I Heard That I Am a Scumbag, God of War Alpha

After the matter was over, Zhuang Jin rushed to the scene.

It only takes one glance, and his pupils start to vibrate violently—

An Omega lying in a pool of blood, shot countless times, dying.

A Chen E who was packing his weapons.

My younger brother was pale and stood aside blankly, like a weak, pitiful and helpless little animal.

Zhuang Jin exploded at that time: "Chen E, you fucking, how could you kill someone in front of Xiao Yan!"

He wanted to pull Zhuang Yan over, trying to cover his eyes. The younger brother, who had been obedient and obedient since he was a child, struggled a little and didn't move.

"Brother, he's not dead." Zhuang Yan said.

Members of other special police teams and search and rescue teams are also on their way.

Now is really not a good time to lose your temper, Zhuang Jin restrained himself a bit, and endured it: "Okay, let's deal with the business first, and we'll talk about other things when we go back."

When everyone arrived at the scene, the special police checked Mingzhou's breath and heartbeat, and it was true that he was not dead.

He was only shot a few times, lost a lot of blood, and fell into a temporary coma.

They briefly bandaged the wound, then loaded the person into a police car, prepared to take him back to be treated by a forensic doctor, and then asked for a statement.

By the way, I asked what was going on at the scene.

Chen E's voice was low and his attitude was cold: "I fired the shot."

"..."

"Before I escorted Academician Ning Huabi to arrive, I received information from Zhuang Jin that the enemy wanted to escape through the airport." He glanced at Zhuang Jin, "It just so happened that I was relatively close to here, so I just happened to come over to deal with it."

Zhuang Jin gritted his teeth and helped him out: "Yes, that's right, thank you Major General Chen."

So it was recorded in this way, and the report was submitted.

Zhuang Jin should have rushed back directly to the Ministry of Defense, but he was really worried about Zhuang Yan, so he took his brother over and checked him again.

Although there was no blood on Zhuang Yan's face, it still looked like he had a full beard and tail. There was no trauma, and the corners of the clothes and the hair were all intact.

By this time everyone else was busy.

Chen E was on the other end of the call, and told his subordinates to continue to protect Ning Huabi and the confidential information she carried with her, and send them back to the design institute.

The surrounding area was very quiet, except for the half-dried rust-colored blood stains on the ground that hadn't been cleaned up in time.

Zhuang Yan glanced over, raised his eyes and confessed to his brother: "Actually, I pulled the trigger."

Zhuang Jin: "..."

Zhuang Yan's eyes are clear amber, and he always looks innocent. If he didn't confess, Zhuang Jin would never think in this direction in his life.

Zhuang Jin cursed and resisted the urge to smoke.

"...Did Chen E teach you?"

"He aimed for me."

"Xiao Yan," Zhuang Jin's expression froze, "Do you know what you're doing? He's teaching you badly..."

"My own decision."

Zhuang Jin was stunned.

Zhuang Yan explained calmly: "Because I can't forgive Ming Zhou for everything he did with my body."

The younger brother's tone was very gentle, but extremely firm.

Zhuang Jin had mixed feelings in his heart and was speechless for a long time.

He always felt that, as an older brother, he had to spoil Zhuang Yan like a child—although his younger brother was now eighteen years old, and even began to fall in love seriously.

How can children be allowed to face these **** things?

Therefore, consciously or unconsciously, he often puts his own judgment and decision above the Zhuang Banquet. Even if you know what your younger brother is thinking, you should try your best to lead him in the direction you choose.

In this respect, he is indeed inferior to Chen E.

When he was out of breath, Zhuang Jin called Chen E. Although Alpha on the opposite side also disapproved of putting Zhuang Yan in danger, he chose to side with his younger brother.

Chen E said, "He can go as soon as he wants, and I can make it in time."

At that time, Zhuang Jin felt that Chen E was mentally ill, did he intend to make something happen to Xiao Yan, and then change to an Omega by the way.

Now he wants to understand, Chen E's kind of connivance.

"Forget it." Zhuang Jin said, touching Zhuang Yan's head, "This time you almost scared me to death, don't do that in the future."

Zhuang Yan made no sound.

"Professional things are left to professional people, you know."

The beautiful Omega hummed, her eyelashes raised tremblingly, like a butterfly flapping its wings.

Zhuang Jin couldn't hold back anymore, and sighed again: "Xiao Yan, you go back first, don't think too much. I'll finish things up, and come over again when I find time, and get together with my mother."

"it is good."

After speaking, Zhuang Jin left in a hurry. He really still had a lot of work to do.

Chen E stood by the white wall at the other end, standing upright like a tree, waiting for the banquet. Seeing Omega approaching, he showed a gentle expression, lowered his head and pinched his earlobe.

"Are you afraid just now?" Chen E asked.

Zhuang Yan shook his head.

"Is that relieved?"

Zhuang Yan thought for a while: "Exhaust."

The smell of gunpowder smoke remained on his fingertips, not too heavy. When Chen E came home before, he often had this kind of aura around him.

On the contrary, it seemed familiar and friendly. Zhuang Yan's hand was held by Alpha, and the two walked towards the parking lot one after the other.

After getting into the car, Chen E helped him fasten his seat belt as usual.

Zhuang Yan asked, "Shall we go home?"

"Ok."

