I Really Didn’t Want To Make A Lot Of Money

A drop of ink dripped into a bowl of water, and the bowl of water turned black.

The children born of yellow and black people together are basically black. Some are light black, like chocolate; some are pure black colors.

Alpha's hair and face are Asian-like, and his skin is chocolate-colored.

Alpha is malnourished, there is no meat on his body, there are a few bruises on the chocolate skin, and a few crusted wounds.

"What's wrong with him?" Chen Ling couldn't help asking. A child is innocent. No matter what reason he came to this world, he was born innocent and should not be treated viciously by this world.

"Those two bitches!" Wu Juan's voice was quiet and grievous, "They will abuse Alpha when I am away; sometimes one of them catches me and the other hits my child in my face..."

Chen Ling's face was gloomy, wondering how could there be such a vicious woman.

"They are with David, but they have not been pregnant. They are jealous of my child and have a vicious heart... I am afraid that one day I will never find Alpha again, so I take him everywhere now."

François couldn't understand what Wu Juan said, but from her actions, she could guess that she was looking for Chen Ling for help. When he saw the scar on Alpha's body, an angry expression appeared on his face.

"Mr. Chen, you can arrange for me to deal with it." François offered to ask Ying, even though he didn't know what to deal with.

Chen Ling shook his head, "We are leaving here after all. You have taught people, what should we do after we leave? Those people will retaliate on the mother and son."

Wu Juan understood the conversation between François and Chen Ling, and said quickly: "No way now. My children are still young. I can't beat them. They are all a head taller than me and stronger than me."

"Does David don't want his children?" Chen Ling asked, he thought, after all, Alpha is David's biological son, so there is always something emotional.

Wu Juan shook her head and said: "He doesn't care, he is not worthy of being a father! He only bought milk once a month after Alpha was born, and then he didn't care about it anymore. He would rather buy his own wine and drink than give me money. Alpha buys food."

At this moment, Al whispered, "Mom, I'm hungry, I want to eat."

Wu Juan took out a white dumpling wrapped in a plastic bag from her pocket, opened it and put it in Alpha's hand, "eat it."

Alpha brought the lump to his mouth, took a bite, and chewed.

"What does he eat?" Chen Ling asked.

"Tapioca," Wu Juan said.

"Eating raw cassava? It can be poisoned!" Cassava is a common staple food in tropical regions. It has a high starch content, but it cannot be eaten raw. It may cause poisoning and suffocation.

"A little bit, it's okay, give him a snack." Wu Juan said indifferently.

Chen Ling watched Alpha gnawing on cassava for a while, and asked François: "What do you think?"

Francois nodded: "Children are innocent."

Chen Ling nodded. Francois helped him make up his mind.

"Where is that David? We will help you get your passport." Chen Ling said.

Credentials are the first problem to be solved. Without a certificate, it is very difficult to go to the capital Kinshasa, and it is very likely that the embassy will not admit it and will not provide assistance.

A smile appeared on Wu Juan's thin face, and Boss Chen was finally willing to help herself.

"David is a civil servant. He went to Kinshasa on a business trip and will not be back until next month." Wu Juan said, "In these years, I have never seen my passport. I don't know where he put it. Chen Boss, I want to sign an agreement with you..."

"What agreement?"

"You help me and my child return to China, and I will give you money after returning home." Wu Juan said, "I know, this is not a question of money, but I have nothing else to give you. I can only give you money after returning to China."

Chen Ling shook his head: "Let's find your passport first... A Bin, make arrangements. We will go to Kinshasa to find someone."

Now that he was determined to help the mother and son in front of him, Chen Ling acted immediately.

The first is to escort them to Kinshasa and quietly send them to CR's camp in Kinshasa; then they find David and ask for Wu Juan's passport back.

With a passport, you can go to the embassy and ask for consular protection. By the way, you can also apply for Alpha's certificate, and then you can return to your country.

During the whole process, move fast and send Wu Juan and Alpha out of Dilolo before the two women get the news.

François felt compassion after seeing the scar on Alpha's body, and moved quickly. After a while, the two cars left Dilolo and went straight to Klovich. Dilolo does not have an airport and must go to Klovic by plane.

The Democratic Republic of Congo has a large area, with more than two million square kilometers of land, making it the eleventh largest country in the world. However, the road facilities in the Democratic Republic of Congo are very backward. The roads in the south, east, north and west areas are not interconnected, and it is very common to travel by package.

Therefore, don’t be surprised to hear from the Congolese people that they charter a flight to a certain place, travel by private jet, etc., they are just a last resort.

Arriving at Klovich, the car went directly to the airport. Not long after, a small airplane of the airline took off and left Klovech, heading for Kinshasa.

Along the way, Wu Juan held Alpha and said nothing.

She feels like a dream. Last night I heard my neighbor talk about what happened in the Belgian hospital, and the idea of ​​escape that had been hidden in my heart became irresistibly stronger.

She tossed and turned and did not sleep well all night. When we came together in the morning, she would go out with her baby and ask about what happened last night. She wanted to try her luck.

Dilolo was too young after all, and Wu Juan quickly found out about the hotel where Chen Ling was staying. She asked a few words in the hotel, and François noticed.

François realized that she was Chinese and had a child with her, so he brought her to Chen Ling.

Now, on the plane to Kinshasa!

Wu Juan hugged the child and looked down from the window, tears bursting into her eyes.

She secretly calculated that she must talk to Boss Chen about how much she would cost to return to China.

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Not long after Chen Ling's plane took off, another plane of the same model flew from Klovich Airport and headed east.

There are four special passengers on this plane.

The two men and two women were handcuffed to their seats with shackles on their feet and four prisoners.

Sitting in front of them were several South Asians, their skin was as dark as Africans, but their hair was longer and straighter, and their facial contours were more square.

Next to the blue-eyed female prisoner was a white man in his fifties, holding a cigar in her hand.

"You brought it to your door, it's the best gift I have received in recent times." said the white man who smoked cigars, "but, I'm very disappointed. I didn't expect that MI6 today has fallen to this point!"

The blue-eyed female prisoner twitched her mouth and said nothing.

"Molly, you know I'm here, so you dare to come... Yes, although not smart enough, but the courage is commendable." The white man continued, "I heard that you dealt with Frederick? I am very Suspect."

The four detainees are Molly and her three colleagues. A few days ago, they arrived at Luau under the cover of Chen Ling. They disappeared on the same day. Unexpectedly, they also came to the Democratic Republic of Congo. Now it seems that the action is not going well.

Molly snorted and said, "What do you suspect? Do you suspect that the horned viper is still alive, or that I can't deal with her?"

"As your senior, I have absolute trust in MI6's credibility. Horn Viper, Frederick must be dead, but if you send him to see God, I don't believe it." The white man said .

"There are so many unbelievable things in the world." Molly said, "If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who could believe that David, the legendary MI6, would be reduced to a smuggler working for Indians?"

The white man whom Molly called David laughed loudly, "The legend of MI6, cough cough cough..., a 007 bond is enough, I don't need this extra."

"Indeed, smugglers are superfluous!" Molly's mocking eyes fell on David and shook her head.

David didn't care, and said: "The old club is still as arrogant as ever, calling someone like me who can change the world a smuggler. It's right to say that we British are rigid and stubborn!"

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