MTL - Old Injury-Chapter 25

【If only omega is enough, why give beta the possibility of giving birth? Is this the kindness or cruelty of the c20? 】

Everything after that is like a sudden catastrophe, a disaster no one can predict.

Under the absolute power of alpha, my struggles are useless and ridiculous, as if I want to refuse and welcome.

Song Bailao has completely turned into a ferocious, lust-chasing beast. He leaned close to my neck, opened his mouth and seemed to want to bite down, but was blocked by the bite stopper, so he could only growl in annoyance while gripping my wrist harder.

In the past two years, although Song Bailao and I have only met each other on the rooftop, our relationship has not always been so pleasant. But it is undeniable that there is some kind of connection between us, a kind of friendship. To say that friendship is too heavy, and to say that they cherish each other is also disgusting. After thinking about it, it can probably be called "friends of gentlemen". Cool as water, a trickle, and illuminated by the bright afternoon sun, it can also give birth to a fleeting eagerness.

Even more terrifying is that after the seemingly endless conquest and plunder, I ushered in the real pain of **** - he ended up.

Alpha will only form knots in estrus, which is conducive to better omega conception. But I'm not an omega, and my body doesn't have the flexibility of an omega. Although Beta also has a fertility sac in its body, we are actually not suitable for childbearing. After the fetus is full-term, Beta must choose a caesarean section to give birth to a child. Our body has no way to give birth naturally.

In that long process, every minute and every second was torment, as if a hammer was hitting my internal organs and scraping my flesh, making me so painful that I just wanted to escape from rejection. But every time I shivered and crawled out, trying to shake off the hammer, Song Bailao grabbed my feet and dragged me back mercilessly.

In the end, I didn't even know when I fainted, and when I woke up again, the terrifying bone pain had disappeared, replaced by the terrifying soreness of the muscles all over my body.

I shifted my gaze, sat up from the ground with difficulty, and saw Song Bailao sitting cross-legged at my feet with the letter Zhu Li gave me in his hand, looking at him carefully.

He seemed to sense that I was awake, and read out the contents of the letter without hesitation: "...I like you, even though I know it is wrong to do so, but I I also want to try to express my love to you. I once said to you: 'As long as I work hard, I can always change my destiny, and I can also reap love'. Unfortunately, I can only think of such a humble effort Way, please forgive me and give me a chance. Because, I just... love you too much."

In the end, he couldn't bear to scratch the letter in his hand and looked up at me.

Similar to Fang Cai, there is fire in his eyes, but the nature is very different, this time it is the anger that wants to kill.

I just suffered his inhuman ravages, and I was all in fear of him. I put my hands on the ground all of a sudden, and couldn't stop moving back.

Suddenly, he grabbed my ankle and dragged me back, pounced on my neck.

"Ning Yu, do you think I'm an idiot who thinks only with the lower body?" He knelt on my knees beside my body, pressing me down with the strength of his upper body, his drooping eyes were A terrifying blood shrouded.

I hurriedly broke his hand, but under his overwhelming strength, it was still to no avail.

I don't know what he's talking about, there's clearly something wrong with it, I try to explain, squeezing a voice out of my throat: "I...no..."

The strength of his hand is getting heavier and heavier, and I even start to see black patches in front of my eyes. My every move challenged his nerves that were about to explode, and he vented all the hatred for being fooled on me.

"Do you think that as long as you do it with me, you can become special and change your **** fate? Stop dreaming, if you are a golden omega, maybe it is possible." He Approaching me, the bloodshot eyes stared at me for a moment, "But you are a beta. You are always trash, only a beta that is treated as trash!"

He is like a dragon whose tail is caught by a beast. He is furious and sprays venom everywhere. He wants to trample everything around him and destroy it, including me, the unfortunate one who was caught by him as a clip. ghost.

At that time, I was only one foot away from death, the air I breathed became less and less, my consciousness gradually faded away, and despair and fear filled my soul.

I dig his fingers in pain, tears falling from the corners of my eyes.

If I had died at that time, it would be comforting except that I didn't have to be a virgin until I died, and the other things were really a series of inexplicable things.

I don't know if it was my desire to survive that brought back Song Bailao's conscience. I didn't care about anything else, and took the opportunity to take a deep breath and let the air fill my lungs again.

The fierce fist wind swept across my cheeks, and Song Bailao punched the ground next to my head, so frightened I didn't dare to move. After a long while, he withdrew his hand tiredly and got up slowly.

"Don't let me see you again, Ning Yu." He looked down at me condescendingly, blood dripping from the knuckle of his right finger, "You really make me sick."

