Chapter 9 Chapter 9 Alpha is going to be strong...
This alpha man is not going to let me go, he wants to stab me!
"You only have two choices." The alpha put the knife on my neck again, his tone sinister and threatening.
I also smelled a fishy odor, which came from his wound that had been opened and not treated.
"I can't do it! I said no and it's impossible!" This is a matter of life and death! Even if you throw my head on the ground, I can't do it!
I don't care how you rebels assassinate important figures and the president, but if you insist on dragging an innocent person like me into this, that's not acceptable!
Thinking of this, I stiffened my neck and said, "I won't do it!"
However, my rare backbone was not praised by this man. Instead, it made him lose his temper and he kicked the stool and knocked me to the ground!
I landed face down on the ground, then suddenly jumped up, took the opportunity to break free from the rope, and punched the source of the sound!
Did you think grandma got out of the no-man's land by playing rock-paper-scissors? When I stabbed you, you little cabbage kid, was probably still rummaging through the trash can!
The punch landed solidly on the alpha's face, knocking him to the ground.
I quickly dropped the black cloth covering my eyes and finally saw the man's face clearly.
After I saw the person clearly, I raised my fist in the air and hit him in the stomach.
"Ahem!" he cried out in pain.
Wow, he is worthy of being an alpha, both his appearance and breathing are very vigorous.
Then you can't hit him in the face, you have to find another place to punch him.
So I punched him twice in the stomach before he could react.
He broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, and the already cracked wound completely broke open under my heavy blow, and the warm red liquid quickly stained his clothes.
"When did you break free?" He gasped, clutching his stomach. He looked up and asked me.
Wheat-colored skin, wide amber eyes, and thick brown hair. Further down, I could see his two grandmothers wrapped in leather jackets, shaking violently in pain.
That’s the vibe. If I keep watching, I’m going to become a miner again.
"Do you think people who can grow up safely to adulthood and obtain citizenship in the slums are soft persimmons?" Seeing that he had no strength to move, I sat on the ground and started to argue with him about trivial matters.
Alpha said nothing, and the deafening silence shook me.
"You really haven't thought about it." I was shocked and gave this alpha another nickname after Olvera's "Psycho" and Kirsty's "Retarded" - Idiot.
What's wrong with you, Ali? How can anyone in your organization be so clueless? You sent this thing to test me?
He lay on the ground panting for a long time before he slowly sat up. Perhaps because I saw his face, he gave up on himself and just faced me.
"You go and deliver it."
"No, and you can't threaten me anymore." I straightened my back. "I'll explain it to you. I've seen your face clearly. If you want to hide your identity, you have to listen to me."
He frowned and was about to reach for the knife, but was stopped by my words.
"You killed me, and the inspector found you first when he tracked me down."
"Heh." He laughed helplessly and furiously.
I continued to reason with him, "If you kill me, you'll be exposed, and if I deliver the box, I'll be shot. How about this, we both take a step back. You don't kill me, and I won't deliver the box. How's that? Isn't that fair?"
Alpha: "...trash!"
Oh my god, this idiot is not really an idiot!
I looked him over with a look of disbelief and said, "I just don't want to see you off, so what?"
Yes, I promised to help Ali get the box back.
But I immediately regretted it for the sake of my life, so what can I do?
Keeping one's word and being loyal are things that only living people can do. Who cares about this and that when a person is dead?
The poor in the slums had no concept of public prestige. Cash on delivery was the norm. Credit was out of the question. Even if they starved to death, they wouldn't buy on credit.
Alpha couldn't do anything to me, and he didn't have the ability to help me, so the two of us were stuck in the small dark room.
After a long time, he suddenly raised his eyes and looked at me, his amber eyes looking as if he had endured something extremely disgusting.
He said, “Are you lecherous?”
My facial features immediately distorted, "Can you speak? How am I lustful?"
"If you're not a lecher, can you get in the inspector's car?"
"I was forced!" When it came to my character, I instinctively defended myself, "You don't know, he threatened me with my brother, saying that if I didn't become his lover, he would have my brother expelled from university!"
Never mind. This guy is very useful anyway, so let him take the blame.
When the love reached its peak, my eyes moistened. "He and I grew up together, living together in the slums. I'm a beta, so even if I go to school, I won't have much chance of success. It's better to send him to college. I can still count on him to work hard after graduation and take me to the Keya District."
He looked skeptical, "Really?"
"How could it be false? Just ask around in the slums and you'll find out," I replied.
Hey, if you ask, I can also find out your identity.
"You...did he really force you?" He frowned, looking like he didn't quite believe my sweet talk.
"It's up to you whether you believe it or not." I was devastated. "I can't die. If I die, what will happen to my brother who is still in college? He's a junior in college, and he needs money for internships, accommodation, food, and social activities. If I die, he'll be left with nothing."
Alpha fell silent again.
This time, after a long while, he finally said in a low voice, "So I was forced to do it. Otherwise, I could still..."
I pricked up my ears. "What else can I do?"
His gaze shifted for a moment, and he changed the subject, saying, "This box was sent from No Man's Land. It's the only time in five years."
I immediately looked kind and said, "Go on."
