On the quality improvement of Omega agents

Amanda hadn't seen the blond man since that brutal and understated assessment.

There were eight candidates for new recruits, two of whom were eliminated in the assessment, and Amanda noticed that there were only three of her contemporaries who could still be seen in the special task force.There were three other people who were eliminated. According to someone who accidentally overheard the conversation between the female deputy next to the chief and their training officer, "the atmosphere is ten thousand times worse than that of the Iraqi battlefield", their training officer eliminated those three people. The reason is "I don't look very pleasing to the eye".Two of them were betas, and the other was a rookie who questioned the blond man the first time he showed up.

Their trainer is a villain who will take revenge. This is the evaluation given by the player who was accidentally eliminated. I have to admit that Amanda thinks his summary is quite accurate.But what she couldn't understand was that the blond agent once said that he thought that a beta could also be an excellent agent, and the two beta members had almost nothing to criticize, and they left.She felt surprisingly powerful from the blond man, but she didn't feel the breath of an alpha. Although it was surprising that such a brave agent was not an alpha, in fact Amanda felt that it was much more comfortable. Moreover, it was also one of the reasons why the blond man was so eye-catching.

——For such a person, nature can never become the shackles on him.

If Randall could still speak now, he would definitely curse dear Amanda's thoughts with an "all-encompassing" swear word regardless of his image.

Randall was drinking his fourth glass of Russian schnapps when that feeling of high-voltage electricity running through his body hit him, it was late at night, he couldn't sleep, he had a headache, he was tired, he was hot and cold , the pulse quickened.

Apparently the vodka didn't do the trick.

The blond agent stumbled to his feet.He walked through the empty corridor, holding on to those cold metal doors and walls, trying not to let himself collapse on the ground like a puddle of mud, the smell of omega could not be avoided, Randall knew that he should be grateful now It was the middle of the night, and there weren't half a dozen alpha commandos who were in heat all the time and technicians who couldn't wait to study him.

The sweet and greasy aroma of omega exploded in the CIA task force late at night like some kind of aromatic atomic bomb.

He barely had the strength to move the huge bolt on the iron door.The blond man listened to the gasp from his own mouth, ominous, weak and seductive.damn it!

He almost threw himself into the huge storage room.The glass dome in the center of the empty room sensed someone coming in and lit up with a snap, oh, it was as eye-catching as Christmas lights.

There was no one inside, very good, he didn't have to squeeze in with others even during the estrus period, and it seemed that he didn't need to use all his strength to break the necks of those alphas who wanted to pounce on him.Randall staggered up, he pressed a button, the glass door opened silently, the blond man staggered and threw himself in, and the cage closed.

qing///yu pounded in the body wave after wave, his brain was dizzy, Randall could no longer control his trembling, he didn't know if he was unconsciously making a sound of shen///yin, the hot feeling made him Wishing to tear off everything that was still covered with skin on his body, an irresistible itching slowly rose from the depths of his body, so obvious, so strong, he couldn't force himself to ignore that feeling, he could only do this Let his nerves be stretched, tightened, and bounced away, as if some sharp weapon grinds the barely stretched string in his brain over and over again, emphasizing the yu in his body over and over again/// wang.

——You need an alpha, you need a, no, no, a lot of intense, dripping sex.

The man did not close his eyes.He stared at the transparent "ceiling", trying in vain to focus his eyes. There were chaotic lights and shadows in front of him. The intense light made his pupils shrink one after another. His brain, bringing sharp pain.

"Ugh... ah..." Randall heard his own voice, a little hoarse, with an indelible, distinct qing//yu and hunger￥￥thirst.The emptiness inside his body almost made him collapse, he could feel the shameful mucus secreted from his unspeakable private parts bit by bit, and soon felt the wetness that made his previous self sick.The blood flow accelerated, and he could almost feel it hitting all his senses.

Pants were wet a lot, and Randall had no time to feel ashamed, his mind was full of crazy images of those thick old///two slamming, rough cha// into his ass //xue, stir, poke, those painful ones are enough to make people crazy.

Yes, he's going crazy, he's going crazy.

"Shit!" Another wave of fierce wolves swept across Randall, he curled up on the hard bed that seemed to be only covered with a layer of leather, his fingers tightly grasped the edge of the cold bed frame— —he gripped so tightly that his knuckles turned white.Cold sweat dripped down his forehead, winding and ambiguously disappearing into his collar, and within a short while, it was stained dark brown.

The broken low///yin was squeezed out of the tight lips of the blond man. He fumbled wildly, and finally found something that looked like a remote control, and pressed it.The surrounding temperature dropped instantly.Randall shivered. The near-zero cold made him regain his sanity a little bit. A fine layer of goosebumps had already appeared on his skin, and the feeling seemed to be more vivid.

Randall knew a few days ago that he was about to die, because the headache caused by the reinforcement agent dependence almost kept him awake at night.

The morning air was refreshing, and Bruce stopped in front of his house.There are a little dark bags under the man's brown eyes. These days, he has been busy with the affairs of Area I. After all, the four nuclear warheads have not lost their terrifying power despite their age.

His house in Langley was large, with white peaks and a garden where nothing was planted.Bruce doesn't live here often, or in other words, he never spends too much time anywhere, which is probably the price of professional requirements.The man slowly stepped up the steps, and when he took the key to open the door, he paused for a moment, and he heard some slight rustling sounds.

