"Say whatever you want." Joyce said bluntly.

As the two were on their way home, Mr. Hunter said:

"Young Master, our mission today is not yet complete."

Yes, the purpose of this trip is to look for an opportunity to play and digest the potion, but he is stumped by the affairs of the Barron siblings...... But Joyce wasn't going to give up, saying:

"It won't take long to fight a gangster, and I can end the battle tonight, and I can still afford to delay it in just one day."

Mr. Hunter knew that Joyce had made up his mind, and reminded him:

"The little gangs are naturally nothing, but there must be many children who are coerced by them and disabled, and how to place these children who have no ability to survive is the biggest problem."

"yes, I'm thinking about that too." Joyce chimed in, then asked, "Isn't there a child welfare agency in Byam?" ”

As a military nobleman, he knew little about these civil aspects, but Mr. Hunter, who was a butler, seemed to have a good idea, and he replied:

"Yes, but there are very few institutions that are really willing to help the people at the bottom and even the indigenous people, let alone a large number of children with various disabilities, and no welfare agency will dare to accept them, because they will be dragged down."

Joyce knew that these were all facts, and if he hadn't encountered them, he would probably just listen to them as a story, but now that he has seen it with his own eyes, and at the same time has the ability to take care of it, he can do it if he pretends to turn a blind eye, but he is not willing to ......

The world is crazy enough, and even the end is only twenty years away, shouldn't these children be given a chance to live until then!

I'm not a god yet...... Joyce finally decided: "I will personally give a thousand pounds to the welfare agencies that are willing to accept these poor children." ”

"Young Master is merciful."

Mr. Hunter praised, and then said no more.

…………

At eight o'clock in the evening, it was late at night, but the people were not quiet.

There were no police officers in the neighborhood to chase away unidentified people, and many workers who had worked hard all day walked home tired, homeless, beggars...... The roads are full of people at the bottom who have lost hope.

Former adventurer Pablo is mixed in, and his uncontrollable thoughts are wandering.

During his time as an adventurer, he was also glamorous and self-confident, but since all his companions died and he was the only one who survived, he began to slump and paralyze himself by getting drunk all day long.

When I heard Barron's story by chance, I didn't know if it was a discovery of conscience, or somehow, I suddenly perked up and regained my old passions and dreams.

It's just that he was very skeptical of Joyce's self-confidence, and he didn't think that just two or three people could defeat an entire gang...... Still, he came as promised.

Joyce did find helpers, and the two were none other than Gattuso and Holke...... It looks very powerful, but there is still a huge disparity in each other's strength, how can you fight...... Pablo was terrified.

"Master, give me something to stutter, I haven't eaten for three days."

A small boy who was not tall gathered around, shouting and tugging at his sleeve.

"Get out of here!"

Pablo shouted and chased the boy away.

Then he explained softly to Joyce, who was walking beside him, "At this point in time, there are gang members watching nearby, and we can't get their attention for the time being." ”

Joyce nodded in understanding, noting that the boy had been severely injured in his left eye and was already blind.

On this street, there are not a few beggars who are dressed in tatters, thin and short, and they are very skillful in begging roads.

They don't ask for money from people who look numb and tired, but for passers-by who walk straight ahead and have a healthy complexion.

Once someone has a kind heart, several children will surround them and lead passers-by to see the disabled children lying on the ground, trying to get more kindness...... Kindness measured by money.

"Those two men over there are gang members." Former adventurer Pablo pointed.

Joyce looked in the direction of nine o'clock, and there were two men standing in the corner, talking and laughing, and turning their eyes to the street from time to time.

It wasn't until about nine o'clock that the pedestrians on the road became sparse, and the two men walked out into the street with straight faces to give orders, while the begging children consciously supported each other and were driven away from the street.

Joyce's group of five followed, and the gang members were so vigilant that they didn't even notice that anyone was following them.

Eventually, the group walked into a small, dilapidated two-story building.

Since then, children have been brought back to here, and at a glance, there are at least hundreds of them.

"Let's go in and get the kids out, you just have to wait outside and pick them up."

Seeing that the time was almost up, Joyce turned to the former adventurer Pabloh and told him the battle plan.

said that it was a battle plan, and it was all about promoting these unqualified gangsters, to put it simply, I was on it, and the other side was gone.

If it weren't for the fact that these gang members would have gathered the children together and saved themselves from having to search for them one by one, Joyce would have done it already in the daytime.

But Pablo was very surprised by this: "I'm not a coward, and one more is more power, but the gangsters in it have guns, and they are not so easy to deal with!" ”

Joyce disagreed, explaining:

"I know, that's why you need to watch the wind outside, and if there is an unexpected situation, you can notify us in time, so that even if this failure occurs, you can avoid deaths and injuries, so that you can continue to rescue next time."

The former adventurer Pablo was still skeptical, but Joyce's self-confidence and majesty forced him to make concessions and agree to the plan.

Joyce turned his head, looked at the three Hunters, left the hiding place, and walked unabashedly towards the small two-story building opposite.

said that it was a rabble, all of them raised this group of gangsters, but they didn't even have a guard to guard the door, and their base nest was not defended at all!

Maybe it's because they don't think anyone will come here to make trouble...... That's right, who would die for a child who has nothing to do with it!

It's a pity that they met Joyce, the "fool".

All the way to the gate, Joyce was not found, let alone blocked......

Already audible the commotion and greetings inside, Gattuso stepped forward and knocked on the door.

The sound in the room was suddenly much quieter, and soon someone opened the door, and it was a strange man, with a face full of flesh, and he spoke with a strong smell of wine:

"Who are you doing?"

Gattuso sneered, "I'm here to talk to your boss about a deal." ”

The man opened his eyes and looked at Joyce, who did not know each other at all, and scolded:

"How old are you, if you want to see the boss, you can see the boss, get out of the way!"

Gattuso's face was sprayed with spittle, and he wiped it off lightly, and said with a cruel smile:

"I'm your grandfather!"

Then he kicked the drunk man in.