Chapter 15: CH 15

After simple communication and testing, Ginny finally felt at ease. The little girl was not very good at speaking yet, and communication was a little difficult, but Alvin didn’t care. This was his daughter, he could teach her slowly.

Slowly trying, he took Ginny into his arms. The little one was a little nervous, and then completely relaxed, burying her head into her father’s neck, greedily absorbing the warmth of her relative. Using a small voice she called out, “Dad.”

Alvin felt that his heart missed half a beat. No wonder they all said that the daughter was dad’s lover in his previous life. In his previous life, Alvin and his wife were not as nervous as they were now. At that time, he and his wife got along for a long time, and it was a natural combination. But for his own daughter, he wished to pluck the stars from the sky for her and be her patron saint forever.

Holding Ginny in his arms, Alvin stretched out his right hand, shook hands with Professor Wilson, and said, “Thank you, Professor Wilson, for sending me an angel.”

Professor Wilson shook hands with Alvin and said with a wry smile: “I hope you always feel that way, Alvin, I knew I didn’t find the wrong person. You are the most special young man I have ever met.”

Alvin ignored what Professor Wilson said, said with certainty, “Of course, Ginny will always be a little angel! My little angel!”

Professor Wilson nodded relieved and said, “She is very special! Alvin, my wife, and I really wanted to adopt her! But after spending a few days together, we found that we couldn’t protect her with our abilities, she is too special. Alvin, promise me, protect her well, let her be your treasure, and don’t let this old man regret it!”

Alvin nodded solemnly and said, “I promise! She will be my treasure. No one can hurt her not even a god.”

Professor Wilson nodded and said, “Then I can rest assured. There are still a lot of things in school, so I’ll go back first. My wife is fine, don’t embarrass that child too much. Alvin, I will leave Ginny to you. This is my revised adoption certificate.” The professor handed a document to Alvin, swiped his tie, adjusted the cuffs of his suit, and the old gentleman said goodbye and went out and drove to school.

Alvin sighed, they were all professors, why was there such a big difference? Thinking of Professor Cage’s appearance, bandit-like with coarse skin, and the appearance of Professor Wilson, a gentleman. The difference was just too big.

Reluctant to let go of his daughter, Alvin hugged Ginny and turned to look at the boy who looked like a gangster. With a sigh, he thought that the school uniforms should be customized quickly. Look at what these children were wearing? Gaudy T-shirts, loose jeans that dropped down easily, cheap rings, earrings, and necklaces.

With a rebellious expression on his face, the black boy glared at Alvin with a hostile look.

Thinking that he was the head of the school after all and that there were other people in the restaurant, Alvin resisted the urge to beat him up and said, “Tell me, why did you hurt Mrs. Wilson?”

Anyone who was familiar with Alvin knew that this kid was going to be out of luck. If Alvin beat and scolded him again, that’s the end, but when Alvin asked seriously if the boy didn’t answer well, the end was predictable.

However, this kid was obviously a rash young man who was not afraid of death. He gritted his teeth and put on the expression that he was the boss, “That old bitch, she actually asked me to apologize, I should stab her and teach her a lesson.”

Alvin was a little shocked, what kind of place could cultivate such a bastard? The worst student Alvin had ever seen in his last life was scolding the teacher. This little bastard actually wanted to stab the teacher, one must be aware that she was a patient and kind old lady who was especially respected.

Ginny, who had been huddled in Alvin’s arms, heard the black boy insult Mrs. Wilson, twisted her body sharply, wrinkled her nose and licked her teeth, and let out an angry howl. She made a fist with her right hand, and two pops sounded from between her fingers. A blade slashed toward the black boy. Alvin quickly wrapped Ginny’s hands into his arms, ignoring that the sharp blade cut through his chest. Alvin moved quickly, and the people next to him probably didn’t see what happened except JJ.

Ginny felt that she had hurt Alvin, and the blade in her hand quickly retracted. Lying in Alvin’s arms, she looked at Alvin with guilt, worry, and fear.

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This little injury was nothing to Alvin, and a 20-point physique was no joke. After Ginny’s blade was retracted, his chest began to close, and just a little blood flowed.

Alvin pushed Ginny up, covered the blood stains on his chest with her body, so that no one could see the strangeness, looked at Ginny tenderly, with his forehead pressed against hers, and looked into Ginny’s eyes, “Ginny is a little lady, let Dad handle these things, okay?”

Ginny’s expression relaxed and she gave a soft hum of agreement and buried her head between Alvin’s neck and ignored the rude bastard.

The black boy, who obviously suffered losses in school, was startled by Ginny and shouted in a panic: “Let her stay away from me, she is a monster.” Let him succeed? With a slight force on his hand, the black boy “calmed” down. But he still looked at Alvin fiercely, as if he didn’t care about his principal at all.

The title of “monster” made Ginny stiff for a moment, and Alvin felt it and patted Ginny on the back lightly to comfort her.

He said to the black boy in a more gentle tone: “I know your name is Jason. Who are your parents? Where do you live? I think I have to talk to your parents.”

Jason, the black boy, snorted coldly and shouted, “They are already dead, go find them in hell!”

Alvin nodded and said, “Your parents are dead. If you can survive, you must have joined a gang. Which gang is it? I can talk to your boss.”

Jason looked arrogant and shouted: “My boss is James Lancer from 58th Street, let me go and apologize to me, or our ZL gang won’t let you go, we’ll kill you all. “

Alvin ignored Jason’s clamor and turned to look at JJ, “Are there many children like this in the school?”

JJ thought for a while and said, “There were some at the beginning, and then the school solved their problem of eating, and now there are not many.”

Alvin thought for a moment and said, “That’s it, right?” Turning to old Kent who had come to watch the fun, he said, “Old Kent, do you know what this ZL Gang is? Why haven’t I heard of them? .”

Hearing the question, old Kent thought about it, made a phone call, confirmed the news, and said: “There is such a ZL gang, a dozen or so rash jokers, they are responsible for collecting goods for black bear in the 58th block. Are you going to call their boss?”

Alvin nodded, this black bear was a henchman under the hands of Kingpin’s opponent “Bloody Johnson”, and this Jason, their so-called gang, was the bottom of the Hell’s Kitchen gang, doing things for the gang above to get a little meager remuneration. And this “Bloody Johnson” was New York’s largest drug wholesaler, and Kingpin had not been dealing with him. Hearing his name and his opponents, this guy wouldn’t live long.

“Then call his boss, and that black bear is the guy in charge of Hell’s Kitchen’s drug business, right?” Seeing the old Kent’s head, “then call them over together.”

Jason heard that Alvin ignored his boss completely, and didn’t even want to mention his boss’s name. Just calling him an old man so casually, and calling his boss over. Jason looked flustered, thinking he might be in big trouble.

Alvin glanced at Jason and said to JJ, “Find him a seat and watch him.”

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