Chapter 19 Dyeing the pure white of fresh snow thoroughly...
The duty room is cramped, with only one set of chairs and a single camp bed.
Fu You was thrown directly onto the bed by John, and the impatient man immediately covered him with his body. The simple little bed made of an iron frame made a creaking sound as it could not bear the weight.
Another guard, Joe, stood by the bed without any hesitation.
——This must not be the first time these two playboys have done such a dirty thing as forcing an omega.
A cold look of disgust flashed across his emerald eyes hidden under his cloak. He grasped John's hand, which was reaching for his robe: "Wait, wait a minute!"
"You have no right to refuse, ma'am." John pinched Fu You's fair chin and addressed him in a playful tone, "If you don't obey, I'll bring your useless husband here too."
As if frightened by these overly straightforward words, the cloaked omega shuddered.
"No... no." A thin, shy voice came from under the cloak. John felt as if his heart was tickled by a kitten's claws, causing a slight itch that made him even more curious about the other person's appearance.
His Adam's apple rolled and he raised his hand to tear off the thin cloth on Fu You's body.
Fu You took the opportunity to hug his arm.
The omega's body is really slim. With my hot, calloused fingers, I can clearly feel the cold and flexible waistline through the fabric. The touch is incredibly good.
John's breathing suddenly became heavy, and a burning fire blazed in his eyes.
"I'm scared, sir." Fu You leaned her entire upper body against the man's arm, like a dodder flower that asked for whatever it wanted. "Can you let me take the initiative?"
John was stunned at first.
He then revealed a meaningful expression, "Haha, could it be that the guy outside doesn't know that his wife is actually a prostitute who's good at flirting and seducing alphas?"
The word "Liuying" made the coldness in Fu You's eyes even sharper.
But John, who was trapped, was unaware of it. He loosened his hand and stared at Fu You, as if expecting how Fu You would "take the initiative".
And Qiao, who was standing beside the bed, was also staring at Fu You.
Under the two men's curious gazes, Fu You sat up straight. He grabbed the hem of his robe and lifted it up little by little.
As the fabric slowly rose, the omega's slightly parted, snow-white thighs were exposed. Her beautifully articulated knees pressed against the rough sheets, making her thighs appear smooth, white, and tender, as if a gentle pinch would leave a charming red mark.
It is hard to imagine that this married omega has such a clean body.
It is more suitable to be held by the knees, and tasted inch by inch along the skin that is so clean that it seems to have never been tainted by anyone, with mouth, mouth, and dirty mouth, completely dyeing the pure white like fresh snow into the color of someone else.
The men were completely stunned, lost in their own filthy, obscene fantasies. They all swallowed, their eyes glued to the alluring sight beneath Fu You's lifted robe, like two hungry wolves that had never tasted meat.
The hem of the fabric moved higher and higher, reaching the knees, thighs... The breathing of both of them became more and more rapid, as if they were about to pounce on Fu You and eat him up in the next moment.
There was a pitch-black leg ring tied at the base of the legs.
The thin leather rings create a slight depression in the snowy skin, making it appear slightly fleshy. It is obviously just a simple decoration, but it is so sensational that it makes people drool all over!
Fu You's voice was gentle, tinged with seduction, and his entire body, stained with a damp texture by the cold, watery light, seemed like a siren seducing an ignorant sailor. He grasped the hem of his robe and invited, "Sir, would you like to touch it?"
It's like opening Pandora's box.
The alluring, poisonous aroma filled John's face. His mind buzzed, and all rationality was thrown to the back of his mind. He transformed into a beast loyal to his mouth, panting heavily and lunging towards the omega on the bed!
In a trance, he seemed to hear an ambiguous chuckle.
However, none of that mattered anymore. His mind was now occupied by only one thing - the tempting prey under Koukou.
John gripped Fuyou's legs tightly, burying his head in the soft, floral-scented flesh. His hot breath quickly burned her snow-white skin, and the man's eyes also turned red, as if he was in heat. "Fuck, slut! Have you been waiting for an alpha to suck you... mmm!"
Fu You squeezed his legs together and suddenly exerted force to clamp John's head.
The man only had time to groan, and then, Fu You's thighs tensed, and with a "click" sound so crisp that it made your teeth ache -
John's neck was broken.
The sudden change happened in an instant, and Joe behind him could even see the flash of golden color under the cloak.
