Chapter 272 Special Treatment One-Man Army
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Kidd closed his eyes slightly, and there was a painful buzzing in his ears. After a long time, the deafening heartbeat slowly subsided, as if it had completely fallen into a dead sea.
In silence, he had made the final decision.
He frowned, his lips, which had turned blue due to the low temperature, moved, and he turned his head to the side where the man was standing. Amid the two brothers' nervous breathing, he said calmly:
"Sorry. I choose him."
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The steps are narrow and the corridors are monotonous.
The winding corridors one after another, with walls and ceiling lights of similar height, will make people get lost here after a long time.
The design is like a back room, full of uncomfortable dream core feeling, as if comfort was never considered when it was built. Rather than an office, it looks more like a postmodern mental hospital. The further you go, the brighter, more spacious, and endless it becomes, like a giant maze that is difficult to escape from once you enter.
Bai Ling felt a fuzzy feeling as soon as he stepped in.
It's very similar to the underground cities on Earth.
Although the structures of the two are completely different, their lifeless style without any green plants is exactly the same.
Cen Yan stopped in front.
Bai Ling's heart sank when he realized that it was a safety inspection station set up in the middle of the road. All people coming and going, whether they are believers or management, must enter a closed transparent compartment and undergo a full-body scan.
As expected, the guns he and his personal soldiers carried were not allowed to be brought in.
Of course, they can also just turn around and leave.
But if that happens, Levina and Kidd will be in great danger.
Bai Ling was silent, and felt a sticky and cold gaze falling on him. He turned his head and found that Cen Yan gave him a tolerant and expectant smile.
He was waiting for his decision.
There is no doubt that this is another compliance test to examine the sincerity of cooperation.
Bai Ling raised his eyebrows sarcastically and gave orders to M1 and M2, "Stay where you are and wait for me to come back."
The two guards opened their eyes wide in astonishment, "But Commander Bai, you can't——"
After saying that, Bai Ling took off his tactical belt and threw it into the storage box beside him along with the gun. With a thud, he said, "There is no 'but' with me."
In a blink of an eye, he had stepped into the scanning compartment, opened his arms and waited for inspection.
M1 and M2 were under orders not to move, but seeing him go alone, they were nervous and worried, fearing that the cult might play some tricks and place hidden weapons in the scanning room.
Suddenly, the alarm sounded:
[Warning: The right leg is suspected to contain flammable and explosive dangerous goods! Please destroy it immediately! Please destroy it immediately! 】
M1 and M2's hearts suddenly jumped into their throats, their forearm muscles suddenly tensed up, and their bodies leaned forward, ready to fight at any time.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense. Cen Yan rolled his eyes, waved his hand, and asked them to release Bai Ling first.
Bai Ling walked out of the scanning room and said, "It's my prosthetic limb that's making the noise. There are pneumatic bearings inside."
The inspector insisted: "That could be a dangerous part. The area ahead is the cult's important territory. You must dismantle it for us to inspect."
Removing prosthetic limbs for safety inspections is nothing. If it were in other situations, such as schools and hospitals, Bai Ling would definitely cooperate.
But in this scenario, in front of so many people, without any privacy protection, it gives people a sense of blasphemy and insult.
Bai Ling had no expression on his face and glanced at Cen Yan coldly.
Suddenly, he said, "Okay," and said to the inspector:
"Come over and check it out for yourself."
The Inspector is a Loyalist. Although he was an Earthling who could not smell pheromones, when he came closer, his pair of yellow eyes glued to the delicate skin of Bai Ling's neck, and then he glanced at the slender curve of his calves, and he couldn't help but swallowed his saliva.
The legs are really long, the face is also strong, cold and arrogant, and the body has a woman's uterus. I don't know if the old emperor has played with him before, what it feels like to play with him, is it tight or soft...
The inspector's throat rolled up and down. He squatted down and couldn't wait to touch the omega's military pants. He hooked his little finger on the edge of the pants and slowly lifted it up.
He didn't notice the subtle change in Cen Yan's expression at all.
Bai Ling said nothing, as if he hadn't noticed anything, and cooperated perfectly in his actions.
At this moment, there was a crisp sound in front of him, "Crack".
M1 and M2 were horrified. That monk, he——!
The inspector's hand suddenly dropped and Bai Ling took a small step back. He calmly shook his trouser legs to let the fabric fall back, and watched Miaoben break the inspector's neck neatly, then grab the back of the collar, drag the body away and throw it aside.