On the way back, Zhuang Yan didn't speak much, his tense nerves relaxed, and he leaned on the seat and fell asleep in a daze.

When he woke up, he found himself held in Alpha's arms again, and walked into the house.

Zhuang Yan's ears burned, and he felt as if he was useless. But this posture is very comfortable, Chen E's body temperature and the smell of pheromone are very reassuring.

After being placed on the sofa, Zhuang Yan grabbed Chen E's clothes.

"What's the matter, Xiaoyan?"

He let Chen E sit next to him, close to each other. Alpha jerky smoothed the broken hair on the back of Shun Zhuang Yan's head.

"I suddenly remembered," Zhuang Yan raised his head and asked, "If you had liked me a long time ago, wouldn't you be very sad if the counterfeit treated you like this during that time?"

Zhuang Yan's eyes have always been very focused. When he stared at Chen E, his pupils were full of him.

Chen E said, "He is not you."

After two or three seconds, he said again: "During that time, you were sad."

Perhaps being trusted and liked wholeheartedly by gentle people, the paranoid Alpha will gradually become peaceful.

Zhuang Yan leaned over and kissed him comfortingly. With just a slight touch, the initiative was reversed.

Chen E pressed the back of Omega's neck and kissed back with his eyes closed. He frowned slightly, with an urgent intensity, but carefully restrained a little, so as not to bite Zhuang Yan's lips.

In the end, my breathing became disordered, so I let him go.

Zhuang Yan's earlobe was red like blood, Chen E lowered his eyes and his voice was slightly hoarse.

"Xiaoyan," he said, "they are in Shenming Continent, and it won't be long before the results should come out."

But in fact, the interrogation process took longer than planned.

Zhuang Jin originally planned to take a week's annual leave after the work was over, but all plans fell through in the end.

Ming Zhou's mouth was as tight as a clam, and he couldn't pry it open no matter what.

The results of the examination have come out, he is indeed a pure human being, but there have been one or two tunneling experiences, and he has once occupied the body of others.

—But relying on his own ability alone, it is impossible to do this. The Academy of Sciences concluded that the real quantum life involved should be hidden elsewhere.

And when Mingzhou was being examined, Zhuang Jin couldn't see that this little **** still had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

He gritted his teeth angrily: "Mingzhou, if you don't tell me, I'll find someone to cut your brains open—I can really do such a thing, don't believe me."

Mingzhou slowly raised his pale face, smiled, and then asked in Zhuang Yan's tone:

"Brother, how could I not believe you?"

"…"Oh shit.

In this regard, after all, the means of the military department are powerful.

Zhuang Jin felt nauseated in his stomach, so he simply packed Mingzhou to Chen E's side, and put down his words: make any fuss, as long as you ask for the information before the person dies.

Chen E was busy with affairs, and he only showed up once on the day Mingzhou was sent here.

He was wearing a dark uniform, with black boots stepping on the ground, standing on a high place and looking down with indifference and majesty.

Mingzhou moved his gaze upwards a little, and felt a secret tormenting pain in his knee and the muzzle of the gun on his left hand.

He was afraid of Chen E.

Chen E is a vicious ghost who fought out of the real gunpowder and war. Ming Zhou is not wearing the skin of a Zhuang Yan now, and has nothing to rely on.

There is no way he will be forgiven, and he will even be tortured to death.

But there are always some secret and ridiculous thoughts in Ming Zhou's heart—

What if that higher life did not abandon itself? His whereabouts are erratic, and his methods are powerful, and he may have arranged other escape routes.

Or the Ming family is willing to make a move. After all, I am an Omega. Even if I can't send it out for marriage, I still have some reproductive value.

Given a chance, he could be saved.

But this opportunity never came, and within the same day, Ming Zhou was transferred to a dark cell.

There was no light, no bed, no food, not even the doctors who attended to the wounds.

There was a place in the upper right corner where water was dripping. When he was extremely thirsty, he struggled to crawl over it, letting the cold water drip on his nose and upper lip.

The water smelled of rust, maybe the pipes were not clean, or maybe it was stained with blood.

However, Mingzhou has nothing else that can be imported. He was hungry all the time, his stomach constricted in pain. The wound was not cleaned, and it began to itch and stink, exuding a decaying smell.

There is no concept of time passing in the darkness, and I don't know how many days have passed.

He gradually turned into a piece of rotten meat.

When his body was getting weaker and weaker, and he was gradually dying, Mingzhou briefly reviewed his life.

It turned out that he was just a complete loser, no matter on himself or Zhuang Yan, his life would only get worse and worse.

Mingzhou wept weakly, and felt remorse for everything. If he can live again—it doesn't need to be too long, just a few days, he is willing to trade everything.

At that time, the door of the dungeon was finally opened.

The bright light swayed back and forth, Ming Zhou's eyes were stinging, and he burst into tears.

He tried to close his eyelids, but was forcibly opened again. The man pinched him hard, shining bright light into his eyes.

"The quantum life that has been in contact with you," the other party pressed, "will arrange for you to leave the central star and escape to where?"

Ming Zhou's lips trembled.

"Say." The other party shouted.

His voice was soft and dry, and he managed to squeeze out three words: "Cape Town."

"Which area of ​​Cape Town?"

Ming Zhou shook his head, tears streaming down both sides of his cheeks.

"I don't know," he replied with breath and mouth movements, "He didn't tell me, I don't know."