All the stars know that I am beautiful as a flower

8.

The main hall of the club was brightly lit and full of voices. A young man in casual clothes was sitting on the sofa in the center. Frenson lit a cigar, and Randall casually put his finger on the armrest.

"Zi Lian won the first place again. Congratulations." Randall raised his glass and gestured to the man opposite with a half-smile.

Frenson's expression was not good: "It's just muddling along."

"Oh! Listen, you're very humble." Randall said sarcastically, "You were not like this last year. You were so happy that you won against me. You wanted to look at people with your nostrils for ten days in a row."

"Now that service student is taking the limelight, the whole school report will announce his praise, and Major General Reinhard will invite him to meet him!" Frenson vigorously dusted off his cigar, and said angrily, "——It's really powerful to suppress the momentum of recruiting students, What's wrong with me? The whole federation is staring at the top ten of each War of Independence in Ares, and it hasn't aroused the voice of the people yet, thanks to the [-]th anniversary of the National Day Carnival. I'm really happy about this situation stand up."

"It's just luck. It's been a few years since Ares opened the service student system. In the past few years, there was no one hundred. I'm afraid it's just a coincidence." Randall persuaded him casually.

Frenson shook his head silently.

"...I don't think you need to care too much about this," Randall changed the subject, "I can still sit here face to face with you calmly today, and I will say against my will that I lost to you in this battle of independence." , It should be taken for granted. I really didn't expect you to keep a hand, I thought that with your character, there is really no one there!"

"It's true that I'm gone." Frenson looked into his eyes with a gloomy face, "—I thought Galin was your undercover agent."

"You didn't arrange him?!" Randall stared.

"Didn't I take your younger brother Mick as a hostage? He seems to be Mick's friend... He came here for Mick."

"Fuck!" Randall leaned back on the sofa in shock, propping his forehead suspiciously, "Is he... so loyal?"

"...No." Frenson recalled the young man's eyes again and repeated in his heart.

No.

He didn't come for friends.

Frunson took a sip of the wine thoughtfully, pointed to the empty wine glass to be poured, at this time a person rushed in from outside, ignoring the waiters and bartenders, and went straight to Frunson!

Frenson was taken aback: "Carl?"

The boy looked nervous and angry, and leaned over to whisper something next to him, and Frenson immediately slammed the wine list on the table: "Really?! It's against him?!"

Jialin pressed the surface of the vacuum machine with one hand while staring at the display screen.

—no one came.

Garin swallowed silently, and turned his gaze back to the table.

He had to think about a problem, and that was "β-Mitton Harlem".

And it is one of the most important intermediates of inhibitors. Without the production technology and professionals like a large pharmaceutical factory, it is impossible for him to synthesize it with the most basic raw materials.

But Galin no longer had such a thing.

He took advantage of the few breaks of service students to go to the electronic library of the Ares Military Academy whenever he was free. The latest materials were complete, and the printing authority was completely open, but Garin could not find any way to prepare the drug. alternative method.Or there is, but it can't be operated.

He still needs to take another risk, but his subsidy and part-time income are not enough for the black market to raise this expense.

No fraction is enough.

Because the last time Garin went there was more than a year ago, under the implementation of the government's ban and the driving up of private black factories, it is likely that its price has increased again.

Jialin propped his forehead and frowned, cold sweat gathered and dripped down his cheeks. Because the preparation method was not advanced, the last step, which originally only took half an hour, was abruptly extended to two hours. Every minute and every second here are increasing the risk of detection.

What's more, his body can't last long.

"Gallin!..."

"Ding"……

The beep of the monitor and the beep of the vacuum machine sounded at the same time!

Jialin shuddered violently, just like a dying drowning person suddenly surfaced, before he could care about the audio of the monitor, he held down the square vacuum machine with one hand!

It is very difficult for him to see things now, the sweat and tears dripping from his forehead together blurred his vision, Jia Lin stuck to the LCD screen almost in a state of embarrassment, trembling and repeatedly clicked twice to confirm, the adult medicine slowly dripped from the exit out.

In fact, the current finished product is still extremely rough, limited by the manual preparation plan and equipment, and it may not be able to meet the national standard after ten times of purification, but this is indeed the only choice for Jialin at the moment.

