undercover manga

"Shit! These capitalists are so shameless! They only have 6000 to [-] million at most!"

Xia Hua said angrily, his eyes full of dissatisfaction with the corrupt capital system.

Hai Zhu stared at him and smiled coldly.

"You keep one bag of the money and hand the rest over to the organization."

Upon hearing this, Xia Hua's aura of daring to fight against capitalism suddenly weakened.

But his immediate boss had spoken personally, so he could only agree feebly.

It seemed that he felt that it was unjustifiable for him to be so empty-handed. After all, Xia Hua got all the money with his own ability.

Hai Zhu patted his shoulder and his tone softened.

"You are still young and inexperienced. Because capital is too deep, it will corrode people's hearts and you can't control it."

The middle-aged man's words came from his heart and were deeply touching.

The young people who were persuaded by him couldn't help crying when they heard this Yin Yin teaching. The crying scene of pear blossoms and rain made people believe it.

Without further ado, Haizhu sent people from the organization to follow Xia Hua home and take away five bags of US dollars.

He is deeply afraid that his favorite trump card will have his mind corrupted by capitalism.

It can be seen that the leadership of the organization is always concerned about the physical and mental health of its members.

the next day.

Xia Hua, whose tears had dried, climbed up from the pillow covered with a layer of salt powder.

There is a saying.

What makes you miserable will make you stronger.

After the small treasury was passively handed over, Xia Hua secretly decided that the next time he fishes, he must not let Hai Zhu know his specific harvest!

come on!you can!

After breakfast, Xia Hua sold a lot of daily necessities and drove to the Black Reef Welfare Institute in Brooklyn.

But this ghost place was really remote. Xia Hua asked the black friend on the street for directions several times before he found the place.

This is a slum area, full of low-rise and dilapidated apartment buildings, and black men wearing big pants and flowery shirts walking on the road.

Some of them were basking in the sun, their eyes dull.

Some of them are full of flavor and start dancing when they disagree with each other.

A typical chaotic community.

Only some children still have a bright light in their eyes.

But no matter what color they are, most children have skinny bodies and dirty faces.

Xia Hua drove by. Although he used Kidd's mask to look like a middle-aged man, the greedy eyes staring at him from the car window made people feel disgusted with this place for no reason.

There are actually some children with greed in their eyes.

Some were staring directly at the daily necessities filled in the carriage, and some were staring at Xia Hua in a daze.

At this time, Xia Hua felt a hint of irritability in his heart.

But this is not about the homeless and the children, it is about the country.

Although it obviously occupies most of the world's resources, this country has never had the idea of ​​​​being able to help the world.

Instead, they want to start wars and create conflicts everywhere to consolidate their hegemony.

If it were not for the military deterrence of nuclear bombs, I am afraid that this predatory civilization would invade the whole world.

Although Xia Hua was a spy in this life, he had seen many photos of war-torn areas in his previous life.

In that shocking scene, poverty and hunger are just daily life.

Death is a relief there.

As a Chinese who accepts authentic Chinese thoughts, Xia Hua yearns for beauty in his heart, but he is unable to change these, so he becomes disgusted.

Maybe this is incompetent rage.

With an irritable mood, Xia Hua finally arrived at the entrance of the orphanage.

It's a bit cleaner now that we've arrived.

It was a building that had been renovated from an old church. The gray-black walls were mottled and dilapidated. The metal fonts at the gate had long lost their original color in the wind and rain, leaving only the red color of rust.

Seeing that the door was open, Xia Hua drove the car directly in.

The orphanage has a front yard with some play facilities, where several children are laughing and playing.

Although these facilities are messy and outdated, they are still a good place for children from the orphanage to play.

However, when seeing someone they don't know driving up, these children react differently from the children on the street outside.

Their first time was to run back to the house. Only the oldest child stood at the door of the house, looking at Xia Hua stubbornly.

It wasn't until Xia Hua explained that he was here to donate supplies that the big boy relaxed a little.

Xia Hua chatted with him for a while and found out that his name was Matthew, the director's name was Sailong, and there were thirteen children in the orphanage.

But the director is getting older and plans to close the orphanage after finding suitable families for his children.

While chatting, the gray-haired dean walked slowly over.

He was a little hunched over, and his figure was no longer as strong as when he was young but he was still tall.

Even the experience in his youth caused the root cause of his disease in his 60s, and his body could no longer withstand the torture.

Even if you want to continue to maintain the orphanage, you are powerless.

"Hello, sir, I am Bidwin Theron."

The dean saw Xia Hua's car full of supplies at first glance. With a smile on his face, he stretched out his hand to Xia Hua.

"Hello, Mr. Theron, my name is Rick."

The two shook hands politely.

Xia Hua's current role is that of a middle-aged Caucasian man, somewhat decadent, dressed like an office worker.

Fortunately, Xia Hua practiced breathing techniques. The explosive muscles that he originally maintained to look thinner when dressed are now a little fuller, and can almost support the physique of a middle-aged man.

"Mr. Rick, you've come a long way, why don't we go sit inside."

Theron kindly dragged Xia Hua's arm with his hand and invited him into the room to chat again.

"Put your things down first and then talk."

Theron was polite and reserved for a while, and then asked the older children in the orphanage to come over and help move it out of the car, insisting that Xia Hua would not do it.

"You are a guest and you have brought us so many things, so there is a way for you to help."

Seeing that the dean was so insistent and that the daily necessities were not too heavy, Xia Hua was happy and relaxed. He and he stood at the door of the room, watching the busy figures of the children, and chatted.

During the chat, Xia Hua fully performed the behavior that a caring person should have, and had a great conversation with Dean Theron.

I finally know who the most troublesome guy in the orphanage is.

She was a girl of mixed Chinese and Western descent. She had short hair and an underdeveloped body, and she looked like a tomboy.

As for the name... the child named herself, she called herself...

Skye.