Heroic Death System

“Hmm...” can cover his hidden, aching forehead, sit up slowly, soft quilt slides off him, revealing a trace of confusion. Spicy pain in the root of the thigh, underneath -- almost numb, with the man's things still inside. Every orgasm, he always shoots inside without wasting a penny.

He's not Omega or Beta. And the bastard tagged him on the first orgasm, and his vegetarians blended into his body, like brands.

Looking around, he was the only one left in the empty room, and Ryan should have been sent away by Ryan.

He walked out of bed, his legs softly into the bathroom, and was going to clean it up. Who knows how many times to rinse with water, the contents of the body can't come out, or gradually absorbed by themselves, the last drop is not left.

What's going on here? Still a little hairy, hands on the wall, left to spray warm water.

Forget it, I did it all. Why bother with this? I can't die anyway. You can look at your head on the wall and keep repeating in your mind what happened last night, entangling, crashing, possessing, madly intertwining like a beast.

“Ah--” Rhine, you wait, sooner or later it'll make you look good!

A punch could be thrown against the wall with anger in his eyes with water mist.

After taking a shower, Jean walks out of the bathroom and finds Rhine returning, he stands still in the room, dressed neatly, with a serene and dignified appearance.

Jean-Claude glared at him with anger, then turned to remove his clothes from his luggage and quickly changed them.

Rein's gaze shifted around his powerful waist, reminding him of a flame he raised last night as he looked - underneath - joyful, underneath - angry. He didn't do anything else, just watch him change his clothes quietly.

“Come here." Rhine's mouth carries an order.

He could stand two steps from him and stare silently at him.

Raine pulled his hand and pulled him in front of herself, lowering her head to smell it on her neck. She seemed quite satisfied between her eyebrows, letting go: “Pack it up and go home with me. ”

And, you, go home?

“Why should I go home with you?” There are some things that can't keep up with this man's mindset.

“I've helped you check out.” Rhine looked at the time and said, "Let's go home for dinner. ”

Jean-Claude couldn't bear to say, "Rhine, can you consult me before you do anything? ”

Rhineton paused and asked, "So where do you want to eat? ”

It's not a question of eating at all, okay? Jean-Claude's a little crazy.

"If you don't mind, come home for dinner. ”

“No, I decided to eat at the hotel!” There is still a way back.

“The hotel has a variety of vegetarians with a bad taste that is far less than your craftsmanship.” Rhine made a serious statement of the facts.

What's with all this happiness and boredom?

The corner of Jean-Claude's mouth twitched a few times, packed his bags and said: "Let's go. ”

“To where? ”

“Back to training camp.” Do your own food and clothes.

It would be pointless to meddle in such a small matter without refusing to give him a lift.

On the way, it suddenly seemed like something to think of, and he said, "Right, where's Ryan? Is he all right? ”

“Omega is a precious asset of the country, and I will not do anything to him.” Rhine coldly said, "But if I ever hear that name from you again, I'm afraid I won't be able to guarantee that he'll be all right again. ”

Yes: “…”

Back at the training camp, you can simply return to your dormitory and have no intention of inviting Rhine to dine with you.

Rhine looked at his back like he was asking the driver and muttering to himself: “Why aren't you even close to me when you've established a relationship? ”

The driver is silent: The lieutenant is Alpha! You just marked him like Omega, no emotional padding at all, who can stand it?

Looking at the Admiral, I don't seem to have noticed anything wrong at all. I really don't know whether I should sympathize with the Lieutenant or silence on behalf of the Admiral's tough means of not being sexy...

The following day, the leave can be cancelled and reinvested in training. He does not want to think about anything but training and working towards the early completion of his mission. To that end, he even blocked all communications. In the event of an emergency, his teammates will naturally notify him.

Every day he tries to clear the mark that Rhine leaves on him, and he can't go out with his breath. Once he met Zeke, he even turned around and ran away. Although he felt that Zeca was not the man he was looking for after all that time, he didn't want anyone to know that he had a man on his body.

Five days later, Rhine's tag can be successfully cleared. Alpha is inherently hard to leave a mark on, and if it's not too powerful for Rhine, it's simply impossible to succeed.

Out of the training room in sweat, he saw the person he didn't want to see the most, his expression stifled for a moment, and then started a military ceremony.

