Red dust kills beauty

28. "That person"③

Whether it's fast or slow in a month, it seems that with just a "swish", I ended the monitoring period and started to continue working.

Consciously or not, both Zhaoyao and I ignored the fact that I moved in because of "surveillance nearby", and continued to live and eat together every day.

I don’t have much to say in my daily life. What bothers me is my social life in the workplace.

In a blink of an eye, I have been in Yujingchunli for almost half a year. Unfortunately, I was imprisoned for the first three months. I was just released as Zhaoyao's subordinate, but I was transferred away by the witch merchant. In the fifth month, I was with Fu Baixue. Fishing outside, then locked up for another month...

That is to say, after half a year of my life, I don't even know my colleagues at all.

Moreover, there are so many gossips about me in Yujingchunli that they fly, which adds more firewood to my precarious relationship between man and machine.When Zhaoyao agreed to transfer me to Wu Shang, she wanted me to make some achievements so that I could be promoted. As a result, I directly sent Wu Shang to the inpatient department and chopped off his hand...

When I was locked up in Zhaoyao’s house, I also sneaked into Yu Jingchun’s internal forum to search (search) (heat) (estrus) (time) (room), and then I was choked by the rumors about me that were about to be slaughtered That's enough.

【Where is nhc sacred】

[A certain department's sympathetic subordinates are straightforward and straightforward, but I didn't expect to be sympathetic to the family.I understand it

[I thought those three were in a complicated love triangle, but I didn't expect it to be a square love]

[Who does a certain department really want, the newcomers almost beat Tai Sui to death]

[The man surnamed Ning is said to have split into A, a certain part is a big straight man, he is out of play, I support Tai Sui]

[August [-], the man who was protected by a certain department and the Buddha, and the man who had just come here with Tai Sui]

At that time, I was cursing in my heart that the witch merchant was not a human being, and that he didn't keep his mouth shut even though he was in charge of intelligence. order.

A certain part should be Zhaoyao, Tai Sui... Ah, such an unlucky thing, the witch merchant is gone... and the Buddha is, um, Fu Baixue, not to mention the nickname is quite appropriate-but why is my Zhaozhao's representative? It's just so casual, don't say "little cutie" or "little sweetheart", at least you have to be a "wolf boy" or something nice, right?

...and this was all a few weeks ago.And now, I'm returning to the workplace and starting a new wave of mutual calculations with this group of people—it's exhausting to think about it.

With the mentality of only wanting salty fish and not working, I took Zhaoyao's car and returned to the Armed Forces Department to report.As soon as I stepped into the gate, I felt the burning eyes looking at me, the meaning inside...Emmmm, it's not too friendly.

Here I want to say that in the Armed Forces Department, fists are used to speak, so there are mostly Alphas underneath.Before I split up, this group of people held back, but now that I split up, they couldn't help it anymore, with "I'm going to blow you up" written on every face.

...How should I put it, I feel that I have subtly understood the psychology of the witch merchant.It is the feeling of an ordinary person with sound intelligence seeing a gorilla whose hair has not faded.

No, weak humans have no chance of winning against gorillas with their bare hands.That is the little orangutan, the kind that has just been born and does not know the heights of the sky and the earth.

I suppressed the anger in my heart, and showed a calm smile to Zhaoyao who was casting a concerned look.

This is his territory, and I don't want to make things difficult for him.

Then... Sure enough, he was excluded again.

I pinched the list in my hand expressionlessly, and listened to the chatter of the person in charge next to me with a blank face: "Brother, how are you, these girls are still very good..."

How strange, I, Yu Jingchun's top combat power, the big alpha of the big alphas, the boss of the special operations team, am actually watching the scene now.

I was invited into the private room to be entertained with good food and drink, and I was appointed as the guest of honor, surrounded by a group of Yingying and Yanyan.

It's okay, it's better than the one-day protection fee yesterday, I should really thank these people.

It stands to reason that it is not the turn of the special elite troops to do groceries like patrolling the ground below, but if someone is sincerely looking for trouble, he can pick bones out of eggs, so I was kicked out.The beauty is as the name says, "experience".

Fine.

Then here I was, bumping into the drunken witch merchant.

Because the private room was too stuffy, I found an excuse to breathe, and saw the young man sitting by the dance floor at a glance.

It was still the same peach-pink coat, and it was still the half-exposed shape of the chest.

What is very strange is that even though he has drunk to this extent, the peach pink coat he is wearing is still smooth, without even a single wrinkle.

To tell the truth, the witch businessman reported that he was undifferentiated on the surface, but didn't he know what gender he was? ? ?

Thinking about it again, as an O, he still dares to dress like this, stay drunk in this kind of place, and he is not good at fighting... Ah, this guy seems to be my Omega—fuck.

I'm in a delicate mood.

To be honest, I'm really not surprised that the witch merchant is an Omega.

Because, how should I put it, although he doesn't look like a girl at all, and the bloody smell so strong that it makes people vomit is amazing when he glances over occasionally, but he really has a picture that says "it's not Alpha at first glance." Face".

Just, inexplicably, there is a smell of weak (bitch) willow (li) support (bitch) atmosphere (qi).

I looked around and found that this master didn't bring any men with him.

Obviously he is a civilian in charge of the intelligence department, why can't he be more peaceful!

After all, I am in charge here today. Although I really want to see him joke, if something happens to him, I'm afraid I will be imprisoned for another month.

Moreover, I also have something to prove about this person...

So I put on a reluctant expression and walked over.

"Mr. Wu."

The witch merchant raised his head in surprise in an instant, and he raised his dim drunken eyes to look at me, and recognized me for a long time, until his eyes turned from anticipation to coldness, and then he said "ah".

