Chapter 1345: Chapter 1345

"Made such a stir? Don’t we need to move? The men in black might come." Tang Zheng wasn’t keen on getting caught before collecting the organs.

"Of course, let’s hide in another house of mine," the female doctor took ten minutes to simply test the survivors’ blood—excluding Tang Zheng and Mu Nianqi—and inject them with a blue potion.

Yu Liben, seriously wounded by Tang Zheng, was also dragged back by Lin Fachan and treated by Gu Xueqi. If three more newbies died, it would exceed the limit.

"Mu Nianqi, you stay behind and hold the fort, Brother Lin, Qin Yan, Xin Lan, Bai Guo, you come with me," instructed Tang Zheng as he prepared for a swift battle.

"I want to go too," Lu Fan held Tang Zheng’s wrist, shook her head coquettishly, and threatened, "If you don’t let me go, I’ll die for you to see."

"Take Xueqi, I don’t need treatment for now," Mu Nianqi was responsible and courageous, facing any big situation without an accelerated heartbeat.

"No need," after receiving the note full of text from the female doctor, Tang Zheng led the team and left.

Lin Weiguo drove the Hummer, shuttling through the unfamiliar city, nobody spoke, making the atmosphere tense and slightly anxious.

Lu Fan’s face pressed against the car window, watching pedestrians on the street, she felt that under each human skin could be hiding an alien species. This idea made the timid Bai Guo shiver.

"First, let’s find the Tomb Grass Star people, those guys are low in attack power and not dangerous." Qin Yan shook the note in her hand, "Can we trust this?"

"It should be fine." Time was tight, otherwise Tang Zheng would have definitely gone to gather information himself.

The female doctor’s job allowed her to come into contact with many alien species and record their home addresses, making it convenient for Tang Zheng’s squad, and they reached a residential building in half an hour.

"Xin Lan and Fanfan, wait in the car." Tang Zheng opened the door, feigning nonchalance, donned a pair of sunglasses, and entered the building.

"Hey, wait, who are you?" the doorman, looking up from his newspaper curled his finger, knocking on the table, "I’ve never seen you before."

"We have friends living here." The Old Soldier’s lie was full of holes, clearly unconvincing.

"Come here and register. What’s their name? Which floor do they live on? I’ll call them!" The doorman, cautious of the group, picked up the phone.

"His name is Tomb Grass!" The Old Soldier approached the doorman, his hand didn’t reach for the pen but delivered a karate chop to his neck instead.

The Old Soldier caught the fainting doorman and dragged him into a nearby corridor, randomly picked a room, and stuffed him inside.

Taking the elevator to the eighth floor, the group hadn’t even gotten to room 802 when they heard deafening music and a man standing in front, furiously cursing.

Bang, the door opened, a few youths holding baseball bats and bottles came out, surrounding him.

The man hesitated, then decided not to engage with these drunk fellows, as getting beaten up would be a loss, so he left.

The youths waited for him to return to his room and were about to close the door when a hand stopped it.

"What’s this about?" the tall leader asked, puzzled, "You have friends of Chinese descent?"

"Want to join the party?" another didn’t care much, focusing on Bai Guo’s ample D cup, clearly wanting to grab it.

Tang Zheng and Lin Weiguo pushed through the crowd and got inside, the last in line, Bai Guo, closing the door behind.

The rock music grew louder, the room was smoky, with around a dozen young men and women dancing and shouting.

Two men were hunched over a table, snorting a small mound of white powder, and several couples were embracing each other, unashamedly touching and kissing.

Bai Guo quietly poked Qin Yan’s back; she really wasn’t used to this kind of atmosphere.

The Old Soldier gritted his teeth from the noise, glanced at the speaker’s wires, and threw a punch, cracks formed on the wall, and he reached in, yanking out the wires, the broken ends sparking, glaringly bright.

The men and women all looked over, and several hot-tempered youths picked up nearby debris, confronting them.

"Who is the Tomb Grass Star? Step forward!" Tang Zheng’s gaze swept over each stranger.

Apart from a large boy in a black tank top who looked somewhat panicked, everyone else appeared bewildered.

"Are you the owner here?" Qin Yan asked again and dashed forward, grabbed his wrist, and twisted it behind his back.

"Let him go!" The youths got agitated.

"Shut up, we are detectives from the Alien Species Committee. This guy is an alien smuggler needing to be examined," Tang Zheng grabbed the man’s hair, yanked his head forcefully, and the human skin peeled away, revealing a green spherical head with six pairs of eyes.

The youths covered their mouths in shock.

"Take him away!" Tang Zheng put the human skin back on and clapped his hands, "Alright folks, I hope you can keep this a secret, and also, look here."

These people subconsciously turned their gaze, and Tang Zheng pressed the Memory Eraser, taking advantage of their three-second stupor to leave the room.