“Your training has been a bit excessive in recent days, your body...” Rein's voice pounded and his eyes stared sharply at Sankoh, “Where's my mark? ”

“Cleared.” Answer calmly.

“Really?” Rein's lips snagged, but his eyes were dangerously ticked, "I wouldn't mind marking you again. ”

“Rhine, if you sleep with me again in the future, I'll go find a Beta to sleep with. ”

“How dare you!” Rhine spoke coldly.

“What dare I? You and I are both Alpha, you can do it, I can do it.” Look him in the eye, "this sort of thing is normal in the army, but just take what you need. ”

“You can try.” Rhine's chest lit with anger, "I have a way to make you obey. ”

“Rhine, don't think of me as Omega who can only depend on Alpha, I'm not only a pure Alpha, but a soldier who sees honor as life.” Can you be serious, “you forced me so hard to ruin my life? When my ideals and honors are taken away from me, I will be worthless. Is that what you want? ”

“I never intended to take away your ideals and honors," said Reine. ”

“Then let me rest assured that I will serve my country and, like other General Alpha, realize my worth as a soldier on the battlefield.” You can see clearly and shine brilliantly.

Rhine was delighted and repressed, trying to tame him without trying to restrain him too much. If he is willing to approach himself proactively and trust himself, he is also willing to let him fly and to do everything in his power to help him achieve his ideals. However, he always resists himself and refuses to make love to him - is it because he first impresses him too badly?

Someone seemed completely unaware that the union of the two required emotional communication, rather than simply crushing them with desire, impulse and strength.

This pattern of behaviour is unacceptable and inappropriate. In fact, he didn't have any feelings for Rhine, just because he didn't have the palm mole, he couldn't let go of his concerns and go out with him. Rhine's strong approach built a thick firewall directly between the two. This leads to shame on those who like them and forced by the task, temporarily unable to leave, very painful inside.

For a moment of silence, Rhine handed the medicine box to Sankoh: "It contains 15 restorative and 15 voxel medicines, and it is good for your body that you train and drink one every day. ”

Still hesitated for a moment to pick up the kit: "Thank you. ”

Rhine nodded and glanced at him again and turned away.

Looking straight at his back, he had a strange feeling in his mind. Strange, how can you speak so well this time?

The next time, Rhine didn't look for Jean-Claude anymore, he just kept a close eye on it to prevent him from really messing with someone else. However, he is far more lucid than he imagined, except that training is training every day, let alone looking for people to fool around, or go out less often.

While Rhine appreciates his efforts, he also has a bit of a bad taste. Every time he was tired and couldn't stand steady, he tried to carry him into his room and ordered him to rest. But thinking about what he had said before, Rein suppressed his impulse, only to give him regular medications and arrange for him to be examined by a professional doctor. God knows he's going crazy trying to overwhelm him, especially after tasting his smell, forbidden - wanting to become an unbearable form of torture.

Fortunately, more than a month later, the war newspaper came and Rhine took his troops to the battlefield.

The war lasted for more than a year, engaging in more than a hundred confrontations with the insect race, each time with a leading cadet, the military accumulated speed, but in three months it was converted from special forces reserve to full members of special forces.

His high tactics are also well known in the army.

During the truce, Jesse, who had challenged Sankoh, was embarrassed to come to him and ask him for his combat skills. Instead of hiding it, simply decompose your martial arts into videos and distribute them to other comrades for communication.

What can still be learned in systematic space is ancient martial arts, a collection of martial arts essences of all eras, without a solid foundation, it is difficult to exert its true power. But there's something to learn from the trick.

Empire fighters tend to be power-oriented, inflexible and lacking in change. They didn't feel there was anything wrong before, but after studying the martial arts, they realized what was exquisite, what was unexpected, and what was changing.

Shanko's martial arts videos soon swept the entire army, creating a trend of learning ancient martial arts. Shortly afterwards, some of these videos were uploaded onto the public network, triggering another shock and enthusiasm. This martial arts technique is called the "Mo Dance” and, along with Fillmore's name, leaves a heavy mark in the evolution of the military.

Due to the tremendous echoes of the Ink Dance, he could have been promoted from lieutenant to captain a year later.