The inspector tilted his neck, bulged his eyes and stuck out his tongue. He died with his eyes open and never thought about who he had offended.
Of course, it was Cen Yan who gave the order.
Cen Yan called Bai Ling over, controlled the wheelchair and took him through the security check. He said casually, "Don't be surprised. He offended my friend, and this is what he deserves."
Bai Ling's eyelashes fell calmly. He was not surprised at all. Cen Yan has this kind of personality. He will never allow anyone to get something before him.
Not even a touch.
Once in kindergarten, Cen Yan had this mentality and allowed others to isolate him. If other children dare to get close to him, their parents will lose their jobs the next day.
Now that Cen Yan has grown up, his methods have become more direct and he has started killing people directly.
This person seems to have no sense of good and evil since childhood, only self-desires.
Seeing that he looked cold and as if he didn't want to talk to him, Cen Yan changed his mind and offered to take him to see a place.
Cen Yan smiled gently: "You will be very surprised when you see it."
When they arrived at the place, even Bai Ling couldn't help but feel his pupils shrink suddenly and shock was written on his face when he pushed open the door.
It was a room, only about 40 square meters in size. It is a one-bedroom apartment, small, crowded and shady, with almost no living comfort at all.
But Bai Ling dreamed of it countless times. He could recite the furnishings inside with his eyes closed - this was my mother's shoe rack, and underneath was my little leather shoes; this was the writing desk, with two almost torn books stacked on it; there was a piece of glass on the top of the cabinet, with photos of my mother and me sandwiched between them... On the left was a selfie of her when she was young, on the right was a photo of me on my third birthday, and another one was of me getting first place in swimming class.
The wheelchair turned in front of him, and Cen Yan looked up to observe his vibrating pupils. "Do you like this gift? I spent a lot of effort on it, hoping that one day I would meet you and bring you over to see it."
A one-to-one restoration of the house he once lived in.
Bai Ling was speechless. He picked up the photo clipped on the cabinet glass and flipped over the fragile, yellowed old-fashioned photo paper. His fingers and heart trembled at the same time.
There was still a date on it, in Bai Ke's handwriting.
He suddenly realized that it was not just a simple restoration, but Cen Yan had traveled thousands of miles to have all the things in his house marked and packed up, moved here, and then put them back here one by one in order as if they were a reproduction.
Why did Cen Yan do this?
Bai Ling frowned, and a subconscious sense of vigilance flashed through his heart. There is no kindness and dedication in Cen Yan's dictionary. If he says that he spends his energy on something, it must be profitable.
What exactly does he want from himself?
Suddenly, there was a sudden "beep" sound in the room. Miao Ben paused and answered the internal line. He went outside to talk, and came back after a while. He glanced at Bai Ling in the room and whispered to Cen Yan:
"Just received news that there is a suspected intrusion. Do you need to go check it out?"
Cen Yan glanced at the side calmly. Bai Ling was concentrating on stroking the cabinet. He seemed to be lost in deep nostalgia and unaware of what was happening behind him.
"Go ahead."
Cen Yan sent Miao Ben to deal with it.
The moment he turned around, Bai Ling just curled up his fingers and put his hands back into his pockets.
Facing Cen Yan's gaze, Bai Ling touched the inhibitor in his pocket. His face remained expressionless, but with an abnormal blush. "Do you mind if I go to the bathroom?"
He has to deal with the estrus period.
Cen Yan nodded tolerantly: "Please do as you wish."
Bai Ling turned the door of the bathroom, but when he opened it, there was not the usual sink and toilet inside, but an unexpectedly large...baby room?
Why is there a baby room in his and his mother's room?
Or in other words, why did Cen Yan convert the toilet into a baby room? What is he going to do?
Bai Ling turned his head suspiciously, but Cen Yan explained reasonably: "The underground space is limited, and there is just this extra space, so we built a mother-and-child room for the staff who need it."
"If you want to use the bathroom, you can use the public one outside. It's very clean and they clean it every day." Cen Yan pointed outside the door.
Bai Ling didn't say much. He took the suppression stick in his hand and turned to go to the toilet in the corridor.
The door creaked half open and Cen Yan was sitting in a wheelchair. He stayed alone in this replica of the old house, looking at Bai Ling's disappearing figure, and slowly smiled happily.
He thought to himself that the fact that the bird was in estrus meant that its reproductive cavity was developing healthily. The bullet that hit his lower abdomen did not affect his fertility as expected - this was indeed a surprise to Cen Yan.
Cen Yan took a deep breath at the scent floating in the air.
