Cold Star Blade

There is no quiet place in this dungeon. The singer and dancer are seductively seducing customers on the side of the road, and the uncle who sells weapons lifts up his sleeves to show off his tattoos all over his arms.

The ground is dirty and the air is smoky.

Ernie said in an extremely bad mood: "You said that you escaped from the crawling pipe while landing, and then we were chased by pursuers for more than a dozen streets before we managed to get rid of them. Now, what should we do next? They must still be searching for us in the city, and we can't pass through the exit on the ground, so are we just sitting here waiting to die?"

Blake leisurely smoked a cigarette, and said: "Don't worry, the 'ghost' seems to have reached a cooperation with the illegal organization here, we are only three people, two fists are no match for four hands. Simply Marshal and Principal Danas They won't leave us alone, so just wait for them to come and save us."

Ernie asked irritably, "When will it be?"

"It won't be too long, enough for us to rest, feed our stomachs, and take a bath..." His left hand has gradually begun to regain consciousness, and now he just needs to wait, "Oh! This hotel is good, and the owner is a beautiful Omega ah!"

Ernie hesitated at the door for a moment, watching Blake happily push the door into the hotel, James pushed him behind his back with his elbow: "Do as the Romans do, master, you are covered in ashes, don't you want to take a bath?"

When soaked in the warm spring water, Master Ernie, who was wearing a towel, immediately surrendered, thinking that the common people's suggestions are occasionally good.

"Whoa-"

James ripped off his clothes indiscriminately, and jumped into the hot spring in the posture of a carp leaping over a dragon's gate. The waves of water flooded Ernie's head, and the comfortable tranquility he had just enjoyed for a while disappeared in smoke.

"..." The veins on Ernie's forehead twitched, common people—it's still very annoying!

James swam towards him, and Ernie quickly moved aside, picked up the towel and continued to fold it neatly on his head.James swam over in the dull water, looked up and saw that he was still far away from Ernie, he was a little puzzled, and continued to swim closer without hesitation.Ernie moved sideways again.

James: "..."

Ernie: "..."

James said, "What are you doing?"

Ernie said, "I don't bathe with civilians."

James said: "Take off your clothes, I have what you have, we are no different."

Ernie closed his eyes and turned his head, not bothering to pay attention.

James slapped the water on his face, and said with a smile, "Are you an Alpha, why are you so awkward like an Omega?"

All Alphas have the problem of being conceited and arrogant, "I'm the world's most powerful, I must be stronger than others", Ernie immediately shot back, and the noble young master lost all his reserve and elegance, and yelled : "Is it Alpha, compare who's bigger!"

James jumped up immediately, bringing up a string of water waves, holding his waist with one hand, and said proudly: "Compare!"

Not to be outdone, Ernie jumped up, grabbed the towel, and said proudly, "Hmph!"

James said full of fighting spirit: "It seems that you will be convinced only after scoring a victory."

Ernie said, "Come on!"

"..." Blake in the distance rested comfortably on the cool stone surface, let out a breath, and thought: "You boring Alphas..."

After taking a bath, the three of them returned to the lobby wrapped in flowered bathrobes provided by the hotel.Blake offered to buy them a drink, but was embarrassed to find that he didn't have much money with him.Ernie obediently paid the bill.

The country band played calming classical jazz music, and the big beautiful boss wore a low-key and sexy purple tight skirt. Her face was the standard Omega type of softness, and her eyes were very gentle. Ernie was so fascinated that Ernie was fascinated even without drinking.

Black said that minors are not allowed to drink alcohol. It was a blessing in disguise that the proprietress personally made a glass of juice for Ernie, pushed him in front of him with a smile, and said, "Are you a contestant who came to participate in the mecha competition? I heard that something happened in the competition. "

Ernie was about to pretend to be calm and calm to talk to the beautiful boss, but he saw that she immediately glanced at James next to him, and even leaned towards him slightly: "This, is this the number one star in the Mecha League in recent years, Wick Son James? Can you sign it for me? My little boy likes you very much."

They were all wearing school uniforms and were easily recognizable.James said calmly: "Okay, please give me the pen. How do I sign?"

James has long been accustomed to the spotlight and enthusiastic fans, and his face turned dark in a second.

