Several silver-gray luxury limousines parked gently on the spacious No. 11 Lofogen Avenue. The red taillights flashed and the heavy doors opened one after another. The first person to get out was a man wearing a white tuxedo, white gloves, and a hat with a gold rim with a lion pattern.
young man.
"Ilyich Orphanage?" He looked up at the building in front of him and read out its name with interest.
In front of him was a rusty red iron door. Dozens of balloons and small lanterns were used to spell out "Ilyich Welfare Institute" on the top of the iron door. Through the cracks in the door, the shape of the small building and the garden could be vaguely seen. Occasionally,
A metal dining cart was being pushed from behind the door, and the gears made a clanging sound as they ran over the pebbles on the ground.
"It's so small, like a louse caught between two door panels."
After observing the surroundings, the young man came to this conclusion about the orphanage.
It is flanked by towering walls of skyscrapers, and the bright glass windows reflect the hot afternoon sunlight. Fashionably dressed men and women walk on the surrounding tree-lined avenues, while the large screen in the center further away takes turns showing popular movies.
Movie... Surrounded by surrounding buildings, this orphanage in a busy city is more like a run-down aristocrat. The once exquisite carvings on the walls are mottled by rain, the colors of the icons are dim, and even the iron doors are covered with rust.
.
It is the lingering decadent atmosphere of the old era...
"Ahahahaha, baby~ Bad! Why can't you be gentler to dear old Ilyich?"
The door of another limousine opens.
Under the guidance of several bodyguards and waiters, a voluptuous man wearing thick purple eyeliner and a tight suit arrived, laughing and swaying his hips.
"Old Ilyich is a poor man. He was able to buy this property on Lofogen Avenue 11. It's really terrible... Wait, this damn naughty little sun, bad gentlemen, I need a little sun protection!"
It was unclear whether it was a mixed floral or fruity scent coming from beside him. The young man glanced at the man coldly and backed away.
"Mark, the smell of your perfume is really disgusting."
"Oh? Oh? Oh oh oh? Don't you think it looks like a big fragrant tangerine? My sweetheart, my Honey~" A big, fluffy, fragrant hand stretched out and gently placed it on the thick shoulder: "No
I think, dear, you damn little bad boy, today I am a yellow, big and plump bad-smelling tangerine~"
"Put your hands down or I'll break your nose."
"Oh~"
Mark licked his lips in excitement and disappointment. This man with a thick beard and voluptuous blond hair squeezed his chest. The explosive chest muscles pressed against the tight suit, truly explaining what turbulence meant.
"Don't like sweet big tangerines? Hmm... picky eater! What about the cold big meow, the evil and cold-blooded big meow!" Mark was excited: "Or do you prefer the Douglas one?
Ho ho ho ho~ Depressive and gentle characteristics, boki! boki! When I think of his blue cowboy hat, I can't bear it..."
"Shut up!"
The veins on his forehead throbbed unbearably. The young man suppressed his anger and roared:
"Stop it, Mark! Damn Mark! I really want to press my [Material Annihilation] on your brain, which is nothing but white pulp! Damn it! Thank you that we are all born in the Rongguang family, thank you for inheriting
Blood of Glory, damn it! I should throw you off the earth to mate with those lizardmen, Mark, should I do that?"
"The lizard people are a bit ugly."
"mark!"
"Supreme honor, supreme honor~" Mark laughed to dodge the young man's gaze. The people around him looked unfazed and their expressions were calm.
"For a family visit, why are you coming with me? Where are Audrey, Cobain and others, why are you here?"
"Want to know?" Mark was mysterious.
Young man expressionless.
"Oh, I really lost to you, my dear~ I have no other reason, I just want to be with you~"
"damn it!"
At this moment, the rusty red iron door of Ilyich Orphanage opened.
A few middle-aged people waved, and the deputy dean led the staff of the welfare home to welcome them out. They applauded the motorcade enthusiastically. These people sent welcome garlands to the young men's hands. After a brief conversation, they warmly invited them to enter.
Welfare home visit.
"Be normal next time."