"I’m not a smuggler, I have a legal identity." The alien reeking of alcohol struggled desperately, and seeing that persuasion was futile, suddenly opened its wide mouth, biting at Qin Yan.

Qin Yan delivered a knee strike, making the alien double over clutching its stomach.

"Let me handle the dirty work!" Once on the street, Lin Weiguo grabbed the alien by the collar and dragged it into a dark alley.

"What are you going to do?" Before the alien could finish, a dagger was thrust into its face, gouging out an eyeball.

The scream of the alien was cut short as the Old Soldier knocked it back, then tossed the unconscious Corpse into a dumpster.

"Let’s go!" Tang Zheng took the refrigerated box, checked it, and found six eyeballs, two more than the female doctor had requested—evidently, the Old Soldier made extra provisions just in case.

Ten minutes later, Tang Zheng stood in front of a door, ringing the doorbell.

"Who are you looking for?" a middle-aged woman with a rough voice answered.

"Is Ellis here? We are her friends!" Tang Zheng smiled, his fluent American English dispelling the woman’s doubts, though she clearly had some racial bias, "I don’t know, never come looking for my daughter again."

The door was shut, almost smashing Tang Zheng’s nose.

"Man, if she knew her daughter was an alien, I wonder what her expression would be?" Lu Fan sneered disdainfully, according to the doctor’s intel, the alien had assumed Ellis’s identity, securing legal residency.

Of course, this was a win-win, since Ellis had died in an accident, otherwise, the government would have to compensate her mother a significant sum.

"Bai Guo, go steal this woman’s mobile phone, we need to see Ellis’s contact information!" Tang Zheng brought the naturally stupid, invisibility-capable Bai Guo specifically for unexpected situations .

Bai Guo worked efficiently, the Old Soldier had just finished a cigarette when she returned.

"Hi, this is wealthy Sean, today is my twentieth birthday, so I’ve decided to randomly dial a hundred numbers, giving each person ten thousand US dollars, just tell me your address, and I’ll have my secretary deliver it!" Tang Zheng tried to sound as magnetic and approachable as possible.

"Pfft, sounds like a swindler." Lu Fan laughed, "What if they don’t believe it?"

"Then we’ll have to ask the woman in the house." Lin Weiguo found the Memory Eraser extremely useful, no need to worry about the abduction target making a police report.

"She will definitely believe it." Tang Zheng hung up the phone, "Seeing the woman’s clothing and the furniture decor inside the house just now, it’s clear they aren’t wealthy. Ten thousand dollars is quite the temptation; Ellis will be skeptical, but I said the secretary would personally deliver it, she wouldn’t even need to move."

"This lowers the chance of you being viewed as a swindler. If she’s a bit greedy, she will give an address. If cautious, she might choose a crowded place to meet." Lu Fan analyzed, blinking her distinctively clear eyes, "Anyway, she won’t lose anything; she might even meet a handsome tycoon, since every girl dreams of a prince charming."

"Exactly right." Tang Zheng headed toward the cars, he actually had many other ways to find Ellis, but none were needed now.

Ellis had picked a bar as the meeting place. When Tang Zheng arrived, she was wildly dancing on the dance floor with two girlfriends, sweating profusely.

"Light chestnut hair, red hot pants, a love tattoo on her shoulder!" Following the description of Ellis, Tang Zheng found her.

"Are you that tycoon’s secretary?" Ellis eyed Tang Zheng curiously.

"Can we talk outside? It’s too hot in here." Tang Zheng tugged at his collar to cover his Protective Clothing, out of place in his suit, but it highlighted his trim figure.

Tang Zheng was handsome, his chiseled facial features and demeanor significantly boosted Ellis’s impression of him, her caution weakened again, but she still invited her two friends along.

"What would you like to drink? My treat!" Tang Zheng was all charm if not for the crowd, he would have snatched her then and there, "By the way, I’m not the secretary."

"Then you are the wealthy man?" Ellis covertly compared Tang Zheng to the prince from her dreams.

Tang Zheng didn’t respond, took a sip of whiskey, and pulled out a stack of US dollars, placing it in front of Ellis.

"Uncle really can’t flirt, such a lame attempt." Lu Fan held her forehead, unable to watch any further, "Good thing, he can use US dollars."

Watching Ellis wave goodbye to her friends and leave the bar with Tang Zheng, Qin Yan and others quickly followed.

"Where to now?" Ellis boldly wrapped her arm around Tang Zheng’s.

"Home!" Tang Zheng shuddered thinking about the gender-unknown alien species hidden inside this body.

As soon as they got into Tang Zheng’s car, Ellis couldn’t hold back anymore, hurling herself on top of him, kissing his lips, her hand reaching toward his lower body.

"Want to do it in the car?" Ellis winked at Tang Zheng, tempting him.

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