Alain Glamorgan was kneeling in front of the cross, praying.
The small church he was in was just a very ordinary one in California. In a country with high welfare, joining a church could not only receive the minimum security of the country, but also receive relief from the church. He spent many years in the Relief Society, giving milk and relief to the poor and children, and helping the parishioners on the streets.
Alain himself was not a priest, just an ordinary staff member of the Relief Society, but he was also known for his piety.
Countless people in the community had been helped by him. Some people had become rich and wanted to give back to him, but he rejected them all.
Some people said that they could help him to work in the city center and even arrange everything for him, but in the end, he still smiled and declined, willing to stay in this small church in the remote suburbs as an ordinary relief worker.
Everyone felt sorry for his choice, thinking that a kind person like him could live a good life, but he chose to stay in such a small place. They thought that he was too pious, just like the saints in ancient times, who had long cut off their desires for external things in their hearts, leaving only a pious heart to accompany the Lord.
Alain's life was very boring for a normal person. He did not step into the city, did not use social media, did not accept any technological products, and had almost no entertainment.
It was as if there was an invisible wall around him, sealing him in a narrow world. Strangely, he was willing to endure it.
When he finished praying and stood up, there was a slight movement outside the door. Alain smiled and said to the person outside the door, "Nedre, it's so late. Why aren't you sleeping?"
The door opened, and an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl walked in, wearing only a sexy nightgown. Although she was still young, her body was hot, and she had the capital to be proud of.
Nedre put her hands behind her back and said angrily, "You're so boring here! I can't sleep at all! "
"Tell me, what's wrong with you? You and uncle left home for so many years, and it was not easy to find you, but you're hiding in such a small place? "
"I've been here for a day, and you didn't ask for leave to go to Los Angeles with me. You've been doing boring things all day!"
Alain smiled and said, "This is a very important job, and also a mission."
Nedre snorted. "Are you crazy? You're just like your uncle now, like an old man past his prime! "
Alain just smiled and poured a glass of water for Nedre.
Nedre yawned and refused, "I want to drink coffee."
"I don't have any coffee here …"
Nedre stared at Alain carefully and said in disbelief, "I can't believe that you've become like this. Do you know how many fun things there are in the world? How much delicious food is there? My God, faith really kills people. "
"Tell me, what happened to you in the past seven years? Where did Uncle take you seven years ago? "
Alain just smiled but didn't say anything.
Nedre scratched her head and said, "Oh my god! You're really crazy. You're smiling like this again. You're like this, uncle is like this, and even grandfather was like this back then! "
Alain touched Nedre's dyed red hair and said with a smile, "Go home, Nedre."
Nedre pushed away Alain's hand and angrily walked out of the door, leaving behind a sentence.
"You can continue to be an ascetic! Be like this for a lifetime! "
Seeing Nedre leave, Alain murmured calmly, "It won't be for a lifetime, there are still sixteen years."
At this moment, Nedre's scream suddenly came from outside the church.
Alain's eyes focused and quickly rushed out.
She saw a large group of people barging into the church. Nedre was pushed to the ground and was angrily rubbing her knees.
"Are you all blind?" Nedre didn't care how strong this group of people looked, she jumped up and pointed at their noses and scolded.
Unexpectedly, a bald strong man smiled cruelly and directly reached out to grab Nedre.
A figure quickly rushed in front of Nedre and blocked the strong man. It was Alain.
Alain was grabbed by the strong man, but she still smiled and said, "This is a church. Under the eyes of the Lord, please don't be rough."
The strong man was stunned and suddenly said to the man beside him who seemed to be the boss, "Boss, this kid seems to be …"
The boss sized up Alain and asked, "You are Alain Glamorgan?"
Alain said, "That's me."
The boss was overjoyed and hurriedly shouted, "Jack, put him down!"
"Alain! We came here specifically to find you. My name is Paul Gates, the head of this generation of the Gates family. "
Bald Jack released his hand and Alain tidied up her clothes and said, "I understand …"
He immediately turned around and said, "Nedre, you go home first. I have something to do."
Nedre didn't give up and said, "Hmph! You hit me and I'll let it go? My silk stockings are very expensive! "
She exposed her knee, which was indeed scraped.
Paul took out his wallet and laughed, "Little girl, I'll compensate you. Here's a thousand dollars, enough for you to buy a lot of things. "
Nedre was stunned and then said disdainfully, "Do you think I'm a tramp? I don't want your money! I want this damn baldy to apologize to me! "
Bald Jack was furious and actually pulled out his gun and pointed it at Nedre. He growled, "Who are you calling a damn baldy?"
Alain immediately blocked the muzzle with a cold expression. Paul was anxious. If Alain died, the clues would be cut off! So he held down Jack's hand and said, "Stop! Jack, do you want to die? "
Jack put down the gun and didn't say anything for a long time.
Paul glared at him with a gloomy face and then laughed, "Alain, you know why I'm here. Don't waste time."
Alain glanced at Paul and the twenty men he brought. She knew that this group of people all had guns and were all ruthless people.
"Nedre! Go back! "
Nedre was frightened by the gun just now. She hurriedly ran out of the church and shouted, "Alain, be careful! I'll call the police to save you!"
Paul frowned and gave Jack a look. Jack walked out of the church and chased after her.
Alain said angrily, "You can't hurt Nedre unless you kill me first!"