I clearly can't taste the pheromones.
He suddenly felt a spicy and strong sensation.
——That is the smell of a young and energetic mother.
He seemed a little intoxicated. It was not because of the pheromones in the air, but because of the plan that he was about to execute perfectly.
It can be imagined that before long, this omega, who is regarded as a racial hero by billions of civilians in the empire, will be pregnant with his child.
This child will have his genes, his blood, and will definitely be a masculine and powerful alpha.
As for Iso Paraiso? There is no need to worry at all. He has plenty of bullets made of mermaid bones, enough to send the old emperor to hell a hundred times.
He lowered his eyelashes and whispered softly in his heart: Xiaoling, you don't have to worry, you will live well, you just got a brain injury and went crazy accidentally. You had a similar problem before, I looked it up and it's easy to explain.
You will disappear for more than ten years, and be taken in by a kind-hearted person like me. You will forget everything and give birth to my child with love.
I promise you that I will let the revolutionary army be in power in the future to quell the people’s resentment. The whole world will think you won and you "died" as a hero of the Empire. They will write books and erect monuments about you, they will deify you, and you will bear all the honor of the empire.
You will hold your baby in your arms and innocently watch the news reports about people mourning you.
When the child grows up, I promise you that I will let you bring the child back into the public eye and accept their worship. By then, everyone will warmly welcome your and the little prince's return.
After all, he is the child of a great hero like you.
He will be loved by everyone. He will have Uncle Sava, Uncle Huo Yuan, and all kinds of people loving him.
The little prince is the focus of everyone's attention. He will shine in the military academy, and finally reveal his true identity and legitimately inherit all of your and Isupalaiso's property, power, and social relations.
The little prince is me, and I am my son. I will inject my consciousness into you, Xiaoling, and you will become my new mother, taking over the task that your mother once failed to complete.
——My beautiful and stubborn heroic mother.
Cen Yan closed his eyes and allowed himself to relax briefly in the beautiful fantasy of the next twenty years.
There were hurried footsteps in the corridor and they were right in front of us in a blink of an eye.
Cen Yan slowly opened his eyes, only to see a believer running towards him with a nervous look on his face, "The glass in the public toilet is broken, Bai Ling escaped!"
Cen Yan closed his eyes, and his fragile and feminine face turned blue in an instant. He squeezed out a light and violent voice from his chest, "Waste... why don't you call someone to catch him!"
He turned his fierce eyes and said, "If you can't catch me, no one will survive today."
The believers thought of Cen Yan's father's methods, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and rushed out to find someone.
Cen Yan controlled the electric wheelchair to the bathroom. The tires rolled and crushed the glass on the ground. He looked up at the hole that was only thirty centimeters wide. Outside the hole was not the sky, but the circular atrium space in the middle of the underground building.
He guessed that Bai Ling must have turned into a bird and flew out from here.
But he couldn't fly far.
Just as Cen Yan was about to go out, the wheelchair made a "poof" sound and one of its tires burst. He thought he had stepped on the glass and accidentally punctured it, so he stepped back and found a screw embedded in the ground.
Very old screws.
But the tip is sharpened.
Cen Yan's eyes darkened and he instantly recognized the screw. He had looked at everything in Bai Ke's old house one by one, because he planned to lock Bai Ling in it as a hidden and safe nursery.
And this screw was taken from the cabinet.
Cen Yan felt a surge of uncontrollable anger that had not been seen for a long time. He abided by the agreement, politely invited Bai Ling in, and even tolerated his request to go to the bathroom, but the other party seemed to have no respect for him at all and did all kinds of tricks behind his back.
It's time to teach him a lesson.
Cen Yan dropped the wheelchair and stood up, grabbing the handrail. He held the terminal in his hand, ready to call Miaoben and ask him to execute the plan ahead of schedule.
Not far away were the believers running. They were carrying stun guns and roaring as they searched around, intending to stun the bird as soon as they found it and lock it in a box.
"Miaoben, where are you? I'm here—"
"Ding." A pale hand reached out from behind and turned off the light.
who? !
Before Cen Yan had time to turn his head, he suddenly felt a pain in his neck, followed by a strong feeling of suffocation. A rope was strangled around his neck from behind, making it difficult for him to breathe. After a few breaths, his eyes rolled up.
The more he struggled with his lower limbs, the happier the killer was. He whispered in his ear, "Move more, and you'll die faster."
Cen Yan’s eyes suddenly widened and an angry hiss came from his throat, Bai... Ling...!
