Turning off the radio, Li Zitao leaned back on the sofa and said speechlessly: "I think this noble lady has forgotten the black slave and Indian massacres." ”

"Don't do that, Charlie, she's talking for you. Lawrence smirked.

"Come on, I got it with a knife. Li Zitao glanced at him.

"Do you want to go on next?" Lawrence was a little bored lately, and when he knew that Li Zitao was brushing his reputation everywhere, he licked his face and followed.

"Of course, I also sponsored 120 orphanages and built 60 public libraries, so I didn't spend money on that?"

"Looks like you've got the check ready. "The library doesn't mention it for now.

Just the orphanage, as long as Li Zitao comes in person, it must be interesting.

"10 institutes, 50,000 US dollars, I think it is enough. "Li Zitao didn't plan to go to every orphanage.

There were 120 orphanages in 46 states, and if he ran them all, it might not be enough for the whole of August, and he would have to die of exhaustion.

"Have you picked the right place?" Lawrence didn't come empty-handed this time.

The staff sent by the Rockefeller Foundation are also using this 'charity tour' to raise awareness.

Li Zitao took off the darts on the wall, came to the map, and threw them casually, and 10 darts hit 10 locations.

"Look, now there is. Li Zitao raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"......" is such a wayward way, Lawrence can be regarded as a long insight.

The orphanage, to be honest, really has nothing to look at, except for being miserable or miserable.

Fear, yearning, anticipation, pity, numbness......

Such a gaze appeared on a group of 3~15-year-old children, Li Zitao had a thousand words in his heart, but in the end he choked in his throat, and kept an ugly smile and silence throughout the whole process.

"Phew, this has been a depressing journey. Sitting in the car, Lawrence let out a long breath and whispered.

Dilapidated house, weeds everywhere, moldy, damp smell everywhere.

As for those clean beds and kitchens, who can know what they really looked like in the past, Li Zitao is not God, he can't change all this.

"Back in Los Angeles, I'm sure it's going to be better. "On the way back to Los Angeles, there was silence in the car.

At 4 p.m., the car pulled up in front of a church orphanage.

Most of the orphanages in this era were run by churches, but if you think how friendly and benevolent they are, that's really ridiculous.

"I want to see my daughter and give her back to me......"

As soon as he got out of the car, Li Zitao saw a woman in front of the door frantically shaking the rusty iron door, and several divine servants were looking at her indifferently.

"Ma'am, your daughter is living well now, given what you have done, the court will not allow you to take her back, don't forget your mental illness history......"

The other party's words seemed to stimulate her, and the woman shook the door harder, hissing and shouting: "I can take care of her, my Norma, give me back my Norma......"

"Ms. Backer?" Li Zitao stepped forward and asked with some uncertainty.

A ghost-like face turned around, his eyes were sunken, his face was blue, and he said angrily, "Who are you, what do you want to do to me?"

"Uh......" If I'm not mistaken, this woman is indeed a psychopath, and she can't afford to mess with her!

"Norma is currently staying at my house......" As soon as the words fell, Li Zitao saw Buckle turn around and rush towards him, fingers with long fingernails pointed straight at his face.

"This is to give me a face full of flowers!" Looking at Bakker, who was twisted by the monk's backhand, still struggling, and stomping hard with his foot, Li Zitao had a headache.

"Let her calm down first, don't hurt her. Shaking his head helplessly, Li Zitao walked towards the servants who were opening the door.

"Mr. Li, you are very welcome......" The divine servant, who was still expressionless just now, smiled brighter than a blooming flower when he faced Li Zitao.

"Nun, has Ms. Buckle been here a lot lately?" Walking side by side in the courtyard with the eldest nun in charge of the orphanage, Li Zitao wanted to know something.

"This is the third day, and her condition is getting worse and worse, may Allah bless her......" said the nun with compassion, as if she was not the one who had ignored her.

"Is little Norma's life okay? It's a well-behaved, beautiful little girl, I really hope she can get rid of her nightmares and grow up soon. ”

Hearing the eldest nun describe Buckle as Norma's nightmare, Li Zitao knew that the two had different views and had nothing to talk about.

After leaving a check for 5,000 US dollars, under the bright smiles of the divine servants, Li Zitao left the orphanage by car.

Next, reporters flocked to interview the person in charge of the orphanage, and the servants who received Li Zitao's benefits knew very well what they should say.

Leaving with Li Zitao was Bakker, who had 'calmed down'.

The lady was sitting in the back car with two bodyguards between her arms, with a handkerchief stuffed in her mouth, and she was very calm except for the occasional 'hum'.

"If you want to talk, you'd better be quiet, or I'll have to have someone throw you out. ”

Back at the hotel, Li Zitao said to Bakker, who was pressed by the monk to sit on the sofa.

"Yes. Buckle snorted and nodded.

"Give her a glass of water. Li Zitao stepped forward and took out the towel in her mouth, threw it into the trash and said.

"I want whiskey. Bakker, who had just been able to speak, said politely.

"Clear water. Li Zitao didn't pay attention to her request at all.

Why, a person who abuses drugs, alcohol, and has a nervous disorder asks for a glass of wine, if Li Zitao will give it to her, then he may be a patient of Bakker's pretend.

"Your situation doesn't look good?" Seeing Baker take a sip, he put the cup on the table in disgust, and Li Zitao didn't care about her.

"What do you know?" said Bakker impatiently.

"I know everything about you, drug abuse, alcohol, erosive private life, maneuvering between multiple men, precarious low income......"

"Enough. Buckle roared.

"Take her to clean up. That grimace made Li Zitao very uncomfortable.

"Follow me. The little elk was stunned and was about to step forward.

"It's better for me to come. The monk stopped her move.

After listening to Li Zitao for a long time, coupled with Buckl's performance, this woman doesn't look very safe, so it's better to let him come.

"Don't touch me. Bakr wanted to struggle, but was pinched and lifted up by the monk.

When she came to the bathroom, the monk put her on the ground and said, "Wash yourself." ”

"FK, you perverted voyeur......" Seeing that he had no intention of going out, Bakker scolded angrily.

"Are you coming by yourself, or am I looking for someone to help you?" the monk just sneered.

Voyeur, will Lao Tzu be interested in your body?

I'm sorry, you're just stripped naked and lying on the bed, I'm afraid I can't lift my head.

After 20 minutes, he was wiped clean and sat back on the couch in his pajamas.

"Have the bathroom cleaned, disinfect it thoroughly, and burn everything that has been used. Li Zitao did not hide his dislike for her at all.

In this era, the erosion of private life does not necessarily lead to disease.

But if you are poor and erosive, 80 percent of them are sick, like Bakker.

He didn't want to get himself in trouble, which would make his happy life miserable.