In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 815: Red Hood (9)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

, the days when I was a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Accompanied by a "bang", the children in the truck compartment were startled. Someone covered their ears and said, "Is it thundering? But why is the ground shaking?"

"What ground? Aren't you standing on the truck?" Someone asked, and the older child chopped the ground with his feet and said, "It seems that the car started..."

"Started? But isn't the car broken? How can it be started?" Someone asked, and the eldest sister Liuzhi who was tidying the quilt next to her said, "Be quiet, go to sleep if you have nothing to do, over there Squeeze in, leave some space, don't fill up the car..."

Everyone saw that her face was not very good, so they didn't dare to say anything. After a while, Bruce got into the car and said, "I just fixed the car, maybe later, we can drive to other places .”

The children all stared at him, some of them seemed to understand something, but instead of discussing the issue, they asked Bruce, "How is Boss Jason, is he okay?"

"He's fine, he doesn't have a fever, the wound isn't infected, and he's recovering pretty well." Bruce got out of the car again, turned around and said, "I have to go and see him, don't be surprised if the car starts driving later Hold on tight and hold on."

The car after he left. The atmosphere in the room fell silent, and several older children got together, and the eldest sister Liuzhi nodded and said, "I knew that Jason would definitely do this, he must want to drive to save people..."

One of the black boys said: "If I meet that guy Wes, I will definitely not save him, I will kick him into the mud pit!"

Another girl also snorted coldly and said, "We are the ones who show kindness every time. Why are those trash so useless? I haven't seen them come to save us once!"

Sister Sixfingers stroked her long brown hair and said, "Who made Boss Jason so powerful? Besides, we are indeed luckier than them. Don't forget, the last snowstorm, if not for a few The gang gathered all the firewood together, and many people would definitely freeze to death."

"Just for the sake of last time!" A boy pouted quite dissatisfied and said, "It's really rare, they are willing to contribute the firewood, forget it, the boss can save it if he wants, if we There are too few people, and the gangsters at the top will ask for more money."

"Later, the children who just arrived this year may have conflicts, so don't forget to appease them." The eldest sister said: "If anyone cries, be sure to stop it. There are also children, if they all cry, it’s over.”

"Don't worry." A thin-looking girl said: "When I came back today, I took some candy, which is the best way to coax them. Tina and I will each bring three, and leave the rest to you." , If you really can’t control it, just plug their mouths with sugar.”

"Be careful, don't be seen by children from other gangs. If they know that we have good things in our hands, they will definitely find a way to steal..."

Several children chattered for a while, and then took their positions. They hadn't communicated with Jason, but they all understood what he meant.

Actually, they didn't think the same way as Jason did. They didn't think of any supply and demand relationship, but they both knew that if there were fewer children, it wouldn't be good for anyone.

In the face of natural and man-made disasters that may lead to the loss of a large number of people, people of the same class are more inclined to unite to safeguard their own interests. If it is weak, everyone will be unlucky together.

This is a very simple truth, of course Bruce can figure it out, but what he didn't expect is that this group of children who are only in their early ten years can also figure it out, and they can implement it very resolutely to the end.

When the rain is getting heavier and heavier, the sound of slapping on the building is no longer like a lullaby, but more like an invasion drum. On a stormy night, it is difficult for anyone to fall asleep. Way to calm down.

Hearing such a voice, Bruce in the study put down his pen, stood up, and reached out to close the window tighter to prevent the intrusion of moisture. At the moment of changing his mind, some inspiration burst out, Let him figure out how to describe the next scene.

"I was driving a truck on a dark street when the thunder that pierced the sky fell, and the tires rushed through puddles, and the splash of water was blown into the car windows by the wind. I covered Jason with my coat. face, he can't get any more rain..."

"Suddenly, I saw lights appearing in front of me, and a group of short figures stood on the side of the street, waving at me. I stepped on the brake without thinking, and heard a scream from the car behind, I know, maybe a child fell down..."

"But the noise coming from in front of me was even louder. Group after group of children rushed towards me, like a school of fish avoiding natural enemies, passing through the strong wind and waves..."

"The ground full of rain is like a mirror. I saw that the light of the flashlight in their hands flickered. If I came a little later, they might be swallowed by darkness, but it's okay, Noah's Ark It's just in time..."

Putting down the pen, along with the sound of rain, Bruce felt a noisy voice in his ears.

"Quick! Quick! Mark! Pull him up quickly, and him, go and see the girl, her shoes are all wet, pour the water out before coming in..."

