The Lost City of Alien Beasts

Chapter 654 Teacher Ge
In midsummer, the cicadas are chirping outside the window and the sun is dazzling.

In the living room, "Cat Chases Mouse" was playing on the square black-and-white TV. The vertical electric fan on the side shook its head. The warm wind blew across Cheng Zi's cheeks from time to time, and she was sweating. It was dry again, dry again, and the skin was sticky.

Five-year-old Chengzi, wearing a cool vest and shorts, with bare feet and bent knees, was lying on a cool wicker chair with a small wooden stick in his mouth. Five minutes ago, it was a complete mung bean popsicle. .

She was holding a black-and-white screen game console in both hands and was playing Tetris attentively.

Soon, the blocks were piled up in a mess all over the window, and they were about to reach the top.

Chengzi spit out the small wooden stick in his mouth with a "poof" and shouted loudly: "Dad! Daddy, come on, I'm going to die, come and save me..."

In the past, the father would immediately walk out of the study, grab his daughter's handheld device, turn the tide, bring him back to life, and then proudly rub his daughter's head and ask, "Dad, aren't you awesome?"

But this time, there was no movement in the study.

Orange couldn't wait any longer, pressed the pause button, quickly jumped off the wicker chair, and rushed into the study with bare feet.

The study room is not big, with a small bookshelf filled with professional books on architectural design.

In front of the window is a tall and thick design table, with neat design drawings spread on it, and various rulers and drawing tools placed on it. Dad is currently designing a library, and the design drawings are only half finished.

Dad is not in the study. It's strange. He was there just now, why is he suddenly missing?
Can Can suddenly panicked, and she shouted anxiously: "Dad! Dad, where are you?"

Suddenly, a figure appeared at the door.

The can's head turned to the side, and it was Dad. He was standing at the door wearing a white shirt, black trousers and sandals. His whole body was covered with wounds and blood. The lenses of his glasses were broken into spider webs, blocking the eyes behind him.

"Dad!" Can Can was surprised and frightened, "You, you're bleeding..."

"Orange." The man said with an expressionless face and a cold voice, "Dad is leaving."

"Where are you going?" Can.

"Dad is leaving." The man repeated and turned around.

"No! Don't leave! Dad, don't leave me..." Can Can threw away the game console, quickly chased after him, and grabbed his father's hand.

……

"do not go!"

Can Can yelled, woke up from his dream, and subconsciously grabbed something.

Can Can's breathing was rapid, and his blurred vision gradually came into focus. It was morning, Gao Yang was squatting beside the bed in the bright bedroom, Can Can held Gao Yang's hand tightly.

"what!"

The can was quickly released, and he was extremely embarrassed for a moment: "Team, Captain, why are you here?"

"Just when I wanted to wake you up, you suddenly shouted and grabbed me." Gao Yang was also a little embarrassed, so he joked and said, "Not bad, I'm quite alert."

"Heh, heh."

Can Can scratched her hair and sat up from the bed. She had just woken up and her face was swollen. She lowered her head and did not dare to look directly at Gao Yang: "Captain, do you have a mission?"

"Well, I have something to ask you." Gao Yang hesitated: "But..."

"It's okay, I'm not afraid of danger." Can Can said quickly, "Captain, leave it to me. I will definitely complete the mission successfully."

"I believe you." Gao Yang smiled and nodded: "You can definitely complete it."

……

Three o'clock in the afternoon, Dongyu District, Qiushan Community.

Another name for Qiu Shan is Licheng New Cemetery.

The community is separated by a road and a small river, and on the opposite side is a broad low hill with densely packed and neatly planned tombs.

Household owners in other communities can enjoy the bustling Licheng or the beautiful river view when they wake up every day and open the curtains. However, the head of the household in Qiushan Community sees a mountain of graves first when he wakes up every day, and it is hard to feel good. Where to go? Therefore, the housing prices in this community are hardly any better.The owners of the house who bought it all regretted it, and because it was difficult to resell it, they had no choice but to rent it out.

Over time, Qiu Shan Community became a low-cost rental community and a gathering place for low-income people.

Therefore, when a black business car worth millions parked at the gate of the community, it still attracted the attention of many people.

The door opened and a man stepped out.

He was dressed in a black suit, black hat, black gloves, black sunglasses and a white mask. He covered himself tightly and was full of mystery.

Zhong Hyuk followed him out of the car. He was 1.9 meters tall, with a model figure, wearing a large warm-colored sweater, khaki casual pants and white sneakers. He wore a peaked cap on his head, tilted his shoulders, put one hand in his pocket, and held a bag of gifts in the other hand.

The last person to get out of the car was a man in a blue suit.

He is in his 30s, about 1.7 meters tall, neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, neither ugly nor handsome. Although he is mediocre, his overall temperament is natural and harmonious.

He wore a pair of dark brown glasses, which gave people an inexplicably friendly and reliable feeling. He also held a wrapped gift in his hand.

His name is Hengmu, a member of Huanglian's group, gifted [Negotiation Expert], serial number 174, knowledge department.

After all, they were three awakened people gathered together, and they did not bear the mark of the lost ones. They did not dare to stay for a long time, so they quickly walked into a building in the community and entered the elevator.

As the elevator slowly rose, Huang Lian asked, "What did you bring as a meeting gift?"

Zhong Hyuk leaned his shoulders against the elevator wall and was narcissistically admiring his handsome face in the elevator mirror. He touched his chin with one hand and said in a casual tone: "A cigarette and a bottle of wine, you can't go wrong."

"I bought a book." Yokogi's voice was also featureless, but comfortable: "Since he is a writer, he should like it."

"Oh, you believe this too." Zhong Hyuk made a sarcastic remark: "A jobless vagrant in his thirties would probably say that he is a writer."

"Zhong He." Huang Lian was a little helpless: "We are here to recruit him into the gang, not to make enemies with him. Please stop talking for a while and leave it to Hengmu."

Zhong He smiled crookedly and made an OK gesture.

"Ding--"

18F arrived, and the three of them walked out of the elevator and came to 1801.

Huang Lian rang the doorbell and found that the doorbell was broken.

He knocked politely on the door, but there was no response.

Huang Lian was very patient and repeated it seven or eight times.

The door opened.

A middle-aged man stood behind the door. He was wearing a washed-out blue T-shirt and shorts. He had a beer belly, but his limbs were very slender.

His hair was greasy and messy like a chicken coop, his face was dull and haggard, and there were many marks from acne. His eye sockets were deep, but his eyeballs were very protruding. The whites of his eyes were so bloodshot that he felt like they were going to explode in the next second.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Gregor?" Huang Lian asked politely.

"Which organization are you from?" The man named Gregor was very impatient.

"I am Huang Lian, leader of Group 6 of the Baichuan Regiment."

"Didn't your people come here before?" Gregor became more and more unhappy, "Aren't you tired of doing this every day?"

"Hello, Teacher Ge." Hengmu said with a smile, "I heard that you are a well-known writer. I used to love writing novels, but unfortunately I didn't have any talent, so I gave up."

The expression on Gregor's face softened a little.

"If I guess correctly, the pen name 'Grego' should come from the male protagonist in Kakaka's "Changes"." Yokogi said, and hurriedly handed over the gift in his hand: "This is the latest version. "The Legend of Kakaka" is given to you as a meeting gift."

Gregor's face was still a little disgusted, but he took the gift from Hengmu and said, "Come in and talk, there's no need to change shoes."

(End of this chapter)