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"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

A knock on the door sounded, and Madame Samantha, who was a little drowsy, was awakened by the knock on the door.

A hint of confusion flashed in her eyes, but after a moment she woke up. She said and waited, and then prepared to get up and open the door. But just as Madame Samantha was about to get up, Nagini Tang kept Madame Samantha's arm. He shook his head, and his tender face was determined: "No!"

Madam Samantha was stunned, but she didn't think much about it, but touched Naginitang's head: "Dear, I'm just going to open the door."

A hint of hesitation flashed in Naginitang's eyes, and he thought for a while: "I don't care, you have to bring me with you."

Madame Samantha is a very important person in his life. Since he has memories, Madame Samantha has always been his relative.

The man outside the door was very dangerous. He couldn't let Madame Samantha meet the other person alone. If the other person was a thug, what would the other person pose a threat to Madame Samantha's life?

Naginetta allowed Madame Samantha to hold his little hand, and his eyes were flashing with a cold light that was almost like a venomous snake, and the poisonous glands began to secrete deadly venom.

He promised that if the other party really has any bad ideas, even if he tried to expose the risks, he would have to pay the price.

"Crunch"

The door opened, and there was a man who looked like a wall standing outside the door. Judging from his face, the other party was not old, but his figure was extremely burly, giving people the feeling of a sumo wrestler. But the difference is that the sumo wrestler is full of fat on his body, while the man is full of muscles.

A hint of doubt flashed in Madam Samantha's eyes, and she looked at the man who was as tall as a wall in front of her: "Are you?"

The man had a slightly shy smile on his face, and he scratched his head embarrassedly: "Madame Samantha, it's me, Wilson Fisk. You forgot that the boy you used to serve me with a big bowl of rice?"

Madam Samantha looked a little dazed. She seemed to be recalling something, but after a moment, a bright smile appeared on her face: "I remember, you are Wilson, yes, you are Wilson, hurry up and come in. I didn't expect you to be so old now, but you are still as strong as when I was a child. I remember it was Marlene and Bill who took you away at that time. How are they now?"

Wilson's face suddenly dimmed. He shook his head and said in a slightly indifferent way: "Madame Samantha, they died, died in a car accident."

With a stunned look, Madame Samantha patted Wilson's sturdy shoulder and comforted:

"Sorry, my son, I don't know what happened. If you don't dislike me, I still have half a bottle of cheap red wine here. By the way, this is Nagini Tang, he is your younger brother."

Wilson was stunned. He looked down at Naginitang, and a strange look flashed in his eyes: "Brother?"

Madame Samantha ignored the weirdness that flashed through Wilson's eyes, and she enthusiastically led Wilson in.

Monotonous, but very cozy cottage.

Madame Samantha poured Wilson a cheap glass of red wine, and she touched Nagini Tang's soft hair, a hint of pride flashed in her eyes:

"That's right, in the fifth year of your departure, I met Nagini, who was still a little baby. He was as smart and sensible as you, but unfortunately he was not as strong as you. I baked cookies this afternoon, but I just didn't know if it was up to your appetite."

The fifth year of leaving? Little baby Nagini? He is as smart as you?

This man, who was stronger than the brown bear before hibernation, had an extremely happy smile on his face at this moment. He couldn't help but flatter: "Don't worry, Madame Samantha, your cookies will always be my favorite food."

"You still speak as much as before."

Madam Samantha smiled and she lowered her head and patted Naginetta's back of her hand: "Don't be afraid, kid, Wilson is just stronger, but he is a good kid."

As he said that, Madam Samantha handed over a plate of small cookies, and in addition to the cheap red wine:

"Do you want to watch TV? I remember you didn't have TV at that time, and you were clamoring to go to other people's houses to watch TV every day. I had to go to your neighbor's house to find you every day."

Wilson was stunned. The strong man had a blush on his face at this moment. He couldn't help but shouted in embarrassment: "Madam Samantha, don't say it anymore, I feel so ashamed."

