Bertis Didiloa walked home in a daze. Although no one recognized her identity, she still felt something was wrong. Whenever someone glanced over her or whispered something, she would always subconsciously think that they were pointing at themselves.

Everything that happened in the court made her feel ashamed, especially when the Dawn Knight slandered her, she really had the urge to die. She defied her conscience and slandered a good person and a benefactor who saved her life. This is really not something that a person can do.

Mrs. Didiroya even felt that her soul must have been sold to the devil, so she would have done such a crazy thing.

How could I do this, how could I? She kept reflecting, but for what she had done, this reflection had no meaning.

Before she knew it, she had returned to her home. This was a small apartment that could hardly accommodate a few people to walk around. Even for only one person, this living environment was too narrow. But here was a whole family of Mrs. Didiroya.

Her son, her daughter, and her two granddaughters. The family of five is crowded in this small apartment. Just thinking about it makes people feel the embarrassment of their lives.

Seeing his mother walking back like a walking corpse. Francisco, who had seen everything happening on the sofa through the TV, quickly stood up. He hugged his mother and comforted in a low voice.

"Mom, it's okay. It's okay, we will get better. We will definitely get better. At worst, our family will not stay in the United States, and we can live a good life even if we return to Mexico."

"Mom..." Claudia, who heard the sound, walked out of the room with a child in her arms. She looked at her mother and asked in despair. "Does we have no other way?"

Behind her, there was a child who was only five or six years old, holding tightly on the hem of her clothes. It was precisely because of the existence of these two children that she was extremely reluctant to accept the upcoming fate.

Although they live so miserably in the United States, compared to their hometown, Juarez, Mexico, this place is already a paradise. If possible, they hope that they will never return to that ghost place in their entire lives, to the city that wanders between drugs and death.

But this is impossible, they have received a government order for forced repatriation.

A family like them has neither a resident status in the United States, a green card, or even a stable income. It is impossible for them to stay in such a country for a long time.

The government will not allow such illegal smugglers in their own country, because they not only cannot pay a cent of tax, but will always threaten social security. Even if they do not even need the most basic welfare, the government will not agree to their existence.

Many people think that the United States is a paradise because its system and laws are more sound and more perfect than many countries. But these people often ignore one thing, that is, these systems and laws are often used to serve Americans. The scope it limits absolutely does not include those illegal smugglers or citizens of other countries. With this identity, you can live well in this country, but without this identity, you can only be worried.

Since coming to the United States, the Didi Loa family has been worried. Now they don’t need it because they have limited time to leave the country.

Mrs. Didiroya, her daughter, and her children were forced to order from the Immigration Bureau for illegal smuggling and lack of stable work. As for Francisco, although he was lucky enough to escape because of his current job, he could not watch his mother and sister return to the hell alone.

As the only man in the family, he must be with them. He will accompany them to return to the place full of drug lords and violent crimes, and then survive with difficulty.

It was not that they had tried hard, they had not thought of other ways. But all their attempts had failed. And the only hope in the end was shattered by everything that happened in court.

They did not resent the Dawn Knights because they did not have the qualifications to resent him. He never felt sorry for them, but instead they revenge their grudges and targeted the benefactor who had saved their mother for himself.

In any aspect, they are the ones who are in the wrong way. They also want to ignore the bureaucrats who found them and face their conscience and morality in a dignified capacity. But when the serious facts are in front of them, Mrs. Didiroya still compromises.

It is not for herself, but for her children, her two granddaughters. The old woman who has been through most of her life doesn’t care what kind of infamy she will bear or what kind of sins she will commit. But she cannot let her children live in hell in the future.

She made up her mind to make a wrong choice and was willing to bear all the consequences of this choice. However, she did not expect that this choice would not bring everything that their family needed.

"I'm sorry for you, kids."

In the face of cruel facts, Mrs. Didi Loa admitted that she could do nothing. She could no longer help her family.

