Chapter 942 Love Does Not Require IQ

Raymond sat at the bar of the Peace Hotel and looked at several reports in his hands.

After taking a sip of the cold beer handed over by Shang Qi, Raymond circled several reports with a red pen, then smiled a little strangely and said to Shang Qi: "You won't believe it. Sokovia, a small place in Eastern Europe, turned out to be a powder keg.

Maybe World War III will start soon..."

Shangqi ignored the alarmist Raymond. In his eyes, there was nothing that Hell's Kitchen couldn't solve.

While wiping the wine glass, out of breath, he shouted to a thin, curly-haired middle-aged man wearing a waiter's uniform: "Hey, Sam, you're almost wiping off the paint on the table.

Why don't you try to help me feed those animals. Wilde seems to be starting to grow recently. Get him more food! "

The middle-aged man Sam stared at Shang Qi with his mouth slightly open. It took him a few seconds to react and stammered in a strange big-tongued accent: "Okay~Okay~

But, but, can you tell Wilde not to contradict me? Me, I'm a little scared..."

Shangqi looked at Sam's silly face and shook his head helplessly, wondering if he had done something wrong?

This Sam is a mentally retarded man who used to work at a Starbucks in Queens.

He came here because there was a blind lawyer in Hell's Kitchen who was willing to represent him in a lawsuit to get his daughter back who was taken away by the government.

Shangqi met him in an alley. This stupid guy lived in a cardboard box just waiting for lawyer Matt Murdock to bring him good news...

Raymond looked at the strange expression on Shang Qi's face. He tilted his neck and chuckled, "If you decide to help him, you should be patient!

That Matt Murdock has been secretly watching over him, and he wants to use time and pain to dispel Sam's 'wishful thinking'!

I didn't think it was a good idea for Sam to take her daughter back from that foster home. He couldn't take care of the child at all.

His own IQ is only seven years old..."

As he spoke, Raymond glanced at Sam, who was hesitant to go to the back alley to feed the dinosaurs. He placed all the condiment bottles on the table in a straight line as if he was obsessive-compulsive.

Looking at Shang Qi whose expression changed, Raymond said: "Your approach of taking in Sam disrupted that Matt Murdock's plan.

Boy, do you think you secretly took Sam to see his daughter for his own good?

In fact, you artificially prolonged Sam’s pain, and you need to be responsible for this..."

Shangqi's eyes flashed after hearing this, and then he said firmly: "You have never seen that child, how do you judge that taking him away from Sam is right?"

As he spoke, he said in a tone that seemed to cheer him up: "Sam regards that child as his life, and that child also loves Sam.

Sam has wrapped that child with 'love' for five years, allowing her to grow up happily!

If someone thought he was unqualified, why not take that child away when she was born? "

Raymond actually didn't care about Sam's matter. No matter what the final result of this matter was, it didn't matter to him, but recently he found that he seemed to be a bit like a teacher.

He especially likes to chat with Qi recently. It is a great sense of achievement for Raymond to guide a young man like Shang Qi to grow!

"How do you know that Sam really 'loves' that child? You have to know that Sam's IQ is only seven years old. Maybe he just feels that his cherished toy has been taken away, so he is sad.

And you have to know that the girl is already five years old, and in two years she will be even more mature than Sam.

Have you ever thought about what kind of life is good for that child? "

He was out of breath and silent for a moment. He looked at Sam who was lingering and looked at him pitifully. Finally, he lowered his head and went to the back alley.

This boy who had always had chivalry in his heart gritted his teeth and looked at Raymond, and said, "Then how are you sure that this is the right thing to do?

You, including that Matt Murdock don't even really know Sam and that kid. "

As he was out of breath, he seemed to have thought of something. He gritted his teeth and pressed his hands on the bar and said in a cold voice: "It doesn't matter if Sam is mentally retarded, his love is more pure!

You are not fucking retarded, how the fuck can you be sure that ‘loving’ a child requires a fucking IQ…”

Raymond tilted his neck and looked at Shang Qi, who was a little excited. Facing Shang Qi's cold eyes, he pursed his lips with a smile and said, "Because that child will grow up and she will understand the world." You won’t stay in a certain time period forever.

When she matures, do you think she will appreciate what you did?

Is it fair to that child that someone like Sam is destined to be a burden to that child? "

As Raymond looked at Shang Qi's determined expression, he said patiently: "I actually like Sam quite a bit, and I even decided that if Alvin doesn't agree to take Sam in, I can hire him as my assistant.

He is definitely more reliable than anyone else...

Now that you have Sam living in your new house, have you considered what Jessica will think? I guess you didn't even call her..."

After hearing this, Shangqi raised his chin a little proudly and said: "You don't understand at all, I called Jessica immediately...