Madam Samantha smiled, with a little smug look on her face: "Okay, I won't say it anymore. It's so late, should I live here tonight?"

She is very happy today. She has been opening an angel orphanage for decades, and there are many people who have come to see her, but Wilson and Naginetton are definitely the ones who have left her deep memories among the children she has raised over the years.

Naginyton's arrival every Friday night gives Madame Samantha the motivation to survive.

Wilson's appearance is the best gift at the end of her life.

Tonight, she was so happy.

Faced with Madame Samantha’s invitation, Wilson’s eyes flashed with hesitation: “Is it OK?”

Samantha didn't know what Wilson was thinking, but she knew one thing: "Of course, this is your home! But you have to make your own bed, and there are shelves on the upper floor, you can splice it yourself."

After a few words of conversation, the atmosphere of the Angel Orphanage became warm and harmonious again.

The only thing that made Madame Samantha feel a little dissatisfied was that Naginetton was too shy today.

Wilson didn't care about this. He knew how powerful his physique was to normal children.

As for Naginiton?

He felt very uncomfortable now, and the aura emitted by Wilson made him creepy.

This comes from the keen intuition of the basilisk. He can feel the terrifying aura emitted by Wilson. This feeling is like a tiger standing beside a little lamb.

Although the tiger is not interested in the little lamb, the momentum exudes on the tiger makes the little lamb uneasy.

Nagini was very confused. Wilson was obviously not an ordinary person. If he gave himself some time to grow up, he would not be afraid of Will Xin, but he is now just a young snake.

Although he hadn't tried it, Nagini Tang had a strong feeling that even if he injected all the venom into the other party's body, the other party would not die. His venom was okay to deal with ordinary people, but he was still too weak to deal with the monster in front of him in childhood.

Fortunately, judging from the current situation, there is no conflict of interests between the two sides.

Otherwise, when facing monsters of this level, I really don’t know what to do.

Late at night, at about nine o'clock, seeing Naginhaun drowsy, Wilson patted Madame Samantha on the shoulder, and a seriousness flashed in his eyes: "Madame Samantha, there is something I want to tell you."

Madame Samantha woke up from half-drowning, and she looked at Wilson with a little confused: "Tell me, kid, what's the matter, as long as I can do it."

She was very sleepy, a 75-year-old lady, staying up late to watch TV is not a good habit, and she had drunk a large glass of red wine before.

Staring at Madame Samantha in front of her, a thought flashed through Wilson's eyes.

He remembered that it was more than ten years ago. Although Madame Samantha had already grown white hair, she was beautiful and kind, and exuded the graceful temperament of a noble lady.

More than ten years later, Madam Samantha had no black hair, had a lot of around her face, and was no longer healthy.

He knew why, aging is part of the reason, but there are more important problems, and this time he came to Los Angeles to solve this problem:

"Mrs. Samantha, when my parents left, I left me a considerable legacy. I came here mainly because I heard that you were sick."

Madam Samantha was stunned, then she frowned and a seriousness flashed in her eyes:

"I'm not sick."

Wilson shook his head and persuaded him: "Madame Samantha, I know a good doctor. He said he can treat it. You don't have to worry about money, I will handle it."

A sharp look flashed in Madam Samantha's eyes. She turned her head and looked at the big guy in front of her who could put two or three of hers in it, and shouted with a serious expression: "Wilson, I'll say it again, I'm not sick! I'm fine!"

Wilson opened his mouth, and a struggle flashed in his eyes: "Madame Samantha, listen to me..."

But Mrs. Samantha didn't give Wilson a chance to explain: "Enough, don't say it anymore, Wilson, if you just come to visit me, I'm very welcome, this is always your home. But if it's something else, you're not welcome."

"So are you here to spend a pleasant night with me, the old lady, or leave now, depending on your choice."

Wilson opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but finally sighed.
Chapter completed!