A black feral cat jumped down from the window sill, as if frightened, it stared at Bruce for a few seconds with its golden eyes, and then quickly disappeared into the tangled grass on the side of the steps. One of the black cats was limping a little on its hind legs, which probably accounted for the noise it was making.

"Sir." Garcia's face appeared on the TV screen after a lot of distorted lines.

Bruce was changing shoes in the hallway. He looked at the TV in the living room and frowned slightly.

The female soldier's expression was extraordinarily serious, perhaps with some easily detectable anxiety: "I'm sorry I have to do this, sir, I'm going to send /// the situation on the [-]rd."

Bruce stopped walking towards the living room: "I'll be there in 10 minutes."

As soon as the extremely thick door made of alloy was opened, Omega's breath gushed out.Bruce looked at Garcia behind him.The female soldier seemed a little worried: "The agent seems to have forgotten to turn on the exhaust system." She hesitated for a moment, and said, "Sir, do you need it..." The breath from omega was particularly strong in the confined space, It can almost go straight into the pores through the fibers of the fabric, even for her a beta, Garcia has not forgotten that her chief is an astonishingly powerful alpha - which also means that there is a certain need Extra powerful.

The smell of omega fills the whole room, and all the senses that can be felt are almost soaked in it.At this time, the smell of omega is no longer sweet and wonderful, they are frenzied and violent, and the desire almost breaks through the layer of bulletproof glass.Bruce held his breath for a moment.

The man squinted his brown eyes, and he saw Randall lying on a simple camp bed in the glass prison, with almost no signs of life except his heaving chest.

Bruce raised his eyebrows—it's not a common reaction when an omega comes into heat.

He took two steps forward slowly.

Garcia opened her mouth, but hesitated to speak.

Randall felt as if his internal organs had been picked out one by one by someone and then roasted on the charcoal fire. The sore feeling made him want to scold his mother.But he couldn't open his mouth at all—or dared not, because the swear words turned into nerve-wracking croons as soon as they reached his mouth.He knew someone was coming in and didn't want to turn his head to look.

The answer is no suspense.

Bruce's footsteps echoed almost concussively in the empty room.He walked into the glass cage, and his agent fell inside, curled up, trembling uncontrollably due to the impact of qing///yu.Randall's blond hair stuck to his forehead in locks, and he was indescribably embarrassed, and his sea-blue eyes were full of blank water—this time it was not a disguise.

Bruce's eyes wandered over the blond agent's face.He suddenly asked: "Is it like this every time?"

Garcia shuddered when she heard the officer's voice: "Excuse me, sir?"

The black-haired man's voice was calm: "Mr. James, every time he has sex, does he lock himself in like this?"

Garcia paused for a second, and then said: "Yes." The female soldier looked at Bruce Stewart's back. The man was tall and had broad shoulders. He stood in front of the glass cage, almost covering Randall's body inside. The upper body is fully covered.Garcia couldn't see the expressions of these two people, "The laboratory sent four designated alpha agents over, and concluded that number three..."

She gritted her teeth, and finally said: "Three agents were killed while unconscious, and one was seriously injured."

Later, the research laboratory no longer assigned alpha to Randall. This is almost a well-known secret in the research laboratory. Breakpoint No. [-], the omega that had a estrus period of more than half a month after body modification, Rejected alpha, using a fierce method that frightened everyone.

No one could forget the lake of blood and brains splashed out in the glass cage, as well as the gradually weakening screams.

Instinct can drive people crazy, they lose their minds, and some disarm and sink, some explode and die.

Later, Randall locked himself in that cage at this time of year, and no one "disturbed" him.

The side profile of the blond man is still firm and beautiful, even though his hair has been completely soaked in sweat, his skin has already been flushed with qing///se meaning, his brain has probably stopped working, and his blue eyes have lost focus .The blond rubbed the key points subconsciously, and those slight sensations only left him longing for more. — that was torture.

It could be seen that his agent had turned the temperature inside to unbelievably cold in order to stay awake, and Bruce could even see the whitish mist curling up with Randall's breathing.

The agent knew there were people standing outside that pane of glass, and he didn't even need to look to know who could be approaching at this moment.Randall finally closed his eyes.

"Go away," he said, "go away."

The blond man squirmed his lips, the words seemed less rude now, and he ordered his officer, trying to appear strong.

Bruce watched the sweat trickle down Randall's jaw, almost like a thin trickle.Men have nicely lined jaws and necks.He was tormented by nature, struggling between pain and pleasure, even his mind was not very clear, and closing his eyes was already the biggest sign of weakness.

He knew he couldn't make eye contact, he didn't want to be seen hollow and sunken in those blue eyes, he was hiding his vulnerability.Bruce just looked at the face of the blond agent indifferently, his closed eyes showed those golden eyelashes, trembling slightly, with a moist texture.

Bruce suddenly showed a slight smile, which was surprisingly gentle.He knew Randall couldn't see.

This fa//qing will last nearly 20 days.And this is just the beginning.

The mesmerizing aroma mixed with anger rushed into Bruce's nostrils domineeringly, and the pupils of the man's brown eyes contracted slightly.Garcia had already given the order, and the people from the technical department forcibly opened the exhaust device, and the smell of omega in the air began to gradually dissipate, but Bruce still felt the lingering and fierce burning and slippery smell through the bulletproof glass. Passed through his internal organs, causing strong tinnitus.

It has nothing to do with Omega.