And her son naturally forgave him. Francisco hugged his mother hard and comforted her warmly.

"Mom, this is not your problem. It's mine. I can't protect you, so that our family will become like this. If you want to blame, blame me."

"Mom, it's not your fault. We have never had this idea!" His daughter also came up to comfort her, and there was the timid little girl behind her.

She followed her mother to her grandmother's side, quietly holding her hand covered with calluses and wrinkled like tree bark. Then, she imitated his mother and uncle and quietly comforted her grandmother.

"Grandma, don't cry, we will be fine, we will be fine."

Children's simplicity makes them know nothing about the cruelty of this world, but it is precisely because of the children's simplicity that the three adults are particularly worried. Who doesn't want their children to live in a better environment, and who wants to take their children step by step into hell?

Pain, self-blame, sadness, bit their hearts like poisonous snakes, causing their hearts to be in extreme torture. Apart from resenting their incompetence, they can't even find any object to complain.

This is fate's mockery of the weak, and they have no other way except to choose to accept it strongly. And now, they are ready to face a painful future.

None of them knows what the future will be like. Don’t talk about what will happen after going back to Mexico, they can’t even guess what will happen in a few seconds. And just when the family was about to comfort each other and give them more confidence in the future, their door was knocked.

Wiping away the tears from his face, Francisco came to the door of his house and carefully opened the small window on the door.

Their place is not a good location. It is the famous Hell Kitchen. The most chaotic thing in New York is also the place where gangster activities are most rampant. Therefore, even if you open the door, you must be mentally prepared.

If there is a robber or a drug addict standing outside, opening the door at this time is to use your own life to gambling.

Francisco dared not bet or wanted to bet. Because behind him was his family, he looked out while holding the pistol inserted between his waist.

But unlike what he expected, the outside of the door was neither a villain nor an addict. Instead, an Asian man who seemed out of place.

There have always been many Asians in Hell's Kitchen, and some brave and ruthless Vietnamese are things that many people dare not provoke here. But this Asian is different. Francisco did not see the cruelty of those Vietnamese from his expression, but saw a kind of confidence that only belongs to successful people.

With the clothes on his body, his image became even more special. Although he didn't know much about this, just looking at the fabric of his clothes, the black gem buttons polished on them, and the platinum pins hanging on the tie, you know that this is a rich man who basically won't appear here. Because in Francesco's estimate, he may not be able to afford this set of clothes for several years.

Francisco is not afraid of rich people, but he doesn't want to get involved with rich people. Because the person who does his job is actually the most afraid of being missed by rich people.

So he said to the person outside the door without any politeness.

"Who are you, I don't know you."

"Hello, I'll look for Ms. Bertis Didiroya. If I'm right, you should be her family. Please rest assured, I have nothing. If possible, can I let me in and speak?"

Standing at the door was Zhou Yi. He faded his identity as the Knight of Dawn and came to the home of the old woman who slandered him, not for revenge, but for seeing why she did this. Now, he already knew why, so he decided to treat them in another way. A completely different way from Justin Hammer.

Hearing Zhou Yi's words, and looking at Zhou Yi didn't look like a bad person. Francisco hesitated for a moment, then opened the door of his home and said to him.

"Come in quickly, it's not peaceful here!"

"I know, does Hell Kitchen? It's natural that it won't be peaceful if you can call this name!" Zhou Yi wouldn't tell him that he had already cleaned up two or three blind guys when he came up.

Hearing Zhou Yi say this, as a member of the Hell Kitchen, Francisco snorted unhappily. However, he did not turn Zhou Yi out of it, but waited until he came in and closed the door of his home.

In this way, Zhou Yi met again with Mrs. Bertis Didiroya, who had met him twice. But this time, this lady didn't know who he was?

So she could only look at Zhou Yi in confusion and asked.

"Sir, we probably have never met before. Who are you looking for me?"
Chapter completed!