Paul sneered, "I'm indeed the head of the Gates family. Now the Gates family needs to take back what belongs to us. You know what to do."
Alain said, "According to the agreement, I have to take you there. But other than the head of the family, there can't be anyone else."
Paul said impatiently, "Times have changed! You don't have the right to tell me what to do! "
"I can take as many people as I want. If you don't lead the way, I'll kill everyone in the House of Glamorgan!"
At this time, Jack had already brought Nedre back. Nedre's face was red and swollen. It seemed that Jack had slapped her a few times.
"Let me go! Let go of me! "Nidley struggled, but her strength was too weak and it was of no use.
Alain looked at Nedre helplessly and said, "Let her go. I'll take you there."
Paul sneered, "You should have done this earlier … Let's not delay any longer. Let's go now!"
"Jack! Let Miss Nedre go and take her home! "
With more than twenty gunmen present, Alain had no way to resist. She could only be taken away.
But when he saw Jack let go of Nedre, he was relieved and followed Paul into the car.
"Don't worry, I'm a man of my word!" Paul gave Jack a look before getting into the car.
Jack understood. After Paul's motorcade left, he said to Nedre, "Come with me!"
Nedre looked worriedly at Alain being taken away. She said angrily, "Bastard! Who wants to go with you? Go away! "
She kicked Jack's lower body. She thought that after she got rid of this big idiot, she would call the police to save Alain.
But she didn't expect that she couldn't kick him at all. His thick hand was like a pair of iron pliers, fiercely grabbing her ankle.
Jack pinched her long leg and looked at the scenery under her skirt. He laughed and said, "Is this the only trick a woman knows?"
"Let me go! Your boss has agreed to let me go! Do you dare to not listen? "Nedre's tears flowed out. Her hand pressed down on her skirt, but she couldn't break free from Jack.
"Haha, that's funny. You're also from the House of Glamorgan, right? The boss wants me to send you home … not your home … "
"You're our hostage now. Don't worry, we won't play you to death. Instead, we'll be very high."
Jack pressed Nedre to the ground, like a big black bear pouncing on a small cheetah.
"I haven't tried it in the church …"
"Whoosh! Pfft! "
Jack's movements paused. He lowered his head to look at the tip of the arrow sticking out of his chest. He wanted to turn around to see who had shot him from behind, but this arrow seemed to contain a unique power that shattered his heart. As a result, he couldn't even turn around and could only die unwillingly.
Nedre screamed. Jack's body fell down clumsily, and was about to fall on top of her.
Suddenly, a figure rushed over and kicked Jack's body. It kicked him away and smashed him into the church chair.
"Phew, I finally made it."
Only then did Nedre see the person who had saved her. She was stunned. A man wearing a hooded sweater and holding a bow and arrow looked at her.
Although the hooded sweater covered his head, from the angle on the ground, she could see his almost perfect face. If this face was placed on a woman, she would definitely be jealous, but she could naturally see that this was a handsome man.
"What's your name? Handsome. "
The person who had rushed over to save her was Lan Mu. He was stunned when he heard Nedre's words.
"Call me Mu …"
"The moon in the night sky?"
"No, no, no, it's Mu!"
Nedre looked at Lan Mu with stars in her eyes. Her brain seemed to have gone offline, and she actually ignored the dead person beside her.
"Excuse me, are you the House of Glamorgan's current generation's' wall-facing '?" Lan Mu forced himself to get used to the other person's gaze and quickly got to the point.
"Wall-facing? What's that? I am indeed from the House of Glamorgan. My name is Nedre Glamorgan. "
Lan Mu was stunned. Nedre?
"Then where's Alain? I'm here to save him! "
Nedre hurriedly recovered from her daze and said, "Alain was taken away by someone! There are twenty of them, and they all have guns! "
"Brother, you run really fast!" Fang Moqi had also rushed over. He had just rushed in when he heard this sentence.
"I'm late! Hurry up and drive, we'll chase after them first! "
Lan Mu shouted at Fang Moqi. He didn't know what role Nedre played, but he thought that now was not the time to ask so many questions. He should bring her along first.
Thus, he grabbed Nedre and rushed out of the church. Fang Moqi was already in the car waiting for him.
"Hurry up and point in the direction! Where did they go? "Lan Mu roared.
Nedre pointed straight ahead and said, "That way!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the car rushed out like an arrow leaving the bow, raising a cloud of dust.
This was a small town in the suburbs of Los Angeles. Until they drove out of the town and onto the wilderness road, they still didn't see Paul's motorcade.
It was in the wee hours of the morning. There was still an hour before dawn, and it was the darkest time.
Although there were street lights on the road, it was obvious that they were too far away from Paul's motorcade. They couldn't see them at all.
Lan Mu squinted his eyes and looked. Suddenly, he opened the window and climbed out.
"What are you doing?" Fang Moqi and Nedre didn't understand.
Lan Mu stood on the roof of the car, using his hands to stabilize himself. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's.
Finally, he saw a motorcade far away. Eight cars were driving in a row on the road. It was very conspicuous! It was definitely Paul's group.
"Found it! There are eight cars 500 meters ahead. They're all black Fords. "
Fang Moqi was stunned. He stared blankly for a long time before he reacted.
"What? Black? And Ford? It's so dark outside. How did you see it? "
"Of course I saw it with my eyes!"
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