People in the United States, the people of the motherland at the beginning

Chapter 125 Gwen
Sunset Boulevard.

Has been covered by artillery fire.

In the distance, it was surrounded by layers of police personnel, and the outermost police officers were all real New York police detectives.

They have no idea who the target of this big operation is.

Police Officer George from the East City Branch was also here, and beside him was a small but developing little girl named Gwen, who was carrying a schoolbag.

"Gwen go back early, Dad is very busy today, it's dangerous here!"

Holding up a movie ticket angrily, Gwen said reproachfully:
"Dad, you promised me that you would watch a movie with me, but you missed the appointment again!"

Gwen was carrying a heavy schoolbag at the entrance of the cinema and waited for George for more than an hour.

It wasn't until the end of the movie that Gwen hurried home silently.

But now the direction of the house is surrounded by a cordon, and it is impossible to pass through.

The sound of artillery fire from time to time made the surrounding people not only did not retreat away from the cordon area, but kept approaching.

Gwen also saw George who was maintaining order, and Gwen was also very angry when he saw his father.

She stepped forward angrily, put her waist down, and stared at her father.

"You are not as considerate as Peter. He will bring me food when I am not feeling well, and help me borrow hot water from my Chinese classmates!"

While maintaining order, George has to deal with his daughter.

He was also very irritable, but he didn't look impatient with his daughter.

George asked his colleagues to continue to maintain order and evacuate the crowd.

He himself dragged Gwen to the streetlight beside him.

"Tell dad who Peter is?"

"Students in our class!"

Gwen pursed her lips, supported her schoolbag with both hands, and kicked the stones on one side with her little feet dangling.

George looked at the unhappy Gwen, and found that the girl was wearing a pair of thin gray and white pantyhose and a pair of leather boots that were not warm.

A woolen sweater that has been washed and faded, and a cotton jacket bought last year was draped over it. Due to the growth of the head, the cotton jacket did not fit well.

The winter has not yet passed, and there is still frost on the ground.

George hugged Gwen and rubbed little Gwen's head with his free hand.

I found that my daughter's ears were red from the cold.

George was heartbroken, looked at his daughter Gwen with concern, and said gently:

"It's been a busy time, but after the busy time is over, Dad will have a chance to be promoted, and his salary will be much higher in the future. Our family can change to a bigger house, and you can also buy bigger Barbie toys in the future!"

George let out a sigh of relief and rubbed his palms.

Then he covered his daughter's ears with warm palms.

He just touched Gwen's small face with his hands, and the childish, slightly baby-fat face pouted.

Gwen looked up at her boss, pouted, and said, "I'm already this old, I'm not a kid anymore, Dad looks like he's teasing a kid!"

"My dear daughter, you will always be a child in Dad's eyes."

"But I will always marry in the future. I will have my own family, my own husband, and my own children."

Hearing this, George was struck by lightning.

He also realized this, his daughter was going to marry after all.

But now Gwen is still young, and it will be ten years before she gets married.

The corner of George's mouth twitched and said, "My dear daughter, those things are still early. If you let me know that there is a little hooligan approaching you with malicious intentions, I will find a chance to deal with him!"

"Humph!"

Gwen tilted her head back, shaking her head.

George showed a fatherly face, took off his scarf, and gently covered Gwen.

At the same time, he took off the warm gloves and put them on Gwen's little hands.

"Brother! You send Gwen to the police station to hide from the wind and snow, there are only a few of us here!"

Several policemen under his command said to George.

They also waved to the sweet and lovely Gwen.

Gwen smiled and waved, almost throwing off the oversized gloves in her hands.

George, a workaholic, was about to reject the proposals of several people, but he sighed when he saw the expectant daughter.

"Hey!"

"Come on, my little one!"

George put his arms behind Gwen's knees, put one hand on her back, and pulled her tightly against his chest with both hands.

Gwen dangled her legs happily, leaning against her father's arms.

Seeing the harmony between the eldest brother George and his daughter, all the policemen also looked at each other and smiled, and then continued to maintain law and order.

Within half a minute, Gwen in George's arms began to break free.

"Dad, let me down!!"

George didn't know why, so he let go of Gwen.

Gwen broke free from George and ran towards a thin boy who was oncoming.

The boy was not short, carrying a blue backpack, wearing a washed jacket, and a large turtleneck sweater inside. This sweater was obviously the surplus clothes of the elders in the family, and a pair of slightly cracked canvas shoes, stepping on the cold ground .

"Peter!"

Gwen waved excitedly.

Peter looked up, his brows stretched, and he ran towards Gwen excitedly.

Under George's gaze, the two embraced directly.

George was so angry that he almost had a heart attack, "What! What happened!"

George clutched his chest, and comforted himself: "They are all children, still young, and ignorant! I want to relax, don't be so sensitive!!"

It wasn't until Gwen took off the scarf and tied it up for the kid named Peter that George almost drew his gun in a hurry.

"Fack!" George cursed angrily.

But he is a father, and he must show calmness in front of his daughter's classmates.

"Is this your classmate?"

George stood in front of Gwen and said, "I'm Gwen's father, just call me Uncle George."

"Hello, Uncle George, my name is Peter Parker, and I'm Gwen's deskmate!"

The two shook hands friendly.

But when he heard the word "same table", George thought to himself: "Should we find a few people to scare this Peter, so that he won't have unreasonable thoughts about my daughter?"

But seeing the skinny Peter, I just felt that this little guy was also very pitiful, as if he could fall down when the wind blows.

George sighed: "In the future, you must protect Gwen, he is my little princess."

"Well, don't worry, Uncle George, he is also my little princess!"

"puff!"

George was anxious to give Peter a big mouth.

But still calm on the surface, he patted Peter on the shoulder with a smile, and asked him about his family situation in a pretentious manner.

At the same time, a truck came galloping from afar.

Constantly honking the horn, surrounding pedestrians and vehicles gave way one after another.

And the target direction of this car is the enclosed Sunset Boulevard area.

"Oops!"

The car passed by the three of George at a fast speed, and George couldn't believe what he saw.

He clearly saw a black and white husky sitting in the driver's seat of the car! !

The dog was wearing sunglasses, with a cigar in his mouth, with a rebellious expression on his face.

A burly man sat in the co-pilot, occupying almost half of the cab.

"what is that?"

Inside the cargo box, a cart full of yellow sand was being dragged, and the sand was constantly changing its shape, as if it had life.

(End of this chapter)