"Hmph." Ernie sulked and took a sour sip of the juice.

Blake scanned the rows of wine names on the wine rack, and saw a rather special name, so he said, "Miss Boss, have a glass of 'Scarlet Thorn'."

The lady proprietress put away the signature, and she glanced at him as if she was a little surprised, she smiled while holding the shaker, "It's been a long time since no one ordered this kind of wine, my skills may be a little rusty."

Black said: "Really? The name of this wine is the same as Marshal Danteria's famous mech. Shouldn't many people order it?"

The proprietress looked a little helpless: "This wine is indeed a local specialty, and it was also Marshal Danteria's favorite wine. At that time, everyone would follow suit and drink it. Therefore, the manufacturer of this wine became the number one in the empire. The same winery. But the times are different, war will quickly erase some feelings, young people born in the war years have different ideas, they call this wine 'betrayer'."

Black said: "But this is the hometown of the marshal, and there are still many contemporaries of him. They will continue to mourn him."

The proprietress smiled slightly: "Who knows, it's not easy for everyone just to survive."

Blake twitched his lips: "That's true."

James commented very pertinently: "Marshal Danteria's life is glorious. Even if he becomes a traitor to the empire in the end, his contribution to the empire cannot be denied. Give me a glass of 'Scarlet Thorn' too." .”

The proprietress said: "As expected of a man who is about to complete his tenth consecutive championship in the Mecha League, what he says is different from others. I'll treat you to this cup."

Ernie said in a completely different position: "The dead, the final judgment. No matter what he did before, he still betrayed the empire in the end, causing the century-old division and war. It is both honorable and shameful."

James sarcastically said, "Marshal Danteria was born as a commoner, so it's no wonder you nobles don't like him."

"Little Ernie, the teacher has to give you some wise words." Blake interrupted the two of them, saying, "If you want to chase after an Omega girl in the future, you must listen carefully to the other party's voice when you speak, and do what you like. , Watch your words."

Ernie realized instantly that he was getting carried away, and blushed, "I'm sorry..."

The proprietress smiled and said, "I'm not a follower of the marshal. I put this kind of wine in the store, just thinking that maybe someone will order it."

Perhaps out of embarrassment, Ernie immediately left the bar and said, "I'm sleepy, so I'll go back to sleep first."

James sighed: "Don't waste this glass of juice, you didn't drink much!"

Ernie said, "If you want to drink, you drink."

Hardworking and thrifty, James brought Ernie's juice over with the virtue of not wasting food, and was dragged off the bar by Blake before he drank it: "Students should go to bed early, it's time to turn off the lights."

"Well, my wine..."

Back in the guest room, just as Black gently closed the door behind him, he heard Ernie sitting on the chair by the window, saying: "The proprietress really has a problem, she is in the rice wine that we gave when we took a bath, the juice and cocktail we drank earlier. They were all given chronic medicine."

As soon as he finished speaking, James seemed surprised and said, "Huh? Really? No wonder you overturned the rice wine, but the wine just now, you...uh, ha...you all...didn't drink..." He Immediately, his body fluttered, his eyes were slack, his head was supported, his legs were crooked, and he obviously couldn't stand up.

Blake said, "You drank too much..."

James laughed angrily: "Master, you didn't remind me, did you do it on purpose?"

Ernie looked out the window and said, "Here they are."

Blake looked for hand tools in the bag of parts that James bought that was inconvenient to mail, and said, "Ernie, you will take care of James later."

Ernie resisted, "Why am I taking care of him?"

Black said: "Because you are careful with him, so you should also be responsible to him."

"I, I feel that everything in front of me is spinning. Since I was a child, my physique has been particularly sensitive to drugs..." James swayed and fell on Ernie, almost knocking Ernie over, "I, I feel weak... ..."

"..."

Master Ernie now understood what it meant to shoot himself in the foot.

The sound from the aisle came quickly, heavy and dense footsteps came like a tide, and they arrived at the door in a blink of an eye.

Blake was next to the door, carrying a metal pipe with a gear hook.Ernie hugged James' waist and stepped back to the other side of the door, also against the wall.

He is an Alpha after all, James is about the same size as him, and it is not a problem to lift it with one hand.James fell on his shoulders, a little confused, and the drug seemed to be kicking on him very quickly.

