Chapter 49 Bite Marks

"Let me carry it for you, brother."

Jiang Xun was the first to speak.

He walked past a few people and went straight to Chen Luan, reaching out to take the box on Chen Luan's back: "It looks heavy."

The huge box tilted sideways and pressed against Chen Luan's back in an uncoordinated manner.

It's like carrying a coffin.

"It is very heavy. Are you sure you can do it?" Chen Luan took down the box easily. The beautiful muscles on his arms and shoulders did not bulge into a knotted ball, but stretched out into an arc with graceful shape and strength.

"Um."

Jiang Xun responded and raised his hand to pick up——

I couldn't lift it at once.

He was stunned for a moment.

"How about I do it?" Chen Luan crossed his arms and smiled at him leisurely with the corners of his lips curved.

"Let me do it." Qin Yang stepped forward and held out his hand. "I often help Assistant Chen move things at school."

"Need not."

Jiang Xun immediately tightened the strap in his hand, looked at Qin Yang gloomily, and used some strength to throw the box onto his back.

The heavy box even caused him to lean forward slightly, and his shoulders immediately began to ache.

He frowned slightly.

But Chen Luan clearly looked very relaxed just now. Is the difference in physical strength between them so big?

"It's not right to carry it like this. If we really go to the battlefield, we'll be exhausted before we even reach the mission point."

A soft laugh came from his ear, and a hand reached out to hook the strap around his shoulder.

Chen Luan walked behind Jiang Xun and adjusted the position of the box.

The heavy feeling on my shoulders was immediately relieved a lot.

Chen Luan was patting the box and was distracted again.

In the past, he had helped Jiang Mingming carry the gun many times. When the mecha was in operation, he would use the mecha to carry the gun, and when the mecha was not in operation, he would carry the gun himself.

The first time he volunteered to help Jiang Mingming carry the gun, the latter simply threw the gun on his back. He was only 14 at the time and was almost knocked down by the gun.

At that time, Jiang Mingming was also standing behind him like he is now, adjusting his position and telling him that it was not right to carry him like that.

Even the words they say are exactly the same.

"What's wrong, brother?"

Jiang Xun's voice came from the front.

Chen Luan blinked and came back to his senses. He raised his hand and rubbed Jiang Xun's hair: "It's okay, let's go."

Several people entered the shooting range together. The four alphas carried Chen Luan on their backs and pushed each other silently all the way. Wu Ning covered the back of his neck and fell a little further behind. He began to envy Chen Luan who was walking among them without being affected.

Beta is so cool!

The outdoor shooting range is very spacious, and the bright orange afternoon sun shines on the gentle slope covered with green lawns. There is a control tower on the top of the slope, two gun racks at the bottom of the slope, and a row of parasols on the side.

Opposite is a large open space with some electrically controlled targets, which are controlled and moved by the staff in the control tower.

Wu Ning pulled off the sunglasses from his goggles, folded his long legs, and comfortably lay down on a rattan chair under a parasol. He called for a staff member to fetch some drinks, then waved lazily at Chen Luan and the others with a curved red lip. "You guys have fun. Boss Zhou is picking up the tab for everything today."

When high-level alphas were fighting, she decided not to join in the fun.

Meanwhile, Chen Luan took off the box from Jiang Xun's back and opened it.

During the movement, the wristband on his wrist rubbed against it and moved up a little, revealing a little red mark on the edge.

Qin Yang, who helped bring the ammunition box, paused as soon as he put the box next to Chen Luan.

The scent of agarwood floated slightly in the air, and Qin Yang frowned almost imperceptibly.

"Assistant Chen."

Chen Luan, who was adjusting his gun, didn't look up: "Hmm?"

"What happened to your hand?"

hand?

Chen Luan raised his hand and took a look, only to notice that the wrist guard he had worn today to cover his wrist was crooked.

He re-fastened his wristband, raised his eyelids and glanced at Jiang Ling beside him, curling his lips into a sneer: "It was bitten by the disobedient fierce dog at home."

But Qin Yang noticed Chen Luan's eyes and his gaze fell on Jiang Xun's face.

