Chapter 20 Chapter 20 Was it allowed by Chen Louchen?
Black market, closed area.
In the dim light, the red and blue lights of police lights flickered among the ruins of the warehouse area in the south of the city. The harsh sound of car tires rolling over gravel broke the original silence. When Chen Louchen pushed open the car door, the strong smell of blood mixed with the scent of inferior pheromones hit him in the face, making his face tense instantly.
"Buyer!" Zong Zhuyuan's voice was panting as he ran out of the shadows of the warehouse, his uniform armband torn. "Something's wrong here. These alphas' pheromones are completely out of control. It's like they've been forcibly injected with some kind of catalyst. Their strength is far beyond their original rating."
Chen Louchen didn't say anything, but just raised his hand to tear open the collar of his shirt, and a low, hoarse gasp escaped from his throat. His pheromones began to stir the moment he smelled the abnormal fluctuations of his own kind, like a beast smelling blood, and he could detect any trace of provocative pheromones.
A large hole was torn in the warehouse's iron door, with pieces of flesh hanging on the twisted steel bars. A figure over two meters tall was facing away from them, smashing an entire container into scrap metal with his bare hands.
The figure's skin was a strange blue-gray color, and the bulging blood vessels on both sides of its neck seemed to be surging with insects. When it turned around, its hideous appearance made even Chen Louchen gasp. The monster's eyes had completely lost their pupils, leaving only a turbid milky white. Saliva hung from the corners of its mouth, and an indistinct hoarse sound came from its throat.
They are no longer even human beings.
"It's an alien species." Zong Yuan's voice came from behind him, his hand shaking as he held the detector. "The pheromone concentration exceeds the safety threshold by three hundred times, and it completely matches the characteristics of the Qingyang City experimental subject that Jiang Fenggu confessed to at the time!"
Before he could finish his words, the alien alpha suddenly roared and pounced. Chen Louchen dodged to the side and hit the back of the other's neck with his elbow. Only a dull sound of bone cracking was heard, but the monster seemed to feel no pain. With a backhand claw, it tore open Chen Louchen's suit jacket, bringing up a string of bright blood beads.
"Fuck." Chen Louchen cursed softly, his fingertips touching the pistol on his waist, but he put it back in. The strength of the alien alpha's attack just now was enough to show that ordinary bullets could not penetrate the opponent's strengthened skin.
Everyone has weaknesses. Chen Louchen fought with the alien alpha for a few times, then let out a tiger roar. The alpha stopped waving his arms and covered his ears in pain.
It turned out that they were afraid of high-frequency sound waves. The penetrating power of a tiger's roar was much stronger than normal sound. However, maintaining this form consumed too much pheromone. Chen Louchen pressed the switch on his wrist and shouted, "Throw me the sound wave controller from the technical department."
Zong Yuan dodged the attack of the alien alpha by moving sideways and quickly threw a metal device over.
Chen Louchen caught the device and pressed the switch. The sharp buzzing sound immediately made the alien alpha hold his head and roar. Taking advantage of this moment of stagnation, Chen Louchen turned over and jumped onto the opponent's shoulder, pressing his knee against the monster's temples. He exerted force directly with his hands. After hearing the "click" sound of cervical vertebrae dislocation, Chen Louchen grabbed the wall with one hand, used the force to flip over and land steadily on the ground.
The blue-gray corpse fell to the ground with a thud, and its skin shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye. Chen Louchen stared at the body that was rapidly losing its vitality, and suddenly noticed a light red mark on the back of its neck, but the shape could not be seen clearly due to the shriveling of the skin.
Chen Louchen squatted down and parted the corpse's hair, observing it carefully: "The mark of black market transformation."
Zong Yuan came over to take a photo for the record, and magnified the imprinted pattern on the screen with his fingertips. "These are the marks of Jiang Fenggu's laboratory. These alien species are likely failures."
How did the failed product appear here?
Before he could think about it, there was a burst of intense gunfire from deep inside the warehouse. Chen Louchen grabbed the sonic device and rushed in. He saw five or six alien species surrounding a container truck and biting it. The door of the truck was knocked open, and the rolling wooden boxes smashed to the ground. White inhibitors were spilled all over the ground, emitting a strange silver light under the dim emergency lights of the truck.
"That's the car!" Zong Yuan's voice was filled with ecstasy. "The smuggling convoy is hidden in the underground garage. These monsters are here to destroy the evidence!"
The aliens tore open the iron sheet of the truck's cargo box, and many inhibitors rolled to the ground with a "crash", the glass shattered, and the pungent smell of the inferior inhibitors evaporated instantly.
Chen Louchen's pheromones suddenly went out of control at this moment, and the air pressure around him suddenly dropped. He gritted his teeth to steady his body, and his knuckles turned white from the force.
The heavy blows just now had already made his pheromone reserves on the verge of overdrawing. Now the high concentration of low-quality inhibitors instantly rushed into his body, and Chen Louchen's temples were throbbing.
"Minister!" Zong Zhuyuan noticed something was wrong with him and rushed forward to help him. "Are you okay?"
Chen Louchen waved his hand to avoid his hand, a fishy-sweet taste rising in his throat. He looked at the alien species that were still destroying crazily and waved his hand to indicate that he was fine.
