Chapter 1233 I am kind
Khedira was a little dissatisfied: "Boss, I also want to go with the boss. Don't bet on this kid to the police station!"
Walter said directly: "The boss arranged this to take care of you and let you recover well. You can't even understand this? Stop talking nonsense and do it quickly!"
"Yes!" Khedira said helplessly.
"Where's my money!" the blond young man shouted when he saw that they were going to take him away.
Xiao Peng rolled his eyes at him and said, "You won't lose anything! I'll give you a check now, can you withdraw it? I'll send you to jail then! Or you can give me a safe account and I'll deposit it into it for you!"
Khedira grabbed the blond youth by the collar and dragged him up from the ground: "Let's go, our boss can't cheat you out of that little money? It's just the price of a bottle of wine for him!"
The blond young man suddenly struggled and said, "Wait!"
Xiao Peng frowned and asked, "What else do you have to say?"
The blond young man looked at Xiao Peng and said, "Sir, I want to ask you one more favor."
"Huh? What's the matter?" Xiao Peng was a little impatient.
The blond youth said something shocking. He pointed at Kasim and said, "Can this gentleman beat me up again? The pain all over my body makes me feel like I'm in heaven! From childhood to adulthood, I've never felt so good as today..."
Xiao Peng instantly felt goosebumps all over his body. No wonder this guy refused to give in no matter how hard he tried to beat him. He was a pervert! For him, this was actually a kind of enjoyment?
A chill ran through Xiao Peng's body. Damn, there really are so many strange things in this world!
He quickly pointed at Khedira and said, "Hurry up and drag this pervert out of here! If he stays in this room again, I'm afraid I'll have to move! This is so disgusting!"
Khedira also looked disgusted and dragged the blond young man out of the house. Walter and the others followed him. Only Xiao Peng and Zhao Shanhe were left in the room.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" Xiao Peng handed Zhao Shanhe a cigarette and asked in confusion.
Zhao Shanhe shook his head. "Brother, I'm getting more and more confused about you. You say you're cruel, right? You're willing to risk your life for a stranger without asking for anything in return. You say you're kind, right? That kid just now looked like you really wanted to beat him to death!"
Xiao Peng waved his hand and said, "They won't be beaten to death. Kasim was a mercenary before, and they are well versed in torture. They know where to hit someone to cause excruciating pain without endangering their life. They are professionals!"
"...Such a major sounds scary!" Zhao Shanhe sighed.
Xiao Peng shook his head and said, "It's true that the land and water shape the people. You say I'm not kind? Poverty breeds cunning schemes, while wealth breeds consciences. I'm rich now, and I think I've developed a lot of conscience. But sometimes this extra conscience can cause trouble for myself."
"What do you mean?" Zhao Shanhe asked in confusion.
Xiao Peng explained, "You're someone who travels a lot, so you know that these big European cities all have slums, right?"
Zhao Shanhe nodded. "Of course. Speaking of which, I've noticed a problem. The poor here tend to cluster together. A few poor people gather together, and then they attract more and more poor people, eventually forming ghettos. And these ghettos are different from the ones next to them. The one that impressed me most was the ghetto in Los Angeles. It's right in the heart of the city. The neighborhood next to it is magnificent, while the ghetto across the street is shabby and littered with garbage. At night, the streets are so full of tents that you daren't drive past them. You never know when a bottle of wine or a drug addict might fly by."
Xiao Peng said, "There are slums like this in Marseille, just like you said. When I first became rich, I wanted to help the people in those slums, but what happened there really drove me crazy."
"What happened?" Zhao Shanhe asked in confusion.
Xiao Peng spread his hands and said, "The more slums there are, the more severe the discrimination is. Of course, their discrimination isn't racial or gender discrimination. Even if you dress neatly, you'll be discriminated against there. Also, drugs are rampant. I've found that drugs can help those downtrodden people form a community and find a sense of belonging."
Zhao Shanhe added: "There are also issues with guns and the pornography industry is quite serious."
Xiao Peng nodded. "At the time, Pascal proposed providing assistance to the people in the slums. After all, he's French, and Marseille is his hometown. It's not surprising that he'd want to improve his social status after becoming rich. I even suspected he was considering a career in politics. As for me... don't laugh at me. Back then, when the poor had just become rich, they valued fame, status, and connections. They wanted to do good deeds and integrate into the local community, so we prepared a lot of supplies and went to the slums for charity. We gave them clothes and food, and toys and things like that."
"This is a good thing!" Zhao Shanhe said.
Xiao Peng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "You think it's a good thing? But what happened next is driving me crazy!"
"What happened?" Zhao Shanhe asked hurriedly.
"When I was distributing things over there, I was sighing that the residents of the slums needed our respect. They lined up to receive relief supplies and were very polite to us, but when we left..." Xiao Peng sighed, "I had a Rolls-Royce Phantom in Marseille. When I left, I found that the car had been smashed and the things inside had been stolen. The most infuriating thing was that someone had pooped on my driver's seat! I had no choice but to ask the towing company to tow it away and call the police. But how can I catch them? The insurance company will pay for the repairs, but I can't keep the car anymore! It makes me sick just thinking about it! And there are even more terrifying things to come."
"What happened next?"
Xiao Peng said, "After we left, a series of violent incidents broke out in the slums. People robbed each other. There were even children who were severely injured because they refused to hand over the toys they had received! When the Marseille police saw this, instead of dealing with it directly, they found Pascal and me and gave us a lecture. Basically, they said that the violence was caused by our distribution of supplies. Although we meant well, those violent incidents were directly related to us! Since it was our first offense, we were not held responsible that time. If it happens again, we must report it to the police and do it with their cooperation and permission - of course, we must do our best to never do it again! It's not that I don't want to be kind, but this environment doesn't allow you to be kind. What can you do?"
Zhao Shanhe sighed after hearing this: "This is really helpless!"
Xiao Peng continued, "Then I went to Africa. Some of the things I encountered made me... do you know what this is?"
After he finished speaking, he rolled up his sleeves. On his wrist was a bracelet made of silver with various patterns engraved on it and inlaid with a huge golden gem.
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