police officers?"

"There's not much difference between the cops and the gang in Hell's Kitchen."

"Oh, this is really scary..."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Frank felt that this was probably a good girl who was well protected by the family. He greeted Couss, stood up and walked towards his room.

After drinking the beer, the gunshots outside also became sparse, and finally stopped completely, and the street returned to deathly silence.

"I think I should go." The woman put down the empty glass. "Thank you for the wine. It makes me feel better. Merry Christmas!"

"You're welcome!" Cows was about to end the chat, "Merry Christmas!"

A phone rang suddenly, and the woman smiled apologetically at Cows, connected the phone, stood up and walked out.

"Betty, where are you..."

There was some leakage from the microphone, but Cows could no longer hear the voice behind him.

He suddenly remembered, no wonder this woman looks familiar, because she looks very similar to a beautiful woman named Liv Tyler.

Reminiscent of the name "Betty" in the microphone...

It's a real hammer, Hulk's girlfriend, General Ross's daughter, and the red giant-Betty Ross!
(End of this chapter)