Wait, blonde?!
Joe was horrified. His eyes suddenly widened and he quickly reached for his gun at his waist, ready to shoot.
The next moment, Fu You raised his long legs and kicked John, whose body had slumped down, in front of Joe.
The fluttering robe obscured the fleeting beautiful view. Joe was unable to dodge and was knocked to the ground. The gun in his hand fired a shot and hit the ceiling.
He immediately broke out in a cold sweat and cursed inwardly. But before he could even stand up again, the frail omega turned over and sat on top of him and John, then with a whoosh pulled out the blade tied to his leg.
From a bottom-up perspective, Qiao clearly saw the pair of emerald eyes beneath the cloak, each filled with a cold smile. Fu You's slender hand quickly slashed across the man's neck, and bright red blood splashed across his narrow brows. He whispered, "What are you doing?"
"Bye, poor thing."
Joe opened his eyes wide, covered his neck, and spit out blood, but he couldn't say a word. Not long after, he was completely dead like John.
At this time, Charlie, who heard the gunshot, pushed open the door from outside and rushed into the duty room.
As soon as he walked in, he smelled a strong smell of blood. Charlie's pupils constricted, and then he saw the tragic scene in the room clearly.
Two bodies lay on the ground, and Fu You sat beside the bodies, fiddling with the pistol he had taken out from the bodies.
Fu You skillfully removed the signal transmitter and positioning device from the gun. When he heard the door open, he looked towards the door.
Meeting Charlie's surprised eyes.
Fu You tilted his head, seemingly confused as to why the other person had such a ghostly expression. However, the blood that had splattered when he killed someone immediately dripped from his eyelashes, making it itchy, so he raised his hand to rub it.
Through the scarlet, Fu You saw that Charlie's expression was even weirder...like fear?
He looked down at his bloody hands again and suddenly understood.
Fu You blinked his thick, golden eyelashes, and suddenly chuckled. He raised his head again, the hood of his cloak completely removed, revealing an elegant face that looked as beautiful as a glowing angel sculpture in the blood-stained room.
The angel threw a gun into Charlie's arms and asked him with a smile: "Will you still escape with me, dear Charlie?"
…
The two left the duty room and continued to flee towards the slums.
Charlie didn't speak again along the way, and there was a tense atmosphere between the two of them.
Fu You naturally noticed it.
But he never took the initiative to speak.
until.
The first drop of rain fell on Fu You's clothes.
The slums were much quieter during the day than at night, with few people walking around. The tiny raindrops pounded down, dampening the dirty ground and making the air so stuffy it was hard to breathe.
Fu You didn't know where Charlie wanted to take him. He looked like a headless chicken, running around in all directions. When they were crossing another alley, Fu You suddenly called out to him.
"Are you scared, Charlie?" He stood still and looked at the man walking in front of him: "If you are scared, just say it directly. I won't blame you."
Charlie's back stiffened noticeably, he turned around and looked at Fu You.
Raindrops streaked through the air, and Fu You looked at herself quietly, her eyelashes covering her dark green eyes, her skin appearing especially cool, white, and delicate like porcelain in the slightly dim environment.
Like a fragile puppet.
——But on that fair side face, there were clearly traces of blood from someone else.
The raindrops fell on Charlie's neck, and the cold touch made him shudder and come back to his senses.
"No, Master." Charlie lowered his eyes. "I..."
Before he could finish, Fu You took two steps forward and stood in front of him.
"What are you afraid of?" Fu You ignored Charlie's rebuttal and asked, "Are you afraid of discovering that I'm not some useless noble who needs to rely on you and be protected by you to survive?"
"I didn't!" Charlie's eyes flashed with panic. Facing Fu You, who was half a head shorter than him, the man was forced to retreat repeatedly. He said with a pale face: "No, no, I just..."
"I'm not stupid, Charlie." Fu You interrupted him, her beautiful lips curled slightly, "Do you think I wouldn't have thought that, besides you, who else could have let a stranger servant sneak up to me and help me change clothes?"
Fu You put the muzzle of the gun against Charlie's chest. Under the rain, his narrow, dark green eyes showed a kind of cold clarity.
"You want to kill me? Or control me?" he asked softly. "Who offered you so much to betray your master?"
However, as soon as Fu You finished speaking, Charlie showed a very surprised expression, and his face turned completely gloomy.