If he was not mistaken, the pheromones remaining on the bite mark should belong to Jiang Xun.

Could Chen Luan recognize the wrong person?

He raised his eyebrows and looked into Jiang Xun's calm eyes: "Oh. A humanoid fierce dog."

Zhou Pei, who had been standing at the back and listening to the whole thing, came over while putting on protective gear. He pushed his glasses seriously and said, "My friend opened a dog ethics academy. How about sending him there for correction?"

"Instead of worrying about this, Master Zhou might as well fasten Zhou Jing's zipper first."

Jiang Ling turned around and sat down, resting his hands on the back of the chair, leaning back in the lounge chair. His light amber eyes were dark, and he crossed his legs and gave Zhou Pei a flamboyant smile, revealing the sharp canine teeth under his lips. He slowly uttered words to choke Zhou Pei: "Tell him to stop coming out to cause trouble."

Zhou Pei: “.”

The smile on Zhou Pei's face disappeared immediately.

A green and miserable aura of resentment began to emerge from his body again.

So not only the pheromones in the mouth, but also the pheromones in the air began to buzz.

And Chen Luan was still thinking.

He had only heard of the Cat Virtue Academy, and all the cats that came out of there were good cats with good morals who wanted to be petted, hugged, and kissed.

As for making a certain dog become adorable by being petted, hugged, and kissed?

Thinking of the large clinging animal at home that seemed to want to hang on to him 24 hours a day and couldn't be torn off, Chen Luan curled his lips.

...Forget it then.

The pheromones in the air are still pulling each other's hair.

Chen Luan couldn't feel it.

He put on his protective gear and set up his gun, then turned around and made a few gestures to the control console from a distance.

Zhou Pei and the Jiang twins couldn't understand.

Qin Yang had a vague impression of the gestures used by the coaches to select target positions.

It seems to be a moving target? I don't know the details.

Wu Ning, who was sitting not far away sipping iced orange juice, sat up and flipped up his sunglasses. "Huh? You picked a super long-range, fast-moving target right away, with jammers? Why don't you put down a few fixed targets first to get familiar with them?"

"No need." Chen Luan's fingers lightly brushed across the gun, and a confident arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He knew this gun better than any other model.

In fact, the mecha technicians in the base didn't have to learn so much. Chen Luan's shooting and fighting skills were all taught by Jiang Mingming, including the heavy sniper, which she was best at.

When Jiang Mingming was still around, Chen Luan was only responsible for creating opportunities for her to be sniped.

After Jiang Mingming died, Chen Luan installed a heavy sniper gun set in the weapon slot behind the mecha.

Later, when she couldn't fire the gun, he fired it himself.

It was as if Jiang Mingming was still by his side.

——Even in the competition with Huo Lin, it was he who requested to equip an extra set of artillery.

Chen Luan knelt on one knee almost casually, holding the gun with his shoulder blade against the butt.

The dark and cold gun body formed a strong contrast with his exposed arm, which appeared a warm jade color in the golden-orange sunlight, as if it was glowing.

Her crow-feather eyelashes drooped slightly, and her gaze was cast calmly at the shooting range in front of her.

There was no ripple in those cold grey eyes, not even any deliberate focus, only a calmness that was almost indifferent.

The wind blowing towards him seemed to turn into a transparent river at this moment, and Chen Luan was a silent monument standing still in the flowing water.

Without looking back, Chen Luan raised his slender fingers wearing black half-finger gloves and made a simple gesture.

In the distance, more than 20 targets, which were almost reduced to a point due to the distance between them, suddenly moved at the same time, at a speed so fast that they almost left afterimages, which was dazzling to watch.

And at the moment when those targets moved, Chen Luan moved.

There was no hesitation, no pause, no breathing adjustment, and it even made people doubt whether he was aiming at all.

The muscles where the shoulder and the butt of the gun meet tensed instantly, and the index finger lightly pressed the trigger.

What followed was a continuous, almost uninterrupted roar, like thunder rolling underfoot.

Brass bullet casings kept popping out and falling at the feet, making a tinkling sound.

