Non-human Gene Complex

　　 Alan Glamorgan is sitting on his knees and praying before the cross.

　　 The small church he is in is just a very common one in California. In a high-welfare country, joining a church can receive church relief in addition to the national minimum guarantee. He spent many years in the relief agency distributing milk and relief money to the poor and children, and helping the churchmen on the street.

　　 Alan is not a priest himself, but an ordinary staff member of the relief agency, but he is also notoriously pious.

　　 There are countless people in the community who have received his help. Some people have developed and wanted to give back to him, but he refused one by one.

　　 Some people said they could help him transfer to the city center to work, and even arranged everything for him, but in the end he smiled and declined, willingly staying in this remote suburban small church as an ordinary relief worker.

Everyone regretted his choice. They thought that a kind-hearted person like him could have a very good life, but he just wanted to stay in such a small place, only if he was too pious, just like the ancient saints in their hearts. The desire for foreign objects has long been given up, and only the pious heart of the long companion is left.

　　 Alan’s life is very boring for normal people. He does not set foot in the city, does not use social tools, does not accept any technological products, and hardly any entertainment.

　　 It is as if there is an invisible wall around him, blocking him in a small world, and it is strange that he is also willing.

　　 When he stood up after praying, there was a slight movement outside the door. Alan smiled and said to the door: "Nidalee, are you still asleep at this late?"

　　 The door opened, and an 18-year-old girl walked in, wearing only a **** nightdress. Although she was still very immature, she had a hot body and was already a proud capital.

　　 I saw Nidalee put her hands behind her, and said angrily: "You are so boring here! You can't sleep at all!"

　　 "What's the matter with you? You and your uncle have been away from home for so many years, and finally found you, hiding in such a small place?"

　　 "It's been a day since I came, and you didn't say to take a vacation to play with me in Los Angeles, it just depends on you doing boring things all day long!"

　　 Alan smiled and said, "This is a very important job and a mission."

　　 Nidalee snorted: "Are you crazy? You are exactly the same as your uncle now, like a late old man!"

　　 Alan just smiled and poured a glass of water for Nidalee.

　　 Nidalee yawned, but refused: "I want coffee."

　　 "I don't have coffee here..."

Nidalee stared at Alan carefully, and still said incredulously: "I can't believe you become like this. Do you know how much fun there is in the world? How many delicious ones? Oh my god, faith really hurts. dead."

　　 "You tell me, what happened to you these seven years? Where did uncle take you seven years ago?"

　　 Alan just smiled, but said nothing.

　　 Nidalee scratched his head and said, "Oh my god! You are crazy, with this kind of smile, you are like this, uncle is like this, so is my grandfather back then!"

　　 Alan touched Nidalee's dyed red hair and smiled: "Go home, Nidalee."

　　 Nidalee opened Alan's hand and walked out the door angrily, leaving a word.

　　 "You can continue to be your ascetic! Be the best for a lifetime!"

　　 Seeing Nidalee leave, Alan whispered calmly: "It won't be a lifetime, there will be sixteen years."

　　 Just then, Nidalee's scream suddenly sounded outside the church.

　　 Alan's eyes narrowed, and he rushed out quickly.

　　 I saw a large group of people breaking into the church. Nidalee was pushed to the ground, rubbing her knees angrily.

　　 "Are you all blind?" Nidalee didn't care how strong these people were, she jumped up and pointed to her nose and cursed.

　　 Unexpectedly, a brawny bald man smiled cruelly and directly reached out to grab Nidalee.

　　 I saw a figure quickly rushing to Nidalee to block, the strong man grabbed it, and it was Alan.

　　 Alan was grabbed by the strong man, but still smiled and said, "This is the church. Under the Lord's gaze, please don't be rough."

　　 The brawny man was taken aback, and suddenly said to the man who seemed to be the boss next to him: "Boss, this kid seems to be..."

　　 The boss looked at Alan and asked: "Are you Alan Glamorgan?"

　　 Alan said, "It's me."

　　 The boss was overjoyed and hurriedly shouted: "Jack, let him go!"

　　 "Alan! We are here specifically to find you. My name is Paul Gates. I am the head of this generation of the Gates family."

　　 Bald Jack let go, Alan tidied his clothes and said, "I understand..."

　　 He immediately turned around and said, "Nidalee, you go home first, I have something to do."

　　 Nidalee said nonchalantly: "Huh! Do you just hit me? My stockings are expensive!"

　　 She showed her knees, and it was indeed scratched there.

　　Paul took out his wallet and laughed: "Little girl, I will pay you. This is one thousand dollars, enough for you to buy a lot of things."

　　 Nidalee was taken aback, then dismissed: "Do you think I am a tramp? I don't want your money! I want this dead bald man to apologize to me!"

　　 Bald Jack was furious, he even pulled out his gun and pointed at Nidalee and shouted, "Who do you think is dead bald?"

　　 Alan immediately stood in front of the gun, her expression stern. Paul was anxious, if Alan died, the clue would be broken! So he held Jack's hand and said, "Stop! Jack, do you want to die?"

　　 Jack put down his gun, but Nono remained silent for a long time.

　　 Paul glared at him with a sullen face, and then smiled: "Alan, you know what I'm here for, so don't waste time."

　　 Alan glanced at Paul and the twenty men he had brought with him. He knew that all of them were armed with guns, and they were all ruthless characters.

　　 "Nidalee! Go back!"

　　 Nidalee had been frightened by the gun just now, and hurriedly ran out of the church, yelling: "Alan, be careful, I will let the police come to rescue you!"

　　 Paul frowned and winked at Jack, and Jack walked out of the church to catch up.

　　 Alan said angrily: "Nidley is absolutely not allowed to hurt, unless you kill me first!"

