I'm building Gundams in America

"Hey, you can't just barge in and disturb Mr. Saint..." Old Will shouted at Jose as he lifted the tent flap.

Just now, Jose, covered in blood, stumbled over here and broke into Wayne's tent before Old Will and the others could react.

This infuriated old Will, who immediately wanted to drag the other person out.

Before he could finish speaking, Wayne raised his hand to stop him.

"Let him speak." Wayne looked at Jose calmly, his eyes as still as water, devoid of joy or sorrow.

The other person's leg, which had begun to heal, had clearly broken off again, and it seemed to be more seriously injured.

The cut surface had swelled up to a dark purple color.

He had more wounds on his body at this time, his nose was obviously broken, and it seemed that several ribs were broken as well. He kept covering his ribs with his hands and panting heavily.

The girl beside him looked somewhat like José, and her body was covered in bruises.

Although it was winter, the girl was dressed very lightly, even revealingly.

Blood was trickling down between her legs, but her eyes were numb, as if she could no longer feel the pain.

Jose, with tears streaming down his face and his whole body trembling, said:

"Sir, please help me again... help me exorcise the evil spirit... heal my broken leg... just enough so I can walk... Isabella and I are preparing to leave Seattle immediately... we are going back..."

In the end, a look of despair and confusion appeared in his eyes, as if he didn't know where to go back.

Go back to Mexico?

But that was the place they had gone through so much trouble to escape from.

But they can no longer stay in their "home" in Seattle. Where else can they go?

Perhaps the only option is to remain on the road as a fugitive.

After a moment of confusion, José quickly continued:

"I'm sorry, sir... I know my request was too presumptuous... I should leave now... I shouldn't cause you any trouble..."

As he spoke, he struggled to his feet with the help of the girl beside him, preparing to leave.

Wayne said calmly:

"Sit down, my child. I promised you that you could come for treatment."

If Jose tries to morally blackmail him, or if there's clearly some problem and he wants to shift the blame, Wayne won't agree to treat him.

Good intentions do not equate to foolishness.

In America, mere kindness only invites destruction.

To establish a heavenly kingdom on earth, one must first have a heart of steel.

Now that José wants to leave on his own initiative, it actually shows that the other party has no ulterior motives.

It's just a conditioned reflex to survive in despair.

The people of the Kingdom of Heaven shed blood; those who do righteous deeds in the Kingdom of Heaven will increase their prestige.

Upon hearing Wayne's words, Jose trembled and quickly turned to Wayne, saying:

"Sir, I only beg you to exorcise the evil spirits from me, so that I can barely walk... I can't linger here any longer, they're looking for me..."

"You are a true saint... If my actions have caused you trouble, even hell could not atone for my sins..."

Wayne's expression was gentle, and he spoke in an unquestionable voice:

"José, my child, sit down. You have received my promise."

With the girl beside him supporting him, José sat down shakily, his anxiety and humility barely concealed. He pleaded again:

"Please just let me walk, and I'll leave immediately..."

Wayne reached out and pressed his hand on Jose's broken leg wound, then exerted force to straighten the broken bone again.

This time, José didn't even let out a scream.

It's as if they've become numb to the pain.

Wayne instantly activated the [Basic Witch Doctor] skill.

An energy from the witch doctor enveloped Jose's wound, instantly easing the grimace on his face caused by excruciating pain.

While performing the treatment, Wayne asked in a gentle voice:

"If I'm not mistaken, this is your daughter, Isabella, right? Where are you going after you leave? Will you be able to escape the gang's pursuit?"

Wayne's voice was calm, but to Jose it was like a thunderbolt, making him tremble and exclaim in shock:

"You...you knew all along?"

Wayne said calmly:

"Last time, I set your leg bone, but now it's been broken again... Also, don't tell me that you and Isabella got your injuries from falls."

"Now, José, my son, tell me what happened."

Hearing Wayne's calm words, Jose could no longer hold back. Tears welled up in his eyes, his eyes filled with anger, resentment, fear, and vulnerability. He said in a trembling voice:

"You exorcised the evil spirit from me and healed my leg. I originally thought that as long as I worked hard to pay off my debts, Mr. Noang would let me go... I went to beg him to give me some more time. I will definitely work hard to pay off my debts for him..."

"Mr. Noon was a little unhappy when he found out my leg was better. He said he had made a bet that I definitely wouldn't last a week, and if my leg was better, he would lose..."

"He said it wasn't fair, that I cheated, so he... he broke my leg again..."

"When Isabella found out about this, she went to Mr. Noon to plead for mercy. Those beasts... they raped her and locked us both up..."

At this point, José clenched his teeth, his whole body trembling with anger and grief, and he gripped his daughter's hand tightly, crying as he spoke:

"Isabella, Isabella, my daughter... my little angel..."

Isabella, standing to the side, seemed completely unmoved, and said woodenly to Wayne:

"Sir, they've locked my father and me in a prefabricated house. This afternoon, I overheard them saying that my father is useless now and they can only get rid of him for some money. They also said that without my father, they can control me better..."

So they found an opportunity when the guards were lax and ran away for their lives.

They just wanted to leave Seattle immediately and find a place where they wouldn't be discovered.

However, Jose's legs were too weak to travel far, so in desperation, he thought of the saint on the street.

All he wanted was to be able to walk.

All I wanted was to escape as soon as possible.

At this moment, Jose felt that his broken leg had healed a lot, at least he could stand and walk, and he immediately struggled to get up and said to Wayne:

"Thank you, Saint, may Bondiye bless you. I... I'm much better now, I should go... otherwise those people might find you here..."

Wayne raised his hand to hold him down, looked at Isabella who was covered in bruises, and sighed, saying:

"José, José, my child... little Isabella also needs treatment. Stay. Do you remember what I said when you last came?"

Jose was stunned, somewhat unable to believe his ears, and said in a trembling voice:

"You said...you said I could continue to come and receive your blessings for the next few days...until...until..."

Wayne said in a deep voice:

"Until you are fully recovered. No one can take you away until you are fully recovered."

[You have started the side quest: José's Prayer. The people of Heaven are weeping. Protect José and his daughter before them to gain reputation and rewards.]

Jose was taken aback at first, then shook his head violently, struggled to his feet, and said:

"No, sir, no... You don't know how powerful they are. They are devils who have no reverence for Bondiye... I can't let you get involved... They..."

As they were talking, a burst of shouting suddenly came from outside the tent.

"This is Saint's territory, get out!"

"What saint? Hahaha, what? In this sinful land, are there still people who do righteous deeds? No one dares to speak to MS-13 like that!"

"Damn it, this whole street belongs to the Saints, bro. Do you want me to poke a few holes in your damn ass?"

"Jose, I know you're in there, and Isabella too. Come out, my little darling. Did you and your idiot father think a bunch of homeless people could shelter you? The Saints Gang? I thought I'd stumbled into a fucking Disneyland!"

"If you want to offend me, you'll have to step over my dead body first!"

"Mr. Wayne! I think we should talk...regardless of whether Jose comes or not."

That last sentence was spoken by Steve, the black doctor.