The seven emotions and six desires are all my nourishment

Until the little pigeon walked to a secluded place, John was about to follow it quickly, but a few people were one step faster than him!

As he passed by him, he pushed him, flashed the gun on his waist, and cursed viciously, "Get out! That lowly Oriental girl is mine!"

Then the man spat and followed him in.

John was so panicked that he didn't even bother to make the sign of the cross and ran over to save the little pigeon!

But as those people went in, muffled groans and screams were soon heard, and then it was quiet again.

John was so nervous that just as he reached the corner of the alley, he saw the little pigeon jumping out, carrying a bunch of things on its back.

Just as John was about to call her, a car passed between them and the little pigeon disappeared.

John frowned and wiped the sweat off his face, then glanced at the entrance of the alley. There was no one inside.

John breathed a sigh of relief, but was also worried.

He lost the pigeon and couldn't find it. He had no choice but to pray and follow the direction where the pigeon disappeared. "May God bless you, my child, Amen."

Soon, the figure of Little Pigeon came into view, carrying a bag and licking a lollipop. His oriental face was particularly conspicuous in the crowd.

John was so happy that he ran to chase the little pigeon, and apologized to the pedestrians he bumped into along the way, "Oh, sorry, sir, ma'am..."

John was sweating as he ran. Through the crowd, he saw the little pigeon again. Before he could be happy, the little pigeon was led up the stairs by the hand of a guy who looked very rich.

He ran over and looked up, it was the Hilton Hotel!

John's heart trembled! "Oh my God, she's still a child!"

He rushed in, but was escorted out by security a moment later. "I'm sorry, sir. No matter who you're looking for, no matter what your profession is, the hotel is booked today and you can't enter!"

John's face flushed red, and his legs kicked and struggled in the air. Not only did he look completely undignified, but he even stuttered out of anxiety. "No, you can't do this! God will punish you!"

John was picked up by the guards and thrown onto the road. He stood up and rushed in repeatedly, then was thrown out again, until the guards impatiently pulled out their guns.

"Don't go too far, sir. Please leave immediately. The person you are looking for is not here!" Click, click, the sound of bullets being loaded was heard.

John was now covered in dirt and panting, tears streaming down his face because he was worried about the little dove. "Did the little dove come here across the ocean to die? No, God!"

John, filled with courage, made the sign of the cross and grabbed the gun. "You can kill me, but you can't kill God's will!"

The guard was startled by the priest's firm gaze and subconsciously put away his gun.

"Daddy, what are you doing?" The little pigeon's crisp voice came from the lower right of John.

John swung the gun barrel away and looked at the little pigeon, which was intact!

But she had two big bags in her hands.

John squatted down and hugged the girl. "Oh my God, are you okay? Can we go home?"

"Okay, Daddy, don't cry. Is he bullying you? I'll help you beat him!" The little pigeon dropped two big bags, making two heavy thuds. She clenched her fists and was about to hit the guard.

John quickly picked her up and said hurriedly, "No, no, no, child, we should go!"

They have guns!

He took two steps and then stepped back. Under the guard's contemptuous gaze, he bent down to pick up the bag, but he failed and almost fell down.

The little pigeon sighed and slid down from his arms, "Daddy, let me do it, you're in such poor health!"

Xiaoge picked up the two bags easily as if nothing had happened, "Hurry up and follow Daddy, I'm hungry~"

The guard snorted disdainfully, John “…”

……

After the two returned, Xiao Gezi opened the bag in front of him. Inside was half a bag of guns and a half a bag of gold bars.

John was speechless, not knowing what to ask for a moment, and felt only infinite sadness in his heart.

The little pigeon approached John, stretched out its little hands to hug him, and said softly, "Daddy, don't be sad. With my black hair and skin color, I am destined to always suffer these injustices."

"Since these things are bound to happen, there's nothing wrong with me resisting. I'm not suffering any loss anyway, so don't worry."

"This money can be used to help those in need. That's great. It can atone for their evil deeds. After all, saving lives is about the right method, right?"

John's eyes and nose felt sore. He picked up the little pigeon and held it in his arms, rocking it again and again. He stroked the little pigeon's head and kissed the top of it. "Don't take the initiative to be bait in the future, okay? Daddy will worry and get scared."

The little pigeon nestled in his arms and agreed obediently, "Well, then you have to accompany me wherever I go from now on."

"Okay, I promise you!" John assured firmly.

"Hehe, Daddy, let's go to Chinatown tomorrow. The herbal books you want to read should be available there. But I can't read, so you have to study hard~" The little pigeon pulled his beard again and teased him.

John was both angry and amused, his emotions being controlled by her and feeling helpless. "What a naughty child! You have to study with me!"

"Ah! I don't want it!" The little pigeon pouted.

"The war will end sooner or later. If you don't learn, when you go back... you won't be able to speak." John stroked her hair, his tone gentle and loving, with a hint of reluctance and expectation.