　　 Paul sneered: "I am indeed the owner of the Gates family. Now the Gates family needs to take back what belongs to us. You know what to do."

　　 Alan said: "According to the agreement, I must take you there, but there can be no one other than the owner of the house."

　　 Paul impatiently said: "Times have changed! You are not qualified to point fingers at me!"

　　 "I will take as many people as I want. If you don't lead the way well, I will kill all the members of the Glamorgan family!"

　　 Jack had already brought Nidalee back. Nidalee's face was red and swollen, and it seemed that Jack had slapped him a few times.

　　 "Let go of me! Let me go!" Nidalee struggled away, but her strength was too small to help.

　　 Alan glanced at Nidalee helplessly and said, "Let her go, I'll take you there."

　　 Paul sneered: "It's over if you don't do this early...it's not too late, let's go now!"

　　 "Jack! Let Miss Nidalee go and take her home!"

　　 More than twenty gunmen were present, Alan had no room for resistance at all, and could only be taken away by being held hostage.

　　 But seeing Jack bald let go of Nidalee, he breathed a sigh of relief and followed Paul into the car.

　　 "Don't worry, I'm the one who speaks!" Paul gave Jack a look before getting into the car.

　　Jack knew it all. After Paul's motorcade left, he said to Nidalee: "Follow me!"

　　 Nidalee watched Alan being taken away worriedly, and said angrily: "Asshole! Who is leaving with you! Get out of here!"

　　 She kicked Jack in the lower body, thinking of getting rid of this stupid man, so she called the police to save Alan.

　　 Unexpectedly, she didn't kick the opponent at all, and her thick hand squeezed her ankle like iron tongs.

　　 Jack pinched her long legs and looked at the scenery under the skirt, laughed loudly and said: "Do women only do this trick?"

　　 "Let go of me! Your boss promised to let me go! Don't you dare to listen?" Nidalee's tears flowed out, her hand pressed her skirt, but she couldn't get rid of Jack.

　　 "Haha, it's ridiculous, you are also a member of the Glamorgan family? The boss meant to let me take you home...not yours..."

　　 "You are our hostage now. Don't worry about playing you to death, but you will be very hilarious."

　　Jack pressed Nidalee to the ground as if a **** bear threw a little cheetah to the ground.

　　 "I haven't tried it in the church..."

　　 "咻! 噗!"

Jack's movements were stagnant, and he looked down at the arrow tip exposed in his heart, and wanted to look back to see who shot him from behind, but this arrow seemed to contain a unique power that shattered his heart, so that he even I couldn't make any movement back, so I could only die unwillingly.

　　 Nidalee screamed, and Jack's body smashed down awkwardly, just about to press on her.

　　 Suddenly a figure rushed forward, kicked Jack's body, kicked him hard, and smashed him on the church chair.

　　 "Huh, I finally caught up."

　　 Nidalee only saw the person who rescued her, and she was shocked. A man in a hooded sweater looked at her with a bow and arrow.

Although the hood covers his head, from the angle of the ground, he can see his almost perfect face. If this face is placed on a woman, it will definitely make her jealous, but she naturally sees that this is a beautiful face. man.

　　 "What's your name? Handsome guy."

　　 It was Lan Mu who rushed to save the people. He was stunned when he heard Nidalee's words.

　　 "Call me pastor..."

　　 "The moon in the night sky?"

　　 "No, no, it's pasture!"

　　 Nidalee stared at Lan Mu with his eyes staring, and his brain was off-line, ignoring the dead man on the side.

　　 "Excuse me, are you the contemporary ‘wall face’ of the Glamorgan family?" Lan Mu forced himself to get used to the other’s gaze and hurriedly entered the subject.

　　 "Wallfacer? What is that? I am indeed from the Glamorgan family, yes, my name is Nidalee Glamorgan."

　　 Lan Mu was taken aback, Nidalee?

　　 "What about Alan? I came to rescue him!"

　　 Nidalee hurriedly recovered from the pretty face of the elf, and said: "Alan was taken away! There are twenty, all with guns!"

　　 "Brother, you can run so fast!" Fang Moqi also rushed to ~www.readwn.com~ I heard this as soon as he rushed in.

　　 "It's late! Drive, let's chase first!"

　　 Lan Mu Chong Fang Moqi finished shouting, not knowing what role Nidalee played, thinking that there is no time to ask questions, so let's take it on the road first.

　　 So he grabbed Nidalee and rushed out of the church. Fang Moqi was already in the car and waiting for him.

　　 "Point out the direction! Where did you go?" Lan Mu shouted.

　　 Nidalee pointed to the front and said, "It's over there!"

　　 As soon as the voice fell, the car rushed out like an arrow from the string, raising a cloud of dust.

　　 This is a small town on the outskirts of Los Angeles, and I didn’t see Paul’s motorcade when I drove out of the town on the backcountry road.

　　 It is early morning, one hour before dawn, and it is the darkest time.

　　 Although there are street lights on the highway, it is clear that they are too far away from Paul's motorcade to be seen at all.

　　 Lan Mu squinted his eyes, suddenly opened the car window and climbed out.

　　 "What are you doing?" Fang Moqi and Nidalee didn't understand.

　　 Lan Mu stood on the roof of the car, holding himself with his hands, his eyes sharp as eagles.

　　I finally saw a convoy in the far distance, eight cars lined up on the highway, very conspicuous! It's definitely Paul and his party.

　　 "Found it! There are eight cars five hundred meters ahead, all black Fords."

　　 Fang Moqi was stunned. After watching for a long time, he reacted.

　　 "What? Black? Still Ford? It's so dark outside, what do you use to see?"

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