“Look, it's Fillmore.” At the celebration, several Omega and Beta were able to walk into the venue and focus on each other.

“Yeah, is he with Brigadier General Lancelot? ”

“Ah - they're both so good, who should I choose? ”

“People only choose beauties if they want to, so don't dream about it. ”

“Hmm, maybe they like Beta like me? ”

“Hehe. ”

Jean-Claude wore a finely tailored white dress today, in stark contrast to Rhine's black dress. The two of them stood together and did not know how many people were attracted to them.

I don't really like this kind of occasion, but the invitation came from the marshal himself. It's hard to push, so I can only come with Rhine.

For more than a year, Rein had not acted on him for more than a moment, and he had finally let go of some mustard in his heart. After all, there is not much time and energy to deal with the bugs every day. All he wants now is to complete his mission as soon as possible and then leave the world.

Coco's mentality, Rhine noticed something. In this period of time, apart from training, he fought and lived like a robot if he left everyone. According to his origins, such a manifestation is somewhat unusual.

Rhine thinks Jean-Claude wasn't supposed to be like this, and he should be a little more cheerful and happy. From the food he makes, he can feel it, he knows how to enjoy life, not as hard and tired as he is today, only to fight.

After dealing with the Nth person who came to toast, he rubbed some dizzy forehead and listened to the people around him, suddenly feeling tired. Only two years have passed in this world, and it seems to be more difficult than all the worlds we have experienced before. Is it because he's not here?

“If you're tired, go home and rest.” Rhine walked up to him sometime, held his back, and lowered his voice.

He nodded without noticing how close he was. Follow his lead and prepare to go outside.

At this time, there was a laugh next to them, and several officers came over and greeted them with enthusiasm, inevitably another cup of bumping.

Rhine helped Jean block a few rounds of wine without a trace to keep him cold with these people. In front of Rhine, a few people dared not to be rude, laughing a few words and walking away.

When Rhine turns around, he finds out he's gone.

He frowned and walked out of the hall. Just saw Zeke holding Jean-Claude in the car and whistling away.

As soon as Rhine's face sank, he started his car and quickly chased it up.

But for a moment, Rhine overtook Zeca's car, and then a steep turn blocked the road.

Zeka was frightened by a cold sweat and stopped less than ten centimeters from each other. Seeing Rhine get out of the car, he whispers bad luck. It would be a shame to look back at the sleeplessness of the co-pilot. Tonight's rare opportunity to fight with Jean-Claude was stopped by Rain.

“Down!” Rhine opened the door, glancing coldly at Zeca, then reaching out to Sankoh.

He could look at Rhine vaguely, not seeing each other in the night, but feeling familiar, his subconscious reached over and let him pull himself into his arms.

Still reliable on him, hands around his waist.

Rhine was heartbeat and rejoiced at his unconscious closeness.

He shoots two sharp eyes at Zeca, warning: "He's mine, you better not let me know you're hitting on him. ”

Zeke was stunned first, and then he was surprised: "Do you like him? He's an Alpha. Will your family admit him?” Unlike him, Rhine would not have done it if he hadn't been identified.

“This is my business. You don't have to worry about it. Just mind your own business.” Rhine kicked the door and took Jean back to his car.

“Tsk. Too bad, it's too slow, now it's gone.” Zeka stared at the magnetic float truck from afar and sighed.

Rhine carried Sangkou all the way, still smelling the familiarity just now, like a kitten scratching, itchy.

Driving into his own villa, Rein did not rush into the house, but turned to look at Sankoh, flashing two flames of heat in his eyes.

“Phil.” Rhine leaned closer to Shanko and bit him gently on his lips.

“Hmm?” She opened her eyes and seemed to see the familiar figure in the moment. She couldn't help but feel the sourness in her heart. Long loneliness and misery almost swallowed him up.

Rhine looked at his hazy eyes, his heart was hot, and his powerful and hegemonic message was full of space.

He lowered the chair with his reverse hand and hugged Jean Coco for a quick kiss.

It's him… yet immersed in his aura, unable to think.

In a narrow car, two hot bodies entwined tightly together and completely forgot me. Low - wheezing, grinding, vibrating… interwoven and reciprocating, adding an obscure colour to the night.