In the team, the young man lowered his voice: "If you dare to talk nonsense again, I swear to God, I will blow your head off!"
No one responded.
The young man turned his head.
"That deputy dean, old gentleman, whoop!" Mark stared at the deputy dean who was leading the way, blinking his eyes: "It seems that he has exercised, his muscles are quite strong~"
Sensing his gaze, the old man who specially wore a new scarf today turned around, was stunned, and then responded to Mark with a friendly smile.
"It's not good, I'm a little wet..." Mark whispered and asked for help.
The surrounding atmosphere was silent.
The young man's unclenched fists clenched.
…
…
"Assuming that there are 1,000 members of the Stonemasons, and 30% of them can perform the Olawn bloodline ritual, that is the best case scenario... Obviously, the mysticism of these supernatural organizations is still at an ignorant beginner stage.
The Masons are like this, and I don’t know what the higher level Forest of Oak and the Knights of Braganza are like in the field of mysticism.”
"By the way, there is also a foundation..."
In the large auditorium decorated with lights and colors.
Baizhu, who had put on a new shirt, stayed in the corner, being pushed around by Anton who looked excited. Mia and the children who were following him looked eagerly at the candies and cakes on the table, eager to try them, and they were going crazy with greed.
After coming out of the warehouse and separated from Rayleigh Mausolus, it wasn't long before he was caught by the excited Anton and pushed into this rarely used auditorium.
In Assyrian Memory.
In the past, when the priest was still in Blanc City, they would say serenity masses and sing hymns in this auditorium every Wednesday. However, the priest has been away from Blanc City for nearly two months. He went on a missionary trip in order to raise money for the welfare home.
, so the auditorium was never opened again.
But this time, I heard from Mia that some kind-hearted people came to the welfare home to donate money.
Ten long minutes later, when footsteps and laughter gradually came from outside the auditorium, Anton hurriedly stopped the game of pushing the wheelchair in circles, Mia wiped her saliva and turned her head obediently, and all the children looked forward to the door.
Look.
squeak--
Photographers with long guns and short guns entered the auditorium first, and their flashlights were turned on one after another.
Under the leadership of the deputy dean, surrounded by men in suits and ties, a young man in a white tuxedo and a muscular blond man in a tight suit walked in. They waved to the children, and the crowd responded with even greater cheers.
Voice.
"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!"
"Gentle sir, I love you forever!"
"Welcome! Welcome!"
“Yeah!!!”
The children cheered, screamed, and clapped their hands together. They knew that this donation would be a timely help for the already poor welfare home. If nothing else, at least lunch and dinner would be improved. In addition to mashed potatoes and
In addition to French fries, they will also get more snacks and candies.
"What a group of enthusiastic little babies." Mark happily shook his blond hair and opened his arms to everyone: "I'm so popular, damn it, hahahahaha!"
Next to Mark, the young man waved his hands silently. He did not smile or speak.
There was a hint of sympathy or sadness in his eyes.
It's like when an adult male lion returns from foraging for food, he encounters the carcasses of other lion cubs that were carried into the weeds by hyenas and died in the dry season.
"Children, stop, stop!"
The growing cheers forced the deputy dean to stand up and stop him. The old man rang the bell and pressed his palms down: "I know your joy, children. I know very well that whenever we encounter difficulties,
No matter what time it is, there will always be good gentlemen who will step forward to help us get through the difficulties, and yes, there will always be generous gentlemen willing to help us!"
The vice president applauded the young man: "Let us welcome him, welcome this good gentleman who generously donated 1 million yuan in welfare subsidies to the welfare home!"
There was constant applause below.
The young man seemed to be distracted, and he didn't react until Mark gave him a gentle push.
"Thank you, thank you"
The young man silently looked around the entire auditorium. At the end, his eyes met Baizhu in the corner. The two looked at each other for a moment, and then they touched each other.
"Mr. Douglas is my friend, children. It is my honor to do something for you and listen to your troubles."
"I currently work for the Daily Planet."
The young man paused for a moment, then spoke softly: "My name is Carl Howard. You can call me Mr. Howard..."
