With a "boom", the children in the truck compartment were startled, and some people covered their ears and said, "Is there thunder? But why does the ground tremble?"

"What ground? Aren't you standing on the truck?" Someone mentioned that the older child had chopped the ground with his foot, saying, "It looks like the car has started......

"Activated? But isn't this car already broken? How can it be activated?" Someone asked, and the six-fingered eldest sister who was arranging the quilt next to her said, "Be quiet, go to bed if you have nothing to do, squeeze in there, leave some vacant seats, don't fill the car with ......

After a while, Bruce stepped into the car and said, "I just fixed the car, maybe later, we can drive somewhere else."

The children stared at him with wide eyes, and 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, his wound is not infected, and he's recovering well." Bruce got out of the car again, turned around and said, "I've got to go see him, don't be surprised if the car starts going later, hold on to it."

He left after the car. The atmosphere in the compartment fell silent, and several older children gathered together, and the six-fingered eldest sister spoke, "I knew that Jason would definitely do this, and he would definitely want to drive to save people......

One of the black boys said, "If I had met that guy from Vess, I wouldn't have saved him, I'd kick him into a puddle of mud!"

The other girl also snorted coldly and said, "It's us who are kind every time, why are those wastes so useless, I haven't seen them come to save us once!"

The six-fingered elder sister tugged at her long brown-red hair and said, "Who made Boss Jason so powerful? And we're a bit luckier than them, and don't forget, if it weren't for the firewood that was gathered together by several gangs, a lot of people would have froze to death during the last snowstorm."

"For the sake of last time!" A boy pouted dissatisfiedly and said, "It's really rare, they are willing to contribute firewood, forget it, the leader can save it if he wants to, if there are too few of us, the gangsters on the top will ask for money even more."

"Later, the children who just came here this year may have conflicts, don't forget to comfort them." The eldest sister explained, "If anyone cries, they must be stopped, there are children in other gangs, if they all start crying, it will be over."

"Don't worry." A girl who looked thin said, "When I came back today, I took some candy and coaxed them to use it better, Tina and I brought three each, and you left the rest to you.

"Be careful, don't let the kids of other gangs see it, if they know we have something good, they will definitely find a way to steal it......

The children chattered for a while, then took their places, they hadn't spoken to Jason, but they all understood what he meant.

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

In the face of natural and man-made disasters that may lead to the loss of a large number of manpower, people of the same class are more inclined to unite to defend their own interests, which will make them let go of their past grudges and ensure the strength of the race, otherwise if this class is weakened, everyone will have to be unlucky together.

It's a very simple truth, and of course Bruce can figure it out, but what he didn't expect was that this group of kids in their early teens could also figure it out and be very determined to carry it out to the end.

When the rain gets heavier and heavier, the sound of slapping on the buildings is no longer like a lullaby and more like an invading war drum, and on a stormy night, it is difficult for anyone to sleep, and such a sound is always impossible to calm down.

Hearing this, Bruce in the study put down his pen, he stood up, reached out and closed the window a little tighter to prevent the moisture from penetrating, and at the moment of changing his mind, some inspiration burst into him, and he figured out how to describe the next scene.

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I was driving a truck down a dark street when the thunderbolt fell, the tires crashed through puddles, the splashed droplets were blown into the window by the strong wind, and I put my coat over Jason's face, and he couldn't get any more rain......

"Suddenly, I saw a light appear in front of me, a group of short figures standing on the side of the street, waving at me, I stepped on the brakes without thinking, and I heard a scream from the car behind, I knew that maybe a child had fallen......

"But the noise in front of me was even louder, and groups of children rushed towards me, like schools of fish hiding from predators, passing through the wind and waves......

"The rain-soaked ground is like a mirror, and I can see that the light of their flashlights is fainting from time to time, and if I had come a little later, they might have been swallowed up in darkness, but fortunately, Noah's Ark came in time......

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

"Quick! Fast! Mark! Pull him up, and him, go see the girl, her shoes are wet, pour the water out before you come in......

"Sal?? Why are you here? You damn bastard! Let your people lean to the right and leave some space, who else?! Who else?! Hurry up! The rain will be even heavier later!"

"Everybody lean in, squeeze in! Squeeze it again! Two people didn't come up...... Come! Three! Two! One! Well, drive! Hurry up!"

In the cab, Jason ripped off his coat over his face with Bruce's foot on the accelerator, he had just slept and was woken up, he said, "How's it going?" How many children did you pick up?"

"All the children from a nearby street have gathered, and they have just gotten on the bus......

"Count them wise." Jason felt some strength regained, he sat up slowly, and said, "The kids on these streets aren't stupid, unlike those idiots, they know they can point to me......

"Alright, now turn around, let's go back to the wasteland, so that not too many people will notice. As long as you spend this evening, it will be much better......

Bruce sighed and was about to turn the steering wheel, but suddenly, a light shook his eyes, and he squinted to see that on the other side of the intersection, there were several small figures, looking around with flashlights. ….

Bruce saw that it seemed to be a member of another kid's gang, and another car sped past them, splashing them all over, and the youngest of them shivered, holding his arm, and crouched on the ground.

The rain outside the window was very strong, accompanied by strong winds, and when the raindrops hit people's faces, they were like fine shrapnel nails straight into the skin.

Such heavy rain will cause people to lose heat quickly. And it seems that the children at the intersection were forced out of the basement by the stagnant water, and they were at a loss to stay on the side of the road, and if they continued like this, they would definitely die.

Bruce's hand on the steering wheel stopped, then turned in the opposite direction, and Jason, who was lying in his chair, sensed that the car was not in the right direction, and he asked, "What are you doing?" Where are you going?!"

"There are a couple of kids on the street next door, I'm going to pick them up and I'll 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, his tone trembling a little as he said the word "freeze to death," apparently remembering something.

"You stunned! You don't know what the consequences will be!· Jason clenched his fists and said, "You thought you could save these kids, but it turned out that we were all going to die."

He sighed and said, "You don't understand, the Gotham gang has rules, you can't trespass on other people's territory, if you sneak in, it's fine, drive a truck and rush directly to the card, we will have *** annoyance!"

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

All the children were stunned, but the group saw something that would shelter them from the rain and rushed straight on.

Bruce ignored the arguing from behind, knowing that now that the truck was out of the Capuch's territory, his brain was racing, and he had to find a way out of the kids before trouble struck.

But trouble came sooner than he thought, and Jason let out a scream with a screak, the brake concussion hit his wound, and Bruce was on the steering wheel.

The car in front of him was much smaller than the truck, but there were many gangsters with guns rushing out of it, shouting at the truck, "Which gang are you?!" What are you doing here?!!

Looking at their black muzzles, Bruce tightened his grip on the steering wheel, and Jason said in a weak voice, "Raise your hands and open the car door and let them check this place......

"You'll be found......" Bruce said as he leaned back slowly, "they're going to throw you down!"

"That's better than being shot into a sieve right away!" 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 walked up and found a child in the passenger seat, they snorted coldly and grabbed Jason's shoulders to drag him down.

Behind them, other gang members shouted, "The boss is full of children! They could be the kids on the street next door!"

"Kid? How can they have trucks?! Get them down!"

Jason, who was being dragged on, let out a cry of pain, but did not resist, and Bruce saw that blood was left along the edge of his coat.

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

"The smell stimulated me, I felt a dark emotion covering my heart, and I felt an anger from it, different from the kind of anger I had felt before......

"I want to find a way out of this emotion, I know. I have to find a way out for it......

"So, I stepped on the gas."

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