He stared at Fu You in front of him in shock, and suddenly, as if stimulated by something, he glared and yelled:
“No! No no!!”
"You don't understand anything, I just—"
I just love you so much that I'm willing to die for you.
But there was no time to say this.
With a "bang".
The bullet went through Charlie's head.
Charlie's expression froze in an exaggerated roar, and then his whole body fell to the ground with a "thump". Blood quickly flowed out of the small hole in his temples, forming a small rust-colored lake on the dirty and wet ground.
Warm blood splashed onto Fu You's face, quickly washed away by raindrops into a pale red, dripping down his delicate jawline. A look of bewilderment crossed Fu You's eyes. He lowered his head, looking from the gun in his hand to the pool of blood that had already flowed down the side of his shoe.
He wasn't ready to shoot yet.
so……
In just a breath, another bullet-like object shot towards him. Fu You instinctively dodged sideways, but no matter how fast he was, he couldn't be faster than the bullet, and the object hit him directly on the left shoulder!
It felt like a mosquito bite on my left shoulder.
Immediately afterwards, a strong feeling of dizziness swept through the entire body!
Fu You felt numb all over and couldn't even hold the gun in his hand. He fell uncontrollably to the ground, splashing water.
The rain was getting heavier.
He turned his head with difficulty to look at his shoulder, only to see an anesthetic needle stuck in it. The person who was focusing on him slowly walked towards him, and the soles of their boots made a sticky sound as they stepped through the pool of blood.
Fu You's face became paler and paler. He endured the blackness that came to his eyes and looked at the other person.
——An unexpected face appeared in his sight through the rain.
Fu You suddenly opened his eyes wide.
It had been less than two months since they last met, and the man looked thinner and more haggard. He was wearing a neat military uniform, and his fingerless-gloved hands were holding a gun, with the muzzle pointed at Fu You.
That extremely handsome face was covered with sparse stubble, revealing a neglected and unkempt look. Under the black hair wet by the rain, there was a fresh scar running horizontally between his cold black eyes. The position of the scar was extremely dangerous. If it had been moved even slightly further, the man would have lost his eye.
It's Blake.
——Blake should never appear here at this time.
Damn, the male protagonist didn’t prepare to overthrow Obelia with Knight Bo, but came to seek revenge on him alone?
Fu You was uneasy about the situation that had suddenly gotten out of control. He looked at Blake without saying a word.
Blake also looked at him with his dull black eyes.
Fu You looked really miserable at the moment, wearing an inappropriate and shabby robe and lying on the dirty and wet ground.
His clothes were completely wet, clinging tightly to his thin body, his waist was narrow, and his shoulders were trembling slightly; his long, golden hair was scattered between the blood and rain, its luster dull, and as Fu You lay flat on his back, his hair slid down, revealing a face so pale that it was almost transparent.
The rain had washed away all the rouge on Fu You's face, leaving her thin lips a pale cherry color, a faint hint of blood. Rainwater, mixed with blood, formed a murky puddle in the hollow between his tall nose and eye sockets. Fu You's long, golden eyelashes trembled violently, their tips clinging to her eyelids, and her emerald eyes met Blake's gaze.
Blake saw his hand hidden in his sleeve trembling slightly, and an unknown emotion flashed across his eyes.
The man squatted down, and a strong sense of oppression came over him. Fu You couldn't help but recall the scene when he was marked for the first time - his body shook even more violently without control.
But Fu You still had no expression and looked at Blake coldly.
A familiar, damp pheromone suddenly spread through the rain, enveloping and corroding Fu You's body. His emerald pupils suddenly tightened, and his gaze at Blake was tinged with a hazy mist.
Amidst the intense, intoxicating, and unbearable heat, Fu You's senses were in turmoil. He could only hear Blake's deep voice ringing in his ears, saying to him the first words after their reunion: "My omega was snatched away by someone."
There was a gloomy tone in that voice that made one's back chilled.
Fu You's mind suddenly exploded with a "boom". He gasped softly, his loose blond hair covering his misty eyes, and subconsciously wanted to grab the gun that had fallen beside him.
But Blake grabbed his hand.
The next moment, Blake raised the gun in his hand, aimed it at Fu You's violently heaving chest, and pulled the trigger!
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Later at midnight, I will update a 10,000-word chapter, which is also the final chapter of this small world~
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