Whether Lin Shaoqing had turned bad or not, Alvin couldn't say. He thought he'd been doing a pretty decent job himself, so he had no idea how Lin Shaoqing had managed to outshine him.
That man from Kunlun had made a good point. Alvin handed Lin Shaoqing a mask and sent him off to help treat the wounded.
There weren't that many spots on Hell's Kitchen's cruelest list. They didn't need some handsome guy taking one.
The two Skrulls had passed out and woken up several times. It wasn't the pain that did it; they were terrified.
To be honest, Alvin hadn't prepared any questions. He'd never met these two Skrulls before, and he hadn't even been at the battle in Sokovia. He'd only heard Raymond mention it in passing.
Asked to interrogate them on the spot, he had no idea where to begin.
So he decided not to ask anything and just listened to what the Skrulls had to say!
Skrull A watched a half-dead Xenomorph Larva devour his entire lower leg. The creature visibly grew several sizes, and he broke down, screaming, "Kill me! Kill me! Just kill me already...
I'll tell you anything you want to know!"
Alvin kicked the Xenomorph that was busy eating, making it speed up a little. Then he frowned at the poor bastard and said, "I haven't decided what to ask yet. I need to get some professional advice.
"But you can start talking. If I'm satisfied, I might let it rest for a little while."
Alvin turned to Skrull B, who had lost an arm and a leg, and said, "You can add to or correct his story. The more mistakes you point out, the sooner your suffering will end."
With that, Alvin snapped the legs of the Xenomorph, now about