"Sar?? Why are you here? You **** bastard! Tell your men to move to the right and save some space, who else?! Who else?! Come on up! It will rain later Bigger!"

"Everyone lean in, squeeze! Squeeze again! There are still two people who haven't come up...Come! Three! Two! One! Alright, drive! Drive fast!"

In the cab, with Bruce's gas pedal, Jason tore off the coat covering his face. He had just fallen asleep, and after being woken up, he said, "What's going on? Received How many children?"

"All the children in a nearby street gathered together, just got on the bus..."

"Think they're smart." Jason felt some strength regained, he sat up slowly, and then said: "The kids on these streets are not stupid, unlike those idiots, they know signifiers. Get me..."

"Okay, turn around now, let's go back to that wasteland, so that we won't be noticed by too many people. As long as we pass this evening, we will be much better..."

Bruce sighed, and was about to turn the steering wheel, but suddenly, a light dazzled his eyes, and he squinted his eyes to see, on the other side of the intersection, there were a few small figures holding flashlights Look around.

Bruce saw that it seemed to be another member of the kid gang. Another car drove past them quickly, splashing water all over their bodies. on the ground.

The rain outside the window was very fast. Accompanied by the strong wind, when the raindrops slapped on people's faces, they were like fine shrapnel nailed straight into the skin.

Such a heavy rain will make people lose heat quickly. And it seemed that the children at the intersection were forced out of the basement by the stagnant water, and stayed on the side of the road at a loss. If this continued, they would surely die.

Bruce stopped turning the steering wheel, and then turned in the opposite direction. Jason, who was lying on the chair, felt that the direction of the vehicle was wrong. He asked, "What are you doing? Where are you going?!"

"There are a few kids on the street next door, I'll pick them up and go back." Bruce replied.

"No, no!" Jason was about to sit up immediately, and he said, "The street next to it is not our territory. We don't know the gangsters there, and they won't let us in!"

"But I can't just watch them freeze to death." Bruce replied, and when he said the word "freeze to death", his tone trembled, obviously remembering something.

"You stupid young man! You don't know what the consequences will be!" Jason clenched his fists and said, "You thought you could save these children, but the result is that we will all die. "

He sighed and said, "You don't understand. Gotham gangsters have rules. You can't trespass on other people's territory. It's okay if you sneak in. If you drive a truck and punch the card directly, we will have a big fight." Trouble!"

Bruce paused for a moment, but he turned the corner without hesitation, then stretched his hand out of the car window, and shouted at the group of children: "Get in the car!"

All the children were stunned, but the group of children saw a thing that could shelter the rain, so they squeezed directly onto it.

Bruce ignored the quarrel coming from behind. He knew that now that the truck had come outside the capuchin gang's territory, his brain was working fast, and he had to find a way out for this group of children before trouble came. .

But the trouble came sooner than he imagined. There was a "squeak", a screeching sound of brakes, Jason let out a scream, the shock of the brakes touched his wound, and Bruce also lay on his stomach. on the steering wheel.

The car in front of me is much smaller than the truck, but many gang members with guns rushed out of it~IndoMTL.com~ They shouted at the truck: "Which gang are you from?! What are you doing here?!"

Looking at their black muzzles, Bruce gripped the steering wheel, and Jason said in a weak voice, "Raise your hands to open the car door, let them check here..."

"You will be found..." Bruce leaned back slowly, and he said, "They will throw you down!"

"That's better than being shot into a sieve immediately!" Jason raised his voice and said, "Open the car door, they're going to shoot!"

Bruce hammered the steering wheel hard, took a deep breath, and opened the door.

Two gang members came up and found that there was already a child in the passenger seat. They snorted coldly and grabbed Jason by the shoulders, trying to drag him off.

And the shouts of other gang members came from behind: "The leader's car is full of children! They may be the children's gang on the street next door!"

"Boy? How did they have a truck?! Get them down!"

Jason let out a cry of pain when he was grabbed, but he didn't resist. Bruce saw that blood was left along the edge of the coat.

The smell of blood filled the small cockpit, and Bruce's fingertips began to tremble, just like the hand holding the pen when he wrote this text.

"That smell stimulated me, I felt that a dark emotion covered my heart, and I felt a kind of anger from it, which was different from the kind of anger I felt before..."

"I want to find an outlet for this emotion, I know. I have to find an outlet for it..."

"So, I stepped on the gas pedal."

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