king of war

Chapter 116 The War Against Terrorism

Qin Rongshuai stood up and smiled at Klein who came to report the news, patted him on the shoulder, took out ten dollars and stuffed them into his hand.

Klein blushed, took the money excitedly, bowed quickly and said, "Thank you, Mr. Wayne."

"Don't come to me for a while, and you and your friends had better stay away from those people, they are very dangerous, you know?" Qin Rongshuai warned.

"Okay Mr. Wayne." Klein nodded and was about to turn around and walk away.

"Klein." Qin Rongshuai suddenly stopped him.

Klein turned around suspiciously.

"Is there anyone else in your family?" Qin Rongshuai asked, "What do your parents do?"

"There is only one younger sister, Mr. Wayne." Klein replied, "They died in a factory accident."

Qin Rongshuai's heart moved, and after a few seconds he slowly asked, "Then which orphanage do you and your sister live in?"

"St. Mary's Orphanage, but where did we escape from last year?" Klein scratched his head and looked at Qin Rongshuai with some doubts.

"why?"

"We don't have enough to eat there, and we have to work and get beaten from time to time." Klein shrugged his shoulders, pretending to be indifferent, "Anyway, we need to work to support ourselves, so it's better to run out and do it ourselves without getting beaten .”

"Then where do you and your sister live?" Qin Rongshuai asked.

"Before, we were in the bridge hole, or in the church, until we met a kind man and rented his attic for one dollar." Klein said here with a smile, "It's really wonderful there, very warm, There are no mice, so I don't have to worry about my sister being bitten."

Qin Rongshuai patted him on the shoulder, "After this matter is over, I have a job for you."

Klein looked at him in disbelief, his eyes filled with surprise, "Thank you, Mr. Wayne."

Until the little newsboy happily ran out.

Miss Lama next to her looked at her boss with a weird expression.

Qin Rongshuai felt a little strange and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"You seem to be very special to that newspaper boy." Miss Rama added hastily, "I mean special attention. I have never seen a big man like you treat those children in the street."

A kid like Klein, after a few years on the street, will either become a thief and a gangster and be sent to prison.Either enter the factory, if you are lucky, you will be driven out after a few years of illness, and if you are unlucky, you will die in various accidents in the factory.

We must know that the problem of child labor in the United States has always been very serious. Children are engaged in many dangerous jobs, even miners, because insurance measures are not in place, and casualties occur frequently. In comparison, jobs like newsboys are considered the best jobs.

In 1938, President Roosevelt signed the Fair Labor Standards Act, which stipulated that the minimum age for some jobs was 16 years old, and the minimum age for hazardous occupations was 18 years old.

However, this bill still leaves a tail.Except for the manufacturing and mining industries, children under the age of 14 can work after school. There are still many factories that still use child labor in large numbers.

Qin Rongshuai thought for a while and replied, "Maybe I'm a little soft-hearted. Klein is very smart. I think he should be given a chance."

Then he went to the window, scanned the street below, and watched carefully for a while, but saw nothing suspicious.

Just as he was about to look back, he saw Klein hurriedly crossing the road, and there was a five or six-year-old girl squatting quietly on the opposite street.

The little girl was wearing a large coat with patches all over it, her blond hair was braided in two braids, her chubby little face looked a little dirty, and she was holding a small backpack in her hand.Seeing Klein run away, the little girl jumped up happily and waved her little hand.

This must be Klein's sister. Klein ran over and ruffled the little girl's hair, lowered his head and said a few words to her. Then he took her hand and ran to a stall, took out a handful of coins and handed it to her. past.

The peddler wearing a tall white hat swiftly took out an ice cream and handed it over. Klein took it and stuffed it into his younger sister's hand.

The little girl grinned happily, took a sip, and handed it to Klein.

Seeing this scene, Qin Rongshuai's mouth slightly turned up, and after staring at it for a few seconds, he withdrew his gaze.

On the other side of the street, a black car suddenly turned around and began to accelerate gradually.

Qin Rongshuai's heart skipped a beat, and his sense of danger rose sharply. He picked up a gun with his backhand and aimed it at the driver of the car.

The driver of the car tilted his body, lost control of the car, and crashed into a shop on the street.

The strange feeling in Qin Rongshuai's heart did not dissipate, but became stronger and stronger. He turned around suddenly, threw himself under the table, and pulled Miss Rama next to him.

Then, the whole building shook violently.

A huge ball of fire erupted from the car, like a ferocious beast that broke out of its cage, and let out a terrifying roar.

The scorching flames shot out in all directions in an instant, filling the space with a radius of tens of meters.

The shock wave visible to the naked eye spreads out from the center of the car, and the obstacles it encounters are squeezed, deformed, and broken.

People in the whole street were knocked to the ground by the sound waves of the explosion. The store at the center of the explosion had completely disappeared and turned into a big hole. All the glass was shattered.

Several shops in the compartment were also completely affected and became unrecognizable, and several large cracks appeared on the walls of the buildings facing the street.

Qin Rongshuai shook off the shards of broken glass on his body, glanced at Miss Lama next to him, and was relieved to see that she was safe and sound.

It's just that the huge explosion shocked the beautiful accountant's eyes, her mind went blank, her ears were full of buzzing, and she couldn't hear anything.

Qin Rongshuai stood up and found a big hole in the wall of the office facing the street, and the howling cold wind poured in.

Looking from the broken hole, the whole street is devastated.

People were lying on the ground in the street, blood was flowing everywhere, and body parts were scattered on the ground.

The peddler, who lost one leg, looked around blankly, trying to get up, but fell down quickly, and only then did he realize that his leg was broken.

Screams and wailing gradually sounded, and people everywhere were calling for help.

However, more people were motionless and breathless.

Facing the bloody and tragic scene in front of him, Qin Rongshuai didn't stop his eyes, and quickly scanned his surroundings.

He was looking for Klein's figure.

Soon, he spotted the thin figures of the Klein brothers and sisters on the edge of the street.

Klein's younger sister was sitting on the ground with tears in her eyes. She kept pulling her brother's clothes with all her strength, trying to get him up, but she couldn't move her brother even with all her strength.

There was blood all over Klein's body, and the little girl tried hard to wipe it off with her sleeve, but she couldn't wipe it off no matter what.

Qin Rongshuai narrowed his eyes, gradually clenched his fists, jumped directly from the third floor, and rushed to Klein.

The little girl raised her head in panic and looked at Qin Rongshuai in front of her, without saying a word in a daze.

Qin Rongshuai reached out to touch Klein's breath, felt his weak breathing, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

A white light glowed on his hand, and a healing technique was applied, and the wound on Klein's body began to heal and recover.

After a few seconds, Klein slowly opened his eyes. He had lost a lot of blood, and his consciousness was still a little fuzzy. It took him a long time to realize that he was not dead, and subconsciously reached out and grabbed his sister.

Qin Rongshuai patted his head and said, "Your sister is fine."

Only then did Klein feel relieved, and hugged his sister tightly.

"Boom!"

Another huge flame shot up into the sky. Looking up, the mushroom cloud formed by the explosion slowly rose.

There were panicked and running crowds everywhere, the piercing sirens of fire trucks began to sound, and the police kept blowing their whistles.

Then, another explosion.

Qin Rongshuai looked at the fireballs rising everywhere and the loud noises that kept coming, with a sneer on his lips.

it is good.

well.

Such a fierce assassination is the style of Hydra, regardless of innocence, casualties, and unscrupulous means to achieve the goal.

Ordinary methods can't be played, have you started to play terrorist attacks?
Well, I will accompany you to the end.

(End of this chapter)