Chapter 188 Omega is weak and cannot be bullied 4

He held Mingnan's wrist and asked, "Do you believe me?"

After staring at her for a long time, Mingnan saw some tenderness in her deep eyes. He nodded and said, "I——"

Her wrist felt cold and then hot. The blade was cold, the blood was hot, and then the pain came. She frowned, bit her other hand, and swallowed back her words and her cry of pain.

The man couldn't help but look at her, his hands moving without stopping, not even frowning, "It's fine."

Mingnan nodded, and then he used the tip of the knife to pick out a black chip the size of a fingernail.

The man squinted his eyes and looked at it for a moment, then put the chip on the ground. He took out a small laser pen-like object from his waist and shot a scorching blue light at the chip, which instantly burned to ashes.

Before he could speak, Mingnan had already stood up, holding onto the wall.

Her wrist was still bleeding.

The bright red blood beads slid down her fair wrist to her fingertips, looking eerily beautiful.

His eyes flickered slightly, and he took out a neatly folded white handkerchief from his chest pocket and handed it to her, "I have medicine in my car. Do you want to wait here or come with me?"

Mingnan narrowed his eyes, took the handkerchief and pressed the wound. Before he could say anything, he heard chaotic footsteps in the alley behind him.

"Strange, the location disappeared."

"I'm afraid the chip is destroyed. Damn it, she must be nearby. Search!"

"yes!"

Mingnan looked at the man, and without saying a word, the man subconsciously stepped forward to pull Mingnan's wrist, but stopped halfway.

Under Mingnan's puzzled gaze, the man suddenly leaned over, picked her up horizontally, turned around and walked out of the alley.

He had long legs and reached the car in just a few steps. "Open the door."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the suspension car opened immediately, and the man bent down and carried Mingnan in.

The suspended car was very large, with three rows of seats in total. A young man in a black suit sitting in the driver's seat just raised his head from the personal terminal and was about to say something when he saw through the rearview mirror that a man was holding a beautiful girl in his arms.

The young man was speechless for a moment, staring at the two people with wide eyes in shock.

Mingnan noticed his gaze, looked up through the rearview mirror and looked at him, then smiled and said, "Sorry to bother you."

The young man said dazedly, "Don't bother me, don't bother me."

The man glanced at him and asked Mingnan: "Where is your home?"

Mingnan shook his head: "I can't go back, I'll be discovered."

The man understood, "Do you have any family or friends?"

Mingnan shook his head again. "I am an orphan. My hometown is on a very distant planet. Interstellar travel requires valid personal information, but my personal terminal was destroyed by them. In the Alliance database, I am already a dead person."

She didn't lie.

The original owner did become an orphan at a very young age and grew up in an orphanage. Later, she differentiated into an omega and was adopted by an omega welfare organization, which taught her to read and write.

Later, she was admitted to A-Star First College with excellent grades to study pharmacy.

After graduation, she entered the research institute to continue her studies. She specialized in the research and development of omega pheromone inhibitory drugs. She had just made a breakthrough some time ago. She stayed up all night in the research institute to observe the samples and left in the early morning. As a result, she was kidnapped as soon as she got out of the car, and when she woke up, she was at the auction house.

The man was silent for a long time after hearing this.

The young man in front cursed: "Fuck, these bastards, if it weren't for the guy holding up his back, how dare they--"

"Hmm?" The man glanced at him.

The young man shut up awkwardly.

Mingnan's mind raced, and he suddenly grabbed the man's hand and turned it over to take a look when he wasn't paying attention.

Sure enough, I saw the familiar little red mole on the middle finger.

The corners of her mouth curved slightly, then she raised her eyes, looked at the man innocently, and asked softly, "Can I go home with you?"

The man was startled, and his heroic eyebrows slowly wrinkled up, "Do you know who I am?"

"Good man." Mingnan said with a smile.

The words of reprimand were on the tip of my tongue but were stuck in her trusting gaze.

The man leaned over and pulled out a small medical kit from under the front seat, opened it, took out an injection, flicked it, lowered his head, held Mingnan's wrist and said, "Don't follow strangers in the future."

Mingnan paused, [The subtext is that I can go with him, right?]

205: [It seems so. ]

The next moment, she felt a pain in her wrist. The sharp needle pierced her skin and the cold medicine was injected, bringing her back to her senses.

The bleeding that had just begun to flow stopped instantly, and the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Mingnan was quite surprised. Isn't this medicine too effective?

205: [It should be a drug used exclusively by the Allied military. Even if ordinary people have money, they can’t buy it. ]

"It's done." The man pulled out the needle and threw it into the recycling bin. He said in a deep voice, "It will be completely healed in ten minutes. It will be a little itchy, so don't scratch it."

Mingnan nodded, "Can I go with you then?"

The man looked at him with a deep gaze, and Mingnan immediately raised his hands. "I won't cause you any trouble, and I can cook. When I find a way to return to the institute and regain my identity, I will move out and pay you back the money I borrowed for housing."

The man didn't say anything, just nodded, "Name."

"Mingnan, the bright Ming, the Nan of the southern sky."

The man nodded, "Huo Ye."

"Huo Ye?" Mingnan was shocked.

She had seen this name in the original owner's memory.

Huo Ye, the youngest admiral of the alliance, S-level alpha, mutant special pheromone: snowfield.

In this interstellar age, alphas are divided into four levels: C, B, A, and S based on multiple dimensions of assessment, including physical intelligence, pheromone strength, and mental strength.

S-level alphas are one in a million, born specifically for the battlefield. Due to the suppression of pheromone levels, they are born with the ability to lead, and are the key talents to be cultivated by the alliance.

People like Huo Ye are one in millions.

Not only because he is young and promising, but also because he has worked his way up from the slums.

He is the only admiral in the Alliance who does not rely on family connections.

Mingnan couldn't help but look at him twice more.

Huo Ye noticed it, but didn't say anything. He just said to the young man eating melons in front of him: "Lin Er, go to my manor."

"Oh, yes!" Lin Er responded happily, clicked a few times on the operating table, and the suspended car immediately flew up, and the scenery outside the window rapidly receded.

"Thank you." Mingnan whispered, folded up the bloodstained handkerchief and said, "I'll wash it and return it to you when I get home."

Huo Ye wanted to say no, but he was afraid that she would think he was rejecting her, so he nodded and said, "Okay."

Recalling something, he took out a bottle of cleaning liquid and ointment from the medicine box and said, "It's your foot. Take care of it yourself."

Mingnan thanked him again, took it and quietly moved to the other side, then lifted his foot and carefully treated the wound.

She was so nervous while running that she didn't feel any pain. Now that her tense nerves had relaxed, she realized that both of her feet had many cuts.

Because of her posture, her collar was a little tilted, but she didn't notice it and was still concentrating on cleaning the wound. The next moment, her shoulders sank and a faint cool fragrance instantly enveloped her body.

Mingnan was stunned. He curled up in his seat and turned his head, but he only saw Huo Ye's cold and three-dimensional profile and his pure white shirt without the coat covering it.

She curled her lips.

【After the appraisal, he is a cool guy again. 】