Resisting the discomfort, the pheromones gathered again. Chen Louchen grabbed a broken steel pipe on the ground and rushed into the group of alien species like a ghost. The sound of metal collision and roaring were intertwined, and every swing of his arm was accompanied by the sound of breaking wind tearing the air. Until the last alien fell in a pool of blood, Chen Louchen leaned on the steel pipe and gasped for breath. His shirt was already soaked with sweat and blood.
"Seal off the scene immediately and send all the chemicals for testing." He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his voice hoarse as sandpaper. "Investigate the source of these containers."
Zong Zhuyuan looked at his shaky appearance, sweat on his forehead anxiously: "Minister, you must go back and rest! If you hold on any longer, you will enter a violent state!"
Chen Louchen ignored him and just stared at the shriveled corpses on the ground. The out-of-control pheromones were like a poisonous snake tightly strangling his throat, and the bloodthirsty murderous intent surged up again.
"Oh no." Zong Yuan gritted his teeth and held down Chen Louchen, forcibly injecting him with a tube of tranquilizer. Only then was Chen Louchen staggered and helped into the car.
As the car drove away from the warehouse area, the nearly unconscious Shen Louchen suddenly whispered, "Don't let anyone enter the villa."
"yes."
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Sunken House.
The sunset light filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows, giving the large living room a warm golden hue. When Fu Xu brought the last plate of sweet and sour pork ribs to the table, his apron was still stained with flour. Fu Xu set the plate, cleaned up the kitchen, and made sure there was not a speck of dust in the room. Only then did he clapped his hands in satisfaction.
Fu Xu looked at the steaming food and unconsciously twisted her apron strings with her fingers.
Mr. Shen said he would be back in the evening. It’s almost dark now. Will something happen?
He picked up his cell phone and turned it on and off repeatedly, but still did not take any action.
Just as he was struggling, he heard the sound of a key turning in the entrance hall. Fu Xu's eyes lit up and he immediately ran over to open the door.
The moment the door opened, the smile on Fu Xu's face froze.
The person standing at the door was not Chen Louchen, but an old man about sixty years old. The old man was wearing a dark Zhongshan suit, his back was straight, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle. He was looking him up and down. The look made Fu Xu subconsciously shrink back.
"The omega from the Fu family?" The old man's voice was low and full of unquestionable majesty.
Fu Xu clutched the corner of his clothes and replied in a low voice: "Yes... yes."
The old man raised his eyebrows and walked straight into the living room. His eyes swept over the food on the table and finally landed on Fu Xu. "Did Chen Louchen let you live here?"
Fu Xu nodded, then shook his head, his cheeks flushed: "It's Mr. Shen... He told me to stay for a while."
The old man didn't ask any more questions. He walked to the sofa and sat down, tapping the armrest with his knuckles. The living room fell into an awkward silence. Fu Xu stood there with sweat on his palms.
He often received this kind of stares in the Fu family. It was the scrutiny of the subordinates by the superiors, with undisguised contempt.
"Where is Chen Louchen?" The old man finally spoke, his tone a little colder.
"Mr. Chen...Mr. Chen, he hasn't come back yet." Fu Xu twisted his fingers, "He should be back soon."
The old man glanced at him, as if he had heard something funny: "An omega is really going to control the whereabouts of an alpha?"
Fu Xu's face paled instantly. He knew there was something wrong with his glands and that he wasn't worthy of an alpha like Mr. Shen, but being told so bluntly still made him feel a pang of pain in his chest. He lowered his head, his voice as thin as a mosquito's: "I didn't...that's not what I meant."
The old man scoffed, pulled an envelope from his pocket and threw it on the coffee table. "You're not the S-level omega from the Fu family, right? Tell me, how did you marry into the family?"
Fu Xu shook his head, and even his explanation was pale: "I'm not... I'm the father..." Fu Xu stopped talking halfway without explaining.
If he said that his younger brother was unwilling to marry into the Shen family because the Shen family was like a den of dragons and tigers, wouldn't the old man in front of him want to skin him alive?
The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, stood up and stood in front of Fu Xu, looking down at Fu Xu condescendingly.
Fu Xu lowered his head hastily and could only see the leather shoes in front of him that looked extremely expensive, and a pair of well-maintained white and translucent hands.
"We in the Shen family don't need inferior omegas. Since you deliberately married into our family, you should be aware of the consequences." The old man's voice was steady, and bursts of fruity fragrance slowly drifted in the air.
Fu Xu didn't dare to breathe, but he could still smell the fragrance.
Yes, the taste of omega.
He remembered that before his mother forced him to marry in, she said that the Shen family had only one grandfather besides Chen Louchen. He originally thought that only an alpha could have such a strong desire for control and make Chen Louchen willing to marry into the family.
I didn’t expect that... he was an omega?
Seeing Fu Xu didn't say anything, the old man snorted coldly and ordered his men: "Take him back to the old house. No need to inform Lou Chen. He's just an omega. Tell him that I will choose a suitable omega for him another day."
Fu Xu tried to explain, but the other party's pheromones completely exhausted him, and then he fainted.
After an unknown amount of time, Fu Xu woke up from the darkness. A thick cloth covered his eyes, and he could not clearly hear a voice that sounded like Mr. Shen's.
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