He stepped over my body indifferently, opened the heavy iron door that could not be opened before, and left the equipment room without looking back.

I paused on the ground for a long time, covered my neck and sat up again, trembling to pick up the letter.

The more I look at it, the colder I get. This is not Zhu Li's confession letter, it is mine.

The handwriting is mine, the signature at the end of the letter is mine, and even the words in it...are what I have said.

How can this be?

I try to console myself that there must be some misunderstanding. But then, I found a small timer sprayer in the corner of the equipment room. The reservoir was empty, but I could still smell a faint weird smell from the spout. I quickly realized that it belonged to the omega. Pheromones.

Although the sale of omega pheromones is strictly prohibited in China, there are still many alphas who use it as a prop for fun, relying on it in bed to induce their "potential", want to buy it Not hard to get.

Zhu Li worked very hard to end this brother game that she had carefully designed for two years before she left. He carefully arranged a game and told me to step into it stupidly. The depth of the city and the good patience, he really deserves to be an excellent omega that is on a par with Song Bailao.

His schemes are unbelievably vicious, but they are truly effective.

Zhu Li leaned against the door of my room, saw me walking towards him, turned sideways to let me in.

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I pressed him sideways against the door frame, took out the crumpled letter and asked him, "What's going on?"

It was stupid, but I still had hope.

I don't want to believe that my brother has suddenly turned into a demon, and I don't even want to think that his goodness to me may be all in disguise.

The human body has its own set of stress protection system, which operates silently after sudden bad luck. Compared to being confused by Song Bai, I wanted to know why Zhu Li did this.

"What's the matter?" Zhu Li showed a look of "what are you talking about", and the curvature of her lips did not decrease, "Isn't it obvious? Everything you suffered tonight was I designed it. Strictly speaking, all the bullying you encountered when you entered Shangshan was also under my acquiescence."

He pushed me away and stepped gracefully into my room, stroking my furniture along the wall with his fingertips.

"Do you think I really take you as my brother? A beta whose mother is a ** and whose father doesn't even know who it is, even wants to be my brother?" The smile on his face became more and more Good-looking, the words in the mouth are more vicious.

I was trembling all over, and that hope was finally shattered and disillusioned.

"I never... didn't ask you to treat me as your younger brother, but yourself..." At first, he clearly asked me to call him "brother", but in his mouth, it became me Shameless to post it upside down.

"Xiaoyu, no matter how mean your mother is, in front of outsiders, she still pretends to be a lady. In the same way, no matter how much I hate you, I have to pretend to be amiable, like A kind and perfect omega. It's a skill a human must have, and you'll have to learn it one day." He leaned against my desk and pulled out a pen from the pen holder to play with.

I watched him take out a small piece of metal device from the pen cap, a flash of light flashed in my mind, and I dared not say anything: "You pressed the bug on me?"

This makes sense, why what I only said in front of Song Bailao appeared in the letter.

"Yeah, I know your rhetoric in front of Song Bailao, saying that you want to change your fate and that you can adapt to Shangshan." He released his fingers, threw the miniature bug on the ground, and used his feet trampled. It's like trampling my self-esteem and beliefs.

"Stop dreaming, Ning Yu." He almost said the same words as Song Bailao.

I opened my eyes, clenched my fists and rushed up to grab his shirt, his arms were raised, but he was not afraid at all: "Believe it or not, as long as you dare to do it, I can do it tomorrow. Tell you and your mother to get out of the Zhu family?"

I stiffened there, and the hand holding his shirt went from trembling to calm, and then put it down.

He stroked the clothes on his chest, and said in an understatement: "What does it matter? You are beta anyway, and you won't get pregnant if you **** it once."

I clenched my fists tightly, fingernails digging into my palm: "Go out."

Zhu Li shrugged indifferently, and quickly left my room.

I was the only one left, I tore up the love letter and threw it in the trash, then took off my clothes and went into the bathroom.

When the bruise all over my body was reflected in the mirror, it was like pressing a switch, and the stress lost its effect in an instant. I began to whimper in pain, my fingernails scratched at my skin, and I knelt and huddled against the cold tiles in a self-deceiving defensive posture.

Zhu Li is a very strong perfectionist, he framed me because I was the unpleasant presence in his life. He designed Song Bailuo, which I understand later when I think about it. Although they all have the badges representing the best three, Song Bailao's three-year high school career has really crushed him, making him unwilling to rank second, unable to become Shang Shan's most perfect No.1.

He hates us, so we should be his toys.