Cold Star Blade

After hearing James' self-righteous reasoning statement, Ernie became dizzy and said with disdain: "What's the use of talking about it, Lorenzo is dead, there is no proof of death. I have reservations about whether Officer Ling can be trusted. They are not Is there any black technology, what if Officer Ling is brainwashed?"

James was speechless about the power of your young master's wild imagination, "Then isn't your idol male god being played around by others, you hope so?"

"Bah! Don't make jokes about the Marshal of the Empire, you're tired of your life!" Ernie gave the young civilian who spoke out viciously, thinking, to be serious with an ignorant commoner really degrades his status.

"Compared to what you're talking about, I'll tell you something useful—I feel that Suzaku is nearby." Ernie's expression sank slightly, as if he said to himself: "If I can get Suzaku back, I will definitely Beat those who took Fusha away."

As he said this, James reminded him, "You don't have any weapons left on your Suzaku."

Ernie: "...Damn it!" He was so angry that he thumped the barrier.

So... it might not be good to be born in a noble family.James looked at Ernie's troubled and handsome side face with pity. The only advantage of the nobles is that they have the right to find the most beautiful Omega to marry. This is nothing to envy.If you are not satisfied with your face, just change it.In the slums, James has seen a lot of people who change their faces all the time, but those vulgar "fake faces" are always less unique than the noble young master who inherited the good appearance genes in front of him.

In fact, after the promulgation of the Alpha and Omega Priority Marriage Law, most of the Alphas of their generation have Omega birth mothers.

And because of the war, the status of civilian Alpha has also risen accordingly. James would like to thank this era. Otherwise, with his family background, he would not be able to afford military school at all. Maybe after graduating from middle school, he would have to find a job early to share the family pressure.Because as long as there is one Omega in the family, and the Omega's cultural level is not high, it means that there will be less financial resources.

Therefore, James is very life-threatening.The weak mother is always looking forward to his coming home for dinner.He is not like Ernie, who wants to make a big fight. On the contrary, he thinks that in a den full of minions, they should be more low-key, low-key, and low-key.The lessons of history tell future generations that if you want to fight back from the jedi, the carp will always die the fastest if you want to fight back with great fanfare, and guerrilla warfare is the kingly way.

Under the pillow in James' dormitory, there is a refurbished copy of "Quotations from Mao Zedong" that was accidentally picked up from the ancient book market all the year round.

They had carefully studied the terrain of the workshop before they came. Ernie was full of disdain, but still trusted the route James chose in a very organized manner.

Those warehouses were tightly sealed and difficult to enter from the outside without the use of heavy firepower.But behind these warehouses, there is an electrical control room.They went around to the back of the warehouse, and they found a row of low bungalows in the northeast corner. The door locks here were only fastened with the most old-fashioned padlocks, which could be easily broken.

Without further ado, Ernie seemed more eager to see Suzaku than to see his parents. He was about to break the lock with the butt of his gun, but James raised his hand to block it.

He was also very alert, and immediately noticed that James looked strange, and asked, "What are you doing, what's the problem?"

James looked serious, and said, "Maybe we think too simply... What if there are people inside?"

Ernie said: "This workshop has been closed for three years, and some people have turned into a pile of bones... Could it be ghosts?"

"Hush, listen." James raised his index finger to his lips, mysteriously, and pointed to his feet.Ernie's nagging made the back of his neck feel a little cool, and his skin got goosebumps. Finally, he heard him say, "It's not in the power room here, but it might be underground... Listen, the power room is still there." Working, humming. But it's unlikely it's going to the warehouse, that's too easy to spot, so it's only going underground."

Ernie finally understood, and his expression became alert: "You mean, there may be a basement, and there are people in the basement?"

James said: "If the wafer processing plant is here, there may be a lot of people below."

Ernie rolled his eyes and calculated: "Then Suzaku may be hiding underground here... Let's sneak in and play by ear. The marshal said that the AI ​​network in the dungeon is connected to the ground defense station. As long as we can Once you get the access port, you can enter the system of the joint defense station."

Seeing that Young Master Gui has made up his mind, James spread his hands and said, "Well, anyway, I owe you money, so I can only sacrifice my life to accompany you."

The "zi" of "Gentleman" has not yet made a sound, and the sound of the word is instantly eaten back by him. Suddenly, a tiger pounces on it, throwing Ernie to the ground.

There was only a muffled muffled sound of the silencer, which could only be detected by a well-trained soldier, and it was too late when Ernie realized that it was a gunshot.James was already lying on top of him, and at this moment, five or six headhunters in black suits in the Colosseum rushed towards them, followed by a young man holding a long-range sniper rifle, walking briskly at every step. When he came over, his eyes were as shallow as water waves, and there was a cold light like starlight in the cold pool, which was extremely piercing and indifferent.

Ernie had never met Hydra, but he knew at a glance that he was a murderous person and not easy to mess with.

Xu Dela didn't point the gun at Ernie. It was a long-range gun, which was beyond the sniper range.But his language is more deterrent than the muzzle of a gun.With a sneer, he said, "Don't move, or your friend's head will explode."

Ernie immediately surrendered.The headhunters in black rushed over and suppressed him. He felt stabbed on the side of his neck, and in a drowsy state, he could only hear Xu Dela talking to someone arrogantly: "Tell those two mice hiding in the garbage dump , The two little devils who are with them are in my hands, tell them not to play hide and seek, come out on their own initiative, I want to negotiate with them face to face."