She agreed with my approach, and Jessica thought it was the right thing to do to get the child back first! "

Raymond shook his head in amusement and said, "It's really a girl from Hell's Kitchen..."

Raymond said that he was no longer struggling with Shangqi. In fact, Shangqi himself was also struggling. This was the reason why he was hesitant and kept cheering himself up.

And things really need to have results before we can judge whether they are right or wrong, but what the final result is is very meaningful to Shangqi now, including several of his accomplices!

This is a group of happy boys, because no matter what they do, someone will always come forward to explain it to them.

Looking at Shang Qi's still aggrieved expression, Raymond said: "Something big will happen recently, and Alvin is not here, so you should help him carry the Peace Hotel sign.

There were conflicts between several gangs in the dock area, and more than a dozen people have died in the past few days.

Go and make them stop, there is enough profit there to feed them all...

Alvin asked Stark Group to take over the dock area reconstruction project so that more people could eat, not to make a few people rich. "

As he spoke, Raymond knocked the empty wine glass on the bar, with an impersonal smile on his lips, and said: "Old Kent's prestige is not enough, you go..."

Shangqi looked at Raymond a little confused and said, "What can I do? Organize them to sit down and negotiate?"

Raymond sneered and said: "Dead people don't need to negotiate...

It was Alvin who gave Hell's Kitchen its current vitality. They could obviously choose to eat quietly, but they chose to suck blood...

Boy, Hell's Kitchen is a kingdom and it has a great king!

We can't always let the king charge into battle, and we can't always let these little things bother him.

Do you dare to kill someone? "

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In a sophisticated community on the Upper East Side of New York, a five or six-year-old little girl with fluffy blond hair, wearing pajamas and holding a teddy bear, climbed out of the window with some difficulty, trying to get down to the ground along the drainage pipe.

A seven or eight-year-old curly-haired girl stood nervously by the window and watched the little blond girl perform dangerous actions. She looked at the blond girl who had climbed up the drainage pipe at a loss and shouted in a low voice: "Lucy , It’s not good for you to do this, it’s very dangerous...”

The little blond girl Lucy had the teddy bear in her mouth. She glanced at the curly-haired girl and stammered: "I'm going to find my dad. He told me to write to me, but I didn't accept it..."

When Lucy was distracted for a moment, she lost her balance and fell towards the lawn below.

A ball of yellow sand scattered beside the fence of the small villa suddenly stirred, and then fell silent again.

Just when Lucy thought she was about to die, a purple figure rushed over and caught Lucy who was about to fall. The moment he was about to land on his back, a thread of spider silk shot out and stuck to the eaves.

Following the elasticity of the spider silk, he carried Lucy back to the window where she escaped.

After carefully sending Lucy into the room through the window, Peter breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Oh, I'm sorry I'm late. A group of bank robbers just delayed me a little bit."

As he spoke, Peter took out a crumpled letter from his pocket and handed it to Lucy. He smiled and said, "Do you need me to read it to you? It took Sam a long time to finish it."

Lucy took the letter in surprise. She happily hugged Peter's neck who was sitting on the windowsill, kissed him hard, and said, "I knew Sam wouldn't let me go..."

Peter looked at this precocious little girl at the same time. He didn't know what he should say. At the age of 18, he was not sure whether what he and Shangqi did was right?

Seeing Lucy holding the letter as if she had found a treasure, Peter smiled reluctantly. He did not disturb the happy Lucy, but looked at the curly-haired little girl and said: "Hello Emma, ​​you are feeling better. Yes? Have you taken your medicine on time?"

The curly-haired little girl Emma covered her mouth and looked at Peter excitedly. Faced with Peter's concern, she nodded desperately and said, "I'm much better. I ate two more slices of toast and an omelette today."

Peter smiled and took out a lollipop from his pocket and handed it to Emma, ​​and said with a smile: "Miss Emma Marco, this is a reward for your serious recovery.

You'll be fine, but don't climb walls like Lucy, unless you're Spider-Man..."

Emma looked at the embarrassed Lucy holding the letter and reading it with relish. She said a little enviously: "Lucy is very brave, and she knows where to find her father!"

Peter touched Emma's head sympathetically and said with a smile: "You are luckier than me, I have never met my father.

I live with my uncle, so there's nothing wrong with that!

Anne and her husband are very loving people and they seem to take good care of you. "

Emma nodded slightly. She glanced at Lucy who was distinguishing the handwriting and pictures on the letter word for word, and whispered: "Yes, Anne is very good, really very good..."

As soon as Emma finished speaking, the ball of sand hidden under the fence shook slightly and then slowly slid away along a drainage ditch.

Peter, who was sensitive, glanced in the direction of the drainage ditch. He frowned and rubbed his temples, muttering to himself: "Did I hear wrongly?"