He sterilized the needle and the detection port, and carefully inserted the needle directly through the detection port into the liquid inside.

This is definitely an extremely irregular operation. If the students of the Federal School of Pharmacy do this, they probably don't want to graduate.Jialin also knew it, but he couldn't wait another 10 minutes for it to be sealed. The hallucinations and desires that kept emerging drove him to a desperate situation.

one milliliter.five milliliters.ten milliliters.

Jialin gritted his teeth. The dose was already too high. According to his previous experience, if he injected two milliliters, his arm would hurt for three days, and he couldn't lift his hand at all.Jialin held on to his last sobriety, pulled his belt to pull his pants back a little, and didn't have time to pay attention to whether his posture was relaxed, and the complex iodine disinfection directly pricked his gluteus maximus.

Plunging in, withdrawing, without touching the blood vessel, the liquid medicine is pushed in slowly.

The injection process was very slow, but this specific inhibitor took effect quickly. After 5 minutes, Jialin felt a little clearer, which was enough for him to think about what to do if he couldn't get out of bed because of improper posture and medication.

Oh, it's the National Day holiday now, and Reinhard seems to have taken care of him for two days off.

Reinhard.

This name suddenly flashed through Jialin's long-drowsy mind.

The effect of a large amount of inhibitors at one time made him feel weak all over. I don't know if it's a side effect or something, but it's very different from the feeling when he was in estrus, maybe it's a bit of a placebo effect.Jialin felt a long-lost relaxation, so he complained lazily in his heart.

This idle fucking man.

"Om..."

Jialin suddenly remembered something, and before turning his head, he heard the sound of footsteps from the upper part amplified by the monitor!

"Elijah he..."

"What did you say?!"

Frensen roared, and Randall and his party looked at them. Frensen raised his hand to signal them to play with his own first, and asked in a low voice, "How is it, has Elijah been rescued?"

"Save... I've been saved." Carl's chest rose and fell rapidly, "I, I haven't been able to contact you before... Also, I've already had someone adjust the surveillance, but...but there's a blind spot..."

"Nonsense! Where's the blood? Where's the murder weapon?" Frenson punched the back of the sofa, "Great opportunity! Do you have any brains?! Can Elijah cut his own neck there? Garin served alone Sheng, he is a beta! Can his pheromone suppress you, or can it fascinate you? You just let him go?!"

His voice was a little louder, Randall and the friend next to him glanced at each other, walked over and said, "Hey, talk about what's going on, don't get excited."

"I can't really say it," Frenson paused, and turned his head to look directly at Randall. "Just now, a few hours ago, that guy named Garin cut Elijah's neck in front of Carl. cut."

"what?!"

"He's so daring! Who the hell gave him the guts to commit crimes in Ares?" Frenson laughed angrily, the muscles on his cheeks twitching, "I'm going to kill him...I won't kill him if I don't kill him." Fleischer!"

Underground wine cellar.

The man dressed as the foreman manager kicked open the back door and yelled, "Garin! Jack! Get out of me! Hurry up! You bastards know how to hide here and be lazy! Fuck, don't let me find you Steal wine and sell it! Are you sneaking wine down here? Hey!"

The manager above yelled loudly, searched around, and kicked over several wooden barrels angrily: "Damn it, get angry when you talk about this, let me find out again and break your leg! You bastard... people ? Jack!"

Garin gritted his teeth tightly, listening to the sound coming from the sound hole from far to near, and pressed his back tightly against the chair.

He was waiting for the ampoule to be sealed.

Under normal circumstances, he will directly draw the liquid medicine into the needle tube and seal it for later use.But now time is running out, he has stayed here for too long today, there is no way to wait for him to fill up a few milliliters.

He knew this manager, and it was because he was suspicious that Jack would steal wine and sell money to please prostitutes, so the manager asked him to go to the wine cellar to get wine.The alliance's research room is next to the wine cellar, and the cables in the research room are not working. Galin directly connected the power supply system of the wine cellar. Now his machine is still running, and Garin can't guarantee the lights on the other side. Can it light up according to the rated power.

"You must be playing tricks down there! Don't dare to come out! This time I will never spare you easily!"