The targets in the distance began to fall one after another, and a dazzling red mist burst out, floating upwards with the wind.

Until even the echo of gunfire completely died down, the shooting range fell into an eerie silence.

Fifteen target points and seven interference targets.

All the target points were hit accurately, and none of the interference targets were scratched at all.

Even the pheromones that were pushing each other in the air were frozen.

Chen Luan slowly released his finger on the trigger, stood up steadily, glanced towards the shooting range, and a smile gradually appeared in his eyes.

"It's okay, I'm not new to it."

No one spoke.

Chen Luan turned around and saw a row of human-shaped sculptures standing there, looking like a few silly geese.

The twins looked at Chen Luan's eyes, which still retained some sharpness and coldness, opened their mouths and remained silent.

They had always known that Chen Luan's marksmanship was excellent, but they had never imagined that he would be so strong.

But he is Chen Luan.

Chen Luan is the youngest combat instructor in the S17 base records, the captain of the Yunci team with the largest number of wild beasts killed and the smallest casualty ratio.

And this gun...

Jiang Xun and Jiang Ling's eyes fell on the cold black gun.

Looks very familiar.

It is basically identical to the model that Chen Luan cherishes and places on his desk.

"Why, you want to learn?"

Chen Luan narrowed his eyes at Jiang Xun and Jiang Ling, and snapped his fingers in front of the dazed two: "Come back to your senses."

The sharpness in his eyes, which seemed to be an illusion to them, completely dissolved and dissipated, replaced by the usual lazy and peaceful smile.

"Um."

"Then try the most basic one first."

Chen Luan took down two entry-level models from the gun rack: "I'll teach you."

Zhou Pei, watching Chen Luan carefully demonstrating and correcting the twins' posture, sighed sourly at Wu Ning, who had come up to him out of nowhere. "When I wanted to learn shooting from him, he just left me to Coach Zhang."

Wu Ning drank the juice to the bottom of the cup in one gulp, without even looking at Zhou Pei, and said with a chuckle: "Because you're bad. You fired ten shots and nine missed the target. The only one that hit was the one you were aiming at target number 4, but you accidentally hit target number 7."

Zhou Pei: “.”

Can we not mention it?

The sun gradually set and the shooting range became dark.

Finally, they put away their guns and prepared to go home.

During this period, Jiang Xun and Jiang Ling suffered a major defeat when they fired a gun for the first time.

Jiang Ling barely brushed the edge of the target, while Jiang Xun missed it completely.

Qin Yang immediately showed off his skills by hitting several ten-ring shots secretly, and then Chen Luan slapped him on the back of the head, asking him to take so long to aim at a fixed target. Was he planning to steal the business from the yellow-haired man who was blowing up balloons at the entrance of the amusement park after graduation?

As for Zhou Pei.

He couldn't withstand the recoil after firing the first shot. If Chen Luan hadn't quickly helped to suppress it, his face would have been swollen by the flying gun body.

Chaos ensued at the shooting range.

Jiang Ling and Jiang Xun were determined to score a ten-ring today, and asked Chen Luan for guidance from time to time.

Qin Yang was poked on the head by Chen Luan, pointing out his shortcomings and flaws. He was told to practice again if he wanted to join the fleet.

Zhou Pei...

As long as he's alive, Chen Luan needs to pay attention to prevent him from accidentally killing himself. The rest is - go have fun and have fun.

In short, by the time it was over, Chen Luan was so tired that he was a little dazed and didn't want to talk.

It feels like a beagle that has slipped away for a day and has passed its best-case scenario.

Or slide four at the same time.

Several alphas also felt tired - mainly mentally.

The high-intensity 1v3 pheromone collisions for an entire afternoon were a bit overwhelming for several people, so on the way back, except for Wu Ning who had watched the show for the entire afternoon, everyone was silent as ghosts.

When passing through the hall, Chen Luan stopped again.

He skillfully turned across the corridor and stood in front of the huge glass display case.

The gun was lying in the cabinet, and the three crooked letters JMM on the butt were reflected in Chen Luan's eyes.

