A Weak Passerby | BL, EDITED MTL

Chapter 113: Looks familiar

Chapter 113 Looks Familiar

Liu Qingzhi had a pretty good first impression of Raman Alvin.

At that time on the train, after Zhao Jiayan won the rotation match, the supervisor of the West City base specifically ordered his direct employees to tidy up the rooms for them. No matter what the other party's purpose was at that time, Liu Qingzhi was always the one who benefited and benefited.

Just for this reason, the other party will leave a more profound impression in Liu Qingzhi's mind than the other three supervisors.

Of course, this was also when I was originally on the NR train.

As some things happened later, Liu Qingzhi had some direct or indirect interactions with the other three.

Even with Qin Zheng, the North City Base Supervisor who was the least familiar to him before, Liu Qingzhi had some subtle involvement with him after he killed his arrogant nephew in a certain city.

While Liu Qingzhi's thoughts were wandering, Zhao Jiayan and Huo Lin looked at each other, adjusted their emotions calmly, stood up again and opened the door.

There were six people standing at the door, all of them were members of the Special Operations Team of the Ability Group.

The number is exactly the same as the number of visitors from the military advance team led by Yu Xiuyuan.

As a senior member of the West City Base's Super Power Group, Raman Alvin stood at the front, wearing a white super power uniform.

The style of this uniform is somewhere between combat uniform and military uniform.

He is not very good-looking, but Raman Alvin has a good figure. He is tall and straight, a natural clothes hanger. At first glance, he looks broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted. The slim-fitting long pants and knee-length boots perfectly outline his straight and slender legs.

The belt buckle on the uniform is dotted on the spotless fabric, and the metallic texture exudes a faint luster under the gradually sinking sunlight.

Seeing Zhao Jiayan opening the door for him, the corners of his lips curled up in an appropriate arc, and the pair of emerald eyes under the brim of his hat were like deep gems, revealing a very calm and calm light: "Hello, Zhao Yan, a fourth-level fire ability user."

After saying this, he took off the hat of the same color on his head and placed it on the palm of his white gloves. He nodded slightly and introduced himself to Zhao Yan again, or to Huo Lin and Liu Qingzhi who were sitting on the sofa: "My name is Raman Alvin, and I am an earth-type mutant."

His speech speed was neither fast nor slow, and his voice was deep and magnetic, not very heavy. If I had to compare it to something, it would be like a cello being played slowly in a Russian opera house, with a sense of calm and elegance.

It gives people a very comfortable feeling.

According to what Zhao Jiayan said before, before the apocalypse broke out, someone like Raman Alvin should have been a nobleman of a very respectable status.

Raman Alvin was intelligent and quite observant.

Although Liu Qingzhi and the other two had not spent much time with this supervisor before, Zhao Jiayan tried to speak as little as possible to be on the safe side. He nodded, looking very calm and composed: "Well, you and the next five, come in."

Raman Alvin nodded and said, "Sorry to bother you." He walked in quickly even as he said this.

After quickly walking to the sofa, Raman Alvin's gaze first fell on Huo Lin. After staying for two seconds, he looked at Liu Qingzhi who was lying on the sofa.