I waited for him to tell me more details, but he kept moving his lips up and down, unwilling to reveal a single word. Even when I put my fist to his face, he still refused to say anything.
I'm so annoyed! All of you riddlers, get out of this world!
I was so angry that I punched him in the stomach again.
He was already lying on the ground, barely breathing. It seemed that tying me up and putting me in a small dark room was his limit.
"How can you... send it to me?" He gasped intermittently.
Why is this person so stubborn? Does he really need me to deliver it?
I squatted in front of him, frowned and began to think about the situation in the no-man's land.
No man's land is just a name. In fact, there are a lot of people in it, and most of them are A and O. B like me are actually a minority.
Everyone was crowded in the dark and narrow mine, digging the walls day after day and then sending the ore to the surface.
I have lived in the no-man's land for sixteen years and have never heard of any big shot who only appears once every five years, nor have I found out the specific functions of these minerals.
Because they were so busy, the people around them were either mining or doing bioengineering. If they could afford to raise their children, they would join them in the mining, and if they couldn't, they would just throw them into the landfill to fend for themselves.
If the box contains ore stolen from an uninhabited area, the best way to avoid being discovered by customs is to take the slum smuggling route.
Did the person responsible for delivering the box also come from the no-man's land? Was it a collusion between the inside and the outside?
I gritted my teeth secretly.
It’s amazing! Poor people don’t have many channels to obtain information, and the things they come up with with great difficulty are not all correct.
What assassination of a big shot? That’s not the case at all!
After realizing that I had fallen into blind spots caused by information isolation many times, I began to feel anxious again.
I hate anxiety, and I also hate these capricious twists and turns. It's like I'm a cockroach whose brain is about to be chopped off, and my body disappears while I'm still stuffing rice grains into my mouth.
I have to send the box! Not only for the present, but also for my future!
"I'll take him there," I said, helping him up with a scorching gaze. "I promised you, I'll take him there. But you have to ensure my safety. Don't let anything happen to me!"
He didn't understand why I agreed now when I had just refused, but he was still relieved.
"What's your name... Never mind." I was a little anxious.
It was already evening, and there were only less than 10 hours left until the appointed time on the 27th. During this time, I had to find out where Olvera had put the box.
I didn't even have time to think about whether Ali had made any backup plans and whether she had already gone to find Olvera.
Given Ali's personality, it is very likely that she would directly assassinate Olvera and snatch the box.
After leaving the small dark room, I looked around and found that it was the West District.
The alpha man also lived in the West District? No, he must be one of the overseers of the no-man's land, or perhaps a higher-ranking one, otherwise he wouldn't be able to move freely between the slums and the no-man's land.
"Damn it!" I cursed, trying to clear my confused mind.
There's just too much information today for me to process.
No! Now we have to go find Olvera!
Taking out the communicator, my fingers hesitated for several seconds in Olvera's chat box, and I didn't think about what reason to find.
Olvera should be staying in the luxury apartment at this time. Of course I know where the luxury apartment is. He once asked me to go there under the pretext of fixing the plumbing.
In fact, I was planning to have an in-depth conversation with Olvera that day, but a call from his husband interrupted us in time.
It was also on that day that I found out that her husband was an alpha and a judge in Ascendant City.
I finally decided to go to the door first.
I'm glad that I always have a way out for myself.
I first contacted Olvera and asked him to let me into the apartment.
When the door opened and I saw Olvera for the first time, I saw him wearing red silk pajamas.
"I'm glad you took the initiative to find me, Wuyong." The red-haired beta male leaned against the door frame, his eyes curved with a smile.
He showed himself openly and was not ashamed of his extramarital affair. Instead, he became more and more excited.
After all, he is a psychopath. I suspect that Alpha married him purely for the thrill.
I stared at him in silence for a while, then took a step forward, held his face and kissed him.
Olvera was pushed into the apartment by my strength, and the door behind her slammed shut.
When he fell on the sofa, his face was confused, and my shadow was clearly reflected in his pupils, so I could also see what I looked like at that moment.
"Useless, look at you now, how cute you are." Olvera stroked the corner of my eyes, gently rubbing that small piece of skin.
I don't know why I smiled inside.
Hahahaha, that's a really shitty name. Luckily, that's not my real name.
What happened next was of course a natural progression.
The sofa is naturally not a good place to do this, but I can't wait, I have to hurry.
Once Olvera gets into the mood, he won't care about anything and will even go to higher ground for excitement.
"You... be gentle." Olvera, with her back facing me, had her back tensed, and the smooth curve extended downwards, allowing me to see the bite marks left from the first time we did it.
There was a bright red mole there, like a fruit waiting to be picked.
I just bit it.
"Ha--" The beta male shuddered violently, and his fingers gripping the corner of the table turned white from excessive force.
He fell into a trance again.
After I let go, I lowered my head slightly, rubbed the skin I had bitten with my lips, and said in a gentle tone: "Olvera, I will do as you wish."
The author has something to say:
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I found that I wrote many chapters just for the task of delivering the box, and the progress is too slow [clown]
Later on, I will slowly learn to speed up the pace (kneeling.JPG). Dear viewers, please don’t give up on me!
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