He lowered his eyes and gently rested his forehead against the cabinet.

Sister, I’m leaving.

Jiang Ling and Jiang Xun stood not far away and watched all this.

They were not unfamiliar with the three letters jmm. They were in the white jungle of the underground base, next to the captain of the Cloud Thorn team.

The twins' eyes simultaneously fell on the model number under the display case: AS-3507k.

They took note.

When several people were about to go their separate ways at the gate, Qin Yang noticed the side of Jiang Ling's neck, which was inadvertently exposed and pressed by the collar.

There was a red, regular bite mark, one of which was particularly darker, as if left by a canine tooth.

He remembered that when Chen Luan smiled, there was a very obvious and beautiful canine tooth on the right side of his lip.

The scent of Qin Yang's agarwood in the air, which seemed to be always calm, finally started to ignite.

He raised his dark eyes and looked at Jiang Ling, meeting Jiang Ling's provocative gaze.

The latter was now lying on Chen Luan's back affectionately, with his arms around Chen Luan's waist and shoulders, whispering in his ear:

"Chen Luan, can I sleep in your bed tonight? My back hurts from sleeping on the sofa."

boom--

The flame finally ignited.

Emotions surged in the alpha's black eyes.

them,

What stage has it reached?

Why are there bite marks on Jiang Ling’s neck left by Chen Luan?

Why are there marks left by Jiang Xun on Chen Luan’s wrist?

Why does Chen Luan always have the scent of Jiang Ling and Jiang Xun?

And why,

Will sleep in...

On a bed.

For the first time, Qin Yang's previous belief that Chen Luan only treated them as younger brothers was shaken.

In the past, he could have regarded the alpha pheromones that appeared on Chen Luan's body as an inevitable contamination from living together.

But when the bite marks appear,

He found that he could no longer convince himself easily.

He watched closely as Chen Luan and his two so-called brothers pulled each other into the car, and on Chen Luan's face was a smile of indulgence that he had never seen in the military academy.

That little spark finally turned into a prairie fire in the air.

Qin Yang's mind suddenly echoed the words Yu Xiaotan shouted at him in the corridor while laughing:

Are you just going to give him up like this?

The alpha's fingers slowly tightened.

He got into the car in silence, his face still looking calm and composed, but he stepped on the accelerator to the limit, and the engine made a tearing roar.

After that day, there were several rains in Qiwei City.

The platinum sun that had been scorching for a whole summer finally dimmed slowly as if it had been drenched in water.

The chirping of cicadas gradually became thinner and hoarse in the less scorching air, like the intermittent hoarse and weak echoes of an old radio, and finally disappeared completely one day.

The sky became high, clear and blue, and the air became fresh. The wind passed through the branches of the trees, suddenly bringing down a prematurely withered leaf.

The leaf swirled and fell towards the stationery store, which was once again crowded with children and adults, and the air was filled with the smell of ink from fresh pages of books.

Summer is over.

The twins of the Jiang family stayed at Chen Luan's place for the entire summer vacation. They only returned to the Jiang residence for half a day on the day they applied for college. As soon as it got dark, they stood at the door of Chen Luan's house again, dragging their suitcases.

Jiang Ling still had injuries on his face.

He said that he had a fight with the old man because he did not enroll in the school according to the old man's wishes.

Now the old man has suspended their bank supplementary cards and they are homeless.

Chen Luan leaned against the door with his arms folded, and asked Jiang Ling with a smile whether he had won the fight this time, and told her that he was not allowed to enter if he had not won.

Jiang Ling said happily, "Of course," grinning like a filial son.

A week before the military academy started, Jiang Ling and Jiang Xun received the school uniforms sent by the military academy.

Two sets of black cadet uniforms of the same size, the star badges on the epaulettes reflecting a bright silver metallic luster.

On the same day, Qin Yang, who had arrived at school early, received an email from the grade department.

The document required him to serve as a class assistant for the new main subject teacher Chen Luan for one month when the new students started school. The names of Jiang Xun and Jiang Ling were prominently listed in the class list he was responsible for.