Jialin pushed the last injection into his arm and turned off all electrical appliances!

"manager."

A weak and slightly hoarse voice suddenly came from the inside.

The manager who was verifying the fingerprint to open the door stopped, frowned and turned around: "Jack?"

"No, I'm Garin." The other party said, "Jack is in a hurry, so he changed shifts with me."

"Oh, bah, he has an urgent matter, and he was probably fooled into a daze by some bitch." The manager looked at his face suspiciously, frowned and thought for a while, "Then what are you doing here... oh I see, are you just hiding here and being lazy? No wonder you haven’t even seen a shadow for half an hour! Tonight, I’m telling you, all of us who pass by here are distinguished guests, so don’t neglect them! Ouch? You're good, you're still lazy here? Get the hell out of here!"

Jialin followed through the door in response, and the manager walked behind him, scolding and walking: "What kind of virtues are you, who is used to you? I am so busy working on it that I vomit blood, and both of you will deduct half of this month's bonus!..."

"Have you called the police?"

"For the time being... not yet! After all, it happened in the school, and the matter is of great importance. At that time, there will be an uproar in public opinion. It will be very difficult for the school leaders and the leaders of the military region! We must first unify the caliber in private, and then make plans .”

"Very good...you're not too stupid." Frenson calmed down, "It's so hard to die, Garin is a beta... There was more than one incident where the alpha of the military academy used excuses to bully the beta. The fact that beta was killed by campus violence, and the accumulation of public grievances, has long been on the verge of boiling. No matter what the truth is this time, the media will definitely make a big fuss about the "forced resistance". clear!"

"However, this time it was obviously Galin who provoked first! He almost killed Elijah!" Carl exclaimed.

"But is he dead?" Frenson turned around.

Carl felt a chill all over his body.

"He didn't," answered Frensen to himself, "—he didn't die! Galin he..."

He might be right.

For the second half of the sentence, Frenson rolled it on the tip of his tongue and didn't say it.

The federal medical system is very backward. The death rate is still 10% if someone cuts the carotid artery and does not send to the hospital for [-] minutes. Galin's knife is accurate and ruthless, and Elijah can be saved, except that Garin did not actually kill him. In addition to the meaning, it is very likely that Karl will be sent to the hospital as soon as possible.

Most people might think that Garin's actions were probably just excessive self-defense after being bullied, but Frenson felt that this was absolutely not true.

Galin gave him such a weird feeling, every action of his seemed to be stuck in his own rhythm, and there was a reason for the incident, but others couldn't figure out the track.

Listening to Carl's trembling statement, Frenson's mind was running fast.

What he didn't expect was that at that moment, Galin really wanted to kill Elijah in a fit of rage. Galin didn't have laws and ethics in his eyes, and he didn't have the so-called high moral standards. It has been repeatedly confirmed by countless people with blood and life, but right now he still has to be very restrained.

...Yes, he has been very restrained.

But these are only guesses, not the results in front of us.Frenson just stood on his own ground, thinking regretfully, it would be nice if Elijah just died like this.He shouldn't have come alive.

In this way, he can smoothly send Jialin... directly to the guillotine.

Forever trouble!

This idea had already taken shape in Frenson's mind when he first heard the news.Even if Elijah is still alive for the time being, it doesn't matter.The timing of this turning point was so appropriate that even if Elijah was not dead, Frenson would not let him go.

Randall was stunned for a moment, and Frenson walked out without drinking and rolled up his sleeves, and bumped into the waiter who was walking quickly to deliver the wine.

"Get out!" Frensen's entire face was distorted, and he grabbed the opponent's collar, "Are you without eyes or...!"

His voice faltered, and his breathing suddenly became heavy.

You just thought about cutting a person into seventeen or eighteen pieces, or even shredded his body into ten thousand pieces, and then that person appeared in front of you. What is the concept?

The man was so calm, as if nothing had happened, just bumped into him, even holding a tray for wine glasses in his hand!

The author has something to say:

I’m sorry to the little cuties who are chasing updates. TVT is currently repairing the outline. The order of some content has been adjusted, and the update time is not stable enough (as far as possible before twelve o’clock). The fattening experience is better/tears