"Huh...huh..." Black leaned on the shoulder of the marshal, who was sitting in a broken machine room with his waist around his waist.

It was supposed to be a maintenance station, but it has long been abandoned and dilapidated. The only advantage is that the space is airtight and has privacy.

Blake tore off the combat uniform he wore during the competition, his breathing gradually increased, his chest heaved violently, his exposed neck and collarbone glowed with water, shiny and moist, and the skin color|color number chosen by Dr. Marion for him was extremely fair, However, the fair skin reveals a bit of soft and fragrant nephrite - this kind of skin color is not seen in the army. Which soldier would take care of his skin like a cowherd who relies on his body for food.The handsomeness of the ice-cold type, the original marshal outshines others.

While looking at the marshal's fair skin under his nose, Blake laughed at himself absurdly: "I said, you can't see me as a Beta, so just eat my tofu. I'm not masculine...why not Danas at this time?" The principal is by my side..."

Thanks to the fact that the Marshal was always calm, he could not change his face at this moment and said: "You dare to let me help you in, but you have the nerve to say that you are not masculine."

Black could hear the slightest impatience in the marshal's tone, but he was able to bend and stretch: "Well, if you insist on having sex with me, I can't help it. At worst, I will win the jackpot and give you a Beta baby. Don't deny it when the time comes. Ah, I will find the media to expose that you have always been reckless and abandoned. Your reputation is more valuable than my innocence, so you should think about it yourself."

The marshal didn't bother with this topic, but instead said: "You're still bleeding, don't talk." He further opened Blake's shirt and examined the wound carefully.

"No." Black seemed to be going against the marshal, raising his hand to scratch his hot and humid chest. The black vest he was wearing inside was completely attached to the skin, with a layer of sweat showing faintly the lines of his abdominal muscles. The blood on the shoulder flowed down to the side of the waist, "I'm afraid that if I don't speak, my panting will become more and more unbearable... It's because you put me in confinement last time, which made me feel like I haven't recovered from my physical disorder."

It's a ghost if he can recover, it's the mech intelligence invasion, the anesthesia bomb, and the neurovirus. Usually, he can deceive himself and others into thinking that he is Alpha, but now the bloody reality instantly knocks him back to his original shape.

If you come out to hang out, you have to pay it back.Blake was also secretly thinking in his heart that he might not be able to escape this catastrophe, and nine out of ten he would fall into the hands of the marshal.

But that's okay, at least the marshal won't hold him accountable. Beta will not be permanently marked by Alpha, this loss, even if you eat it, you will feel sick, and there will always be a chance for him to pay it back in the future.

He closed his eyes, and the more he panted, the more he looked deathly at home.

Although Beta's estrus hormone will not disturb Alpha's rationality, the problem is that if the estrus does not stop, his current physical condition will be difficult to sustain, and it is he who needs to solve it quickly.But he couldn't ask the marshal either.

"You, that... are you good at technology?"

"A great noble family, and the Marshal of the Empire, so handsome, it's impossible that he hasn't had meat, right?"

"...Will it hurt..."

Thinking about these things is not what he wants, but his body's reaction drives his brain to think involuntarily.When he thought about finding a room, he had already considered this step...

The marshal didn't even move a finger, only frowned slightly, and said, "How did Danas treat you?"

"... PR1439 inhibitor, I have finished a course of treatment, but because I have been hit by an anesthesia bomb, it may be affected." Black panted, "I can feel that the excitement of the brain is soaring, in case... In case the critical point is passed, Marshal, I am the Empty Whisperer..."

The limit of brain vitality of empty talkers is much higher than that of superbrainers.The superbrainer can synchronize with artificial intelligence by connecting to the AI ​​port, and the extent that the empty talker can do is far greater than the superbrainer.

The so-called "spiritual lock" is like a card lock, which is the classification and control of the brain's mental threshold.Empty Whisperer's mental lock can be locked indefinitely, and the range is much larger than that of Ultra Brain. For example, Kisialian, of course, has not been officially announced that he is Empty Whisperer, but he has been secretly tested in private. The card reached the 1200 gear, and then the test machine exploded.

Empty talkers are very rare, maybe one or two in billions, so it is difficult to obtain statistics and draw reliable conclusions.Is this a very chronic brain cancer, or are they a different species?Is it evolution, or mutation?

Due to Kisialian's status and political image back then, it was inconvenient for the high-level empire to regard the "Empty Whisperer" as a harmful case, but could only explain it in a legendary and excellent way.

But the reality is that "empty talkers" come across as unmanageable, destructive, mentally ill.

Black didn't say what to follow up, and the marshal didn't respond either.

The computer room was dark and dark, and the breath was even clearer.

In the silence, the intermittent panting lasted for a while, suppressed by Black's swallowing of saliva, he said: "I..."

Seemingly unbearable, his eyelashes trembled slightly, brushing against the skin on the side of the marshal's neck.

The Marshal looked down at him and said, "You want me to kill you, don't you?"

Blake opened his eyes slightly, his eyes were watery, and he smiled evilly: "You won't hesitate, will you?"

The author has something to say: Thank you Rong Yi for throwing a mine! ! ! ! !

I am very happy to receive my first minecraft~ I will continue to work hard~~