The expressions on the left and right are very calm, with a well-trained sense of sharpness.

"Crack!" The door was finally pushed open vigorously, and the leading man in black clothes rushed in with a gun in his hand. Black immediately swung the metal pipe and hit him hard on the abdomen.He was very ruthless in his fights, decisive and calm, without any hesitation, even if he attacked with one hand, he did not reveal any flaws for the opponent to take advantage of.

The opponent was caught off guard and bent down, and then the back of the neck was hit by a mechanical part with sharp edges, and blood spattered on the spot.

Blood sprayed on the faces of Black and Ernie, but neither of them changed color.

Seeing that Ernie has the potential to be a small expert in making up swords, Blake was relieved and said, "I'll open the way, you follow!"

"Bang bang bang!" The gunshots exploded like a thunderstorm, and the man in black behind fired into the room, but the speed of the bullets seemed to be unable to keep up with Black's lithe body.He is like a splash, leaving an afterimage in the air when he moves, and kicks the machine gun in the opponent's hand away with his knees. This is a standard ancient martial arts - Jeet Kune Do movement.

Before the opponent had time to react, Blake had already shot left and right, hitting the opponent's lower body directly, and the two men in black suits who rushed up from the flank were overturned to the ground at the same time, and Ernie behind him made a quick make-up.

"I forgot, teacher, you are a Beta, so you should hide behind me! Besides, you can't use your left hand yet!" During the scuffle, Ernie did not forget to show his Alpha's pride.

Yes, no matter where they are, on the battlefield or in disasters, their Alpha must be the one at the forefront, and it is their nature to protect Beta and Omega.This kind of deep-rooted and branded consciousness made it very difficult for Ernie to stand behind Black.

But at this time, Black had almost swept away the man in black suit who rushed upstairs, he turned his head, grinned brightly and casually, and said, "Since you call me teacher, of course you should hide behind me. "

Ernie: "..." He carried James on his shoulders like a sandbag, passed by Black, and said a chic sentence: "At this time, teacher, don't be so handsome!"

□□The person in black clothes turned over in the aisle at the door, and the walls and the ground had already turned into blood-colored abstract paintings.Blake looked around and said, "Go through the back door!"

Outside the back door was a crowded city street. Blake and Ernie rushed to the street covered in blood, but they didn't attract much curiosity.The traffickers and pawns here seem to be used to this kind of scene.

Blake craned his neck to look around, and saw several men in black clothes swiftly crossing the human wall and chasing after them.Blake and Ernie had just fled to the other side when gunshots rang out behind them!

Those in black suits unscrupulously shot at the crowd to clear the obstacles, and quickly caught up.

"This way!" Blake led Ernie into the building.

I don't know if the building is being demolished, or it was half built and then abandoned.In the dilapidated corridor, the footsteps below are approaching, and the corridors in front of me are full of unknowns in the dark.

Suddenly, a black shadow rushed in from the window without glass, and quickly threw Blake to the ground!

Ernie shouted: "Teacher!"

He was about to help, but suddenly he was taken aback. He was chased by two men in black suits, one grabbed his shoulder and the other swept his leg. The pressure of the kick caused his chest to constrict, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He was slightly surprised, the gap in strength was too great!

But Black didn't care about Ernie's situation. The men in black suits chasing after him seemed to be much stronger than those in the hotel before. Thinking that he had swept the Marshal's harem, but now he was fighting with the man in front of him for several rounds, and he couldn't gain the upper hand at all. On the contrary, he was almost beaten by the opponent.

But maybe Lady Luck is still on his side. A cold moonlight hit the helmet on the face of the man in black at a tricky angle, and the other party seemed to be slightly stagnant because of the light.

At this moment, Black seized the opportunity and stabbed out the long tube. The slender metal tube had a hook on the head, and fiercely and fiercely pulled the opponent's neck open a bloody hole.

The blood spurted out like a shower, the man threw his head back, fell to the ground and convulsed for a moment, and did not move.

Blake breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to go back to Ernie, but a chill suddenly hit the back of his neck.

He twisted his body violently, narrowly avoiding a gunshot, only to see the man in black suit who had burst his throat and spurted blood just now stood up again as if he had come back from the dead!