Still with that ethereal, cloud-like tone: "It's Ah Ning."

I gave up guessing who he thought I was for a split second—I refused to think about the stomach-ache answer.

I said businesslike, "Mr. Wu, where are your subordinates? Please allow me to inform them of your location."

"Shut up and get out," he said wearily.

It can be seen that the witch merchant is in a very bad mood now.He probably wanted to get drunk, but how could I agree, I was worried that I would never have a chance to break my head with him.

I look very iron-headed.

"That can't be done, Mr. Wu, please feel free to leave this door. But as long as you drink here, I have to take care of you."

As I said that, I simply turned on my phone and started looking through the address book, trying to find the contact information of Wu Shang's subordinates from the personnel department.

After thinking about it, I felt that it was not enough, so I scrolled down to the bottom, found a person's name, and typed a "1" in it.

Seeing that I was disobedient, the witch merchant pulled the corners of his mouth down and looked at me gloomyly.

The witch merchant is actually a very handsome man.

He was pale, slender, and looked gentle and harmless, with a thin and melancholic temperament.

——This is when I don’t look at his sly smile.

Like a mask, the witch merchant has always had a light smile on his face, which seems to me to be a big drug.

But once he pulled off the corners of his lips, the melancholy turned into gloom, and his whole person instantly turned from Xiaobaihua into a ghost doll.

There is one thing to say, he is really the fastest-changing person I have ever seen.

"I told you to go away."

I wasn't afraid of this, and after glancing at him, I pressed the call button: "Hello, I'm Ning Hongchen from the Special Operations Team, may I be from the Human Resources Department..."

After several phone calls, I nodded to the silent witch merchant: "Your subordinates will arrive in 10 minutes. Before that, I will be responsible for your safety."

The witch merchant seems to be fully awake now.

At this moment, he returned to his usual smiling appearance, and said softly: "Well, thank you, Aning."

To be honest, all the hairs on my arms stood on end.

...I feel like I've pissed him off.Stimulate.

Sure enough, the witch merchants started firing at me.

He looked me up and down a few times, smiled and said harsh words: "The last meeting was too hasty, and we haven't had time to have a good chat. Are you still used to the new working environment?"

I kept smiling: "Thanks to you, everything is fine."

The witch merchant also smirked: "It's okay to be thrown over to watch the night show? You are a ruthless character who can destroy a small faction without differentiation, and is willing to bow his head after staying in the torture chamber for three months—"

"..."

This incident in Yujingchun is a well-known wound to me, and it is a Nilin that everyone knows can't be touched.

My mouth also pulled down.

He deliberately prolonged the ending, and tilted his head exaggeratedly and artificially, which was soft and harmless: "Ah, I'm so sorry, I accidentally said the wrong thing."

I tried my best to restrain my murderous heart, and smiled: "No, nothing. Now that I am a member of Yu Jingchun, those things will naturally pass away."

"How can I get by..." he said in a soft voice, which made a bitch so angry.

I really, really hate him.

This kind of unreasonable aversion started from the first time I saw his file, and it can only be explained by "natural discord".

Sometimes when I look at him, I always feel that I am looking at another self.But it doesn't do anything other than make me hate him even more.

As we confronted each other again and again, the disgust became deeper and deeper, and now, seeing his figure, I feel as uncomfortable as crawling through a caterpillar.

I pondered for a while, then suddenly tilted my head and smiled, imitating his appearance and said cutely: "Yeah, how can I get by... During this period of time, I have learned a lot of interesting things. Mr. Wu's love is as deep as the sea. I can't live through it forever."

The witch merchant was silent for a second, then wiped his face with a "huh" and sneered, "That idiot Zhaoyao."

I just couldn't understand his way of scolding Zhaoyao for everything, so I said, "It's not the boss, it was Mr. Fu who told me."

Although Fu Baixue didn't fart a single fart, it's better to sell him at this time. It would be even better if he could drive a wedge between these two people and collect some information by the way.

The witch merchant said decisively: "Impossible."

I deliberately said: "Why is it impossible? I have fulfilled the agreement with Mr. Fu, and Mr. Fu has fulfilled the promise. He told me..."

The witch merchant stared at my lips, not in a half-drunk state: "What did he tell you?"

At that moment, it was difficult to express my feelings clearly. I originally wanted to stimulate him with "that person was wiped out, and there was not even a dregs left of him".But when the words came to my lips, seeing his appearance of drinking away his worries, I suddenly swallowed them back.

"—You and Zhaoyao have a big brother."

In the end, I just said so nonchalantly.

"Oh? Who are you talking about? The one sitting in the office, or the one who's dead?"

I choked, wondering why this person reacted differently than I imagined.

"Of course the dead one."

A distorted arc emerged from the corner of Wu Shang's mouth: "Him? He is my dear...brother."

A sickly blush appeared on his face, and his thick black eyelashes trembled, as if reminiscing and resenting.

"—Of course, sometimes he is more pleased when I call him 'Sir'."

"..."

I kept a blank face.

What, so we used to play so big...?

Dear Ivan, I don't think the Eighth District, where there are so many talents, is not suitable for me. I want to go back to the third district, where the people are simple and honest, drinking and beating bears.

Next chapter: "That person"④

He held the knife that had peeled off my skin, pressed it against my neck, and smiled softly: "Dolls should look like dolls. Isn't it good to just be a doll?"

I sneered and clapped my hands away: "I'm not some doll."

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If Aning did not soften his heart when Lianhua asked Lao Bai what he said to him, but Aning answered honestly, Lianhua would definitely become suspicious, because Lao Bai would not say these things lightly.

So Ah Ning was soft-hearted and kept his vest.