There were chaotic footsteps at the end of the corridor. A group of believers saw this and rushed over, threatening angrily: "Let him go, or we will shoot! Let's see which is faster, your rope or our bullets."
"oh?"
Bai Ling loosened his grip and simply pushed Cen Yan away, letting him hit his forehead against the wall and fall to the ground.
Everyone thought he was going to surrender, but their expressions froze as they watched this madman pull out a spring-loaded gun from his waist.
That spring gun is used to slaughter animals in slaughterhouses. The structure is extremely simple, with a pipe mouth, a steel bolt, and a high-pressure gas cylinder as a catapult device - but it is extremely powerful. When it is pressed against a person's forehead, a huge bloody hole will be created with a single pull of the trigger.
As long as the materials are suitable, you can assemble this thing yourself.
Everyone was shocked and immediately looked at the right leg of the crazy O. The trouser legs were obviously deflated, leaving only the basic technical support, the padding material and the pneumatic devices on the knees were gone - he removed them and turned them into a slaughter gun!
How could someone design prosthetic limbs to be convertible into weapons! It's simply a crazy humanoid weapon.
In front of everyone's eyes, Bai Ling pointed the mouth of the reed pipe at Cen Yan's head, tilted his head, and asked them: "How many people do you plan to kill today?"
“…”
"I'll count to three, three--"
The believers gnashed their teeth and laughed at his arrogance angrily, "You don't think you can kill all of us by yourself?"
Bai Ling: “One.”
The believers were stunned. Why did they skip the number "two"? It was not according to the common sense! ? Before I could react, there was a loud bang above my head, and the wall and light tubes flew everywhere. When I opened my eyes again, it was pitch black.
With every breath, I could hear screams of "Ah!" one after another. Blood spurted onto his face and flowed down his neck. Before he could touch it in horror, the still-warm body next to him fell down and landed at his feet, twitching nervously.
In just a few tens of seconds, the corridor was littered with fresh corpses. Thanks to long-term simulation training with Sava, Bai Ling's night vision combat capability is ten times stronger than the standard system. Turning off the lights, killing, and eliminating a team of twenty people, the amount of exercise was not enough for him to warm up.
There was a rustling noise behind me.
Bai Ling took a quick glance and saw that Cen Yan was trying to escape.
He simply picked up the rope, made a Lu Ban knot, and swung it in the air like a bullfighter circling a bull's horns, and it immediately caught Cen Yan's neck. He pulled and tugged again, not caring that Cen Yan fell to the ground and broke his chin, and just dragged him forward like a dead dog.
The Lu Ban buckle is put around the neck and becomes tighter as the force applied. It is cruel to use it to tie up prisoners. Bai Ling remained calm and let Cen Yan struggle and kick his legs in pain, messing up the carpet in the corridor.
At this time, a group of believers appeared in front again.
Every time Bai Ling dragged Cen Yan forward a step, they took a step back vigilantly.
During the confrontation, the believers opened their eyes wide in shock, seeing that this skinny omega suddenly burst out with power. He grabbed the half-dead Cen Yan on the ground with his pale and bluish finger bones, pulled him up with one hand, used him as a meat shield in front of him, and then quickly dodged.
The bursting gunshots from behind, Cen Yan's ferocious roar, and Bai Ling's violent heartbeat beating in his eardrums were intertwined together.
When M1 and M2 saw the enemies falling one after another behind Commander Bai, they realized why the other party did not let them follow before.
Because these bodyguards can't keep up with the hunting speed of the falcons and will hold him back.
He alone is the Legion. A neat counterattack.
Bai Ling crossed the checkpoint and took a breath. He threw away the empty spring-loaded rifle, put the tactical belt back on his waist, nodded his fingers, and asked M1 to drag Cen Yan.
M1 thought of his brothers in the Seagull Group who were killed, and kicked Cen Yan angrily. Just as he was about to kick him again, he suddenly looked down and observed: "Commander Bai, what did you stuff this kid's mouth with? Why does he look so devastated and in pain?"
Bai Ling said casually: "The sanitary suppression stick was soaked and enlarged, and stuffed into the mouth."
M1 and M2 gasped and stammered, "Used...used?"
The two of them twisted and deformed in an instant, which was a bargain for this kid!
Bai Ling glanced at him and said, "He can't enjoy that kind of treatment."
M1 and M2 were relieved. Wait…who has enjoyed this special treatment? They looked at each other and thought of an outrageous person at the same time.
The man who caused the entire army to be banned from eating eggs in the cafeteria for four hours!
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