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Under the slightly dim light in the corridor, the young man's skin was pale, the hair on his forehead brushed his eyelashes, his cheeks were a little sickly flushed, but his whole face showed a very cold and calm look.

The students behind Frunsen and the others took a step forward subconsciously. Frunsen stared at him and his eyes were about to burst into flames. His nails scratched the skin on Galin's neck. Lensen grabbed the collar and pushed it to the ground with his backhand!

Garin was unprepared, and in terms of strength, Frunsen was much stronger than him. He immediately lost his center of gravity and was thrown two meters away abruptly. The glass smashed beside him, and the wine quickly soaked his newly changed shirt.

"Fuck! Yo, whoever is talking about it will come here!" Frenson looked around, rolled up his sleeves, and suddenly rushed up with a full stride and kicked him between the waist and hips, Randall pulled him Before it was too late, I watched the young man who stood up helplessly roll twice in embarrassment, and then he was kicked away by Frensen, knocking two chairs away, and hitting the wall!

"what!"

"Frensen! Frensen!"

"Brother! Don't do anything!..."

Galin slid from the wall to the ground, propping his lower back with one hand, curled up as if trying to endure the severe pain, the wet shirt stuck to the young man's slightly thin back, and the bright red wine flowed from him. His bare|bare arms flowed into the shirt, and there were countless gorgeous little snakes winding on his pale skin.

He doesn't look like these tall and strong general recruits. Randall recalled what happened at the Central No. [-] training ground. I have to say that this person can be ranked second in the Battle of Independence, which is indeed a bit unexpected. .

It's more like a reward for the second overall, to let the hands that are used to holding knives and guns feel the delicate texture of the skin.

Randall shook his head almost imperceptibly at his weird thoughts.

Frensen raised his foot against the corner of the wall, and looked at him condescendingly: "You are very talented, aren't you? I let you fight for independence, and you're going to fuck me behind my back?"

"Ahem..." Jialin lay on the ground, covering his mouth and coughing violently.

A kind of secret joy rose in Frenson's heart, grabbing his heart like a crazily growing vine.

The humiliation of being nearly defeated by a beta lingered in Frenson's life.He really didn't beat Garin easily, if the battle wasn't just over but there was still more time, he didn't know what would happen.There was a strange and subtle incongruity between Galin's physical strength and endurance and his own body shape, that is, every time Frenson thought he could not hold on any longer, but in fact it was just Garin's new effort. Charge a wave of attacks.

This is not in line with Frenson's previous understanding of betas and even alphas in general.

This inexplicable frustration gave him a headache, he couldn't find the answer, and Galin just hit the muzzle of the gun again.And he had to vent his anger that he was cut off by Galin and not favored by Reinhard.

"Look up! Ah?! Aren't you amazing!"

"Frensen! Don't be impulsive!"

"Where did I get impulsive, you fucking made a noise!"

……

The shouts of the youths continued to invade the eardrums, and the heat that had not completely subsided still controlled Jialin's consciousness.

When he raised his eyes, he would see very blurred lights, tall men like some kind of wild trees surrounded him, people's faces were blurred, their speech was inarticulate, playful eyes and playful eyes wandered over his body, and laughter overflowed The entire wasteland was covered... The light shot from behind them, and Jialin stretched out his hand as hard as he could, but he couldn't touch it.

Frensen stepped on his hand and crushed it hard!

——If anyone pays attention at that moment, they will find that Jialin's expression changed in an instant. It was not caused by pain, but some kind of sharp and deep-seated hatred, which made people collapse and frightened Ruthless.

He slowly clasped his lower back, and the veins in his hands were bound to appear——

"Hey, hey, let's go! What are you doing? Let go! The major general is here!"

"Scatter them all! If you block them again, you will receive an electric shock!"

"Huh? Major General, please—"

The main door was wide open, led by Reinhard and the vice principal, followed by a group of office directors, and all the students stood up and watched them enter the door.

Walker leaned close to Reinhard's ear and said something, and then Rein turned his face to them and strode up.

The young people gathered here were all shocked. Frensen put his legs down and stood up straight. Galin stared blankly at the ground for a second or two. The blade of the dagger was deeply embedded in the scabbard at the back of his waist. He quietly put his hand against the corner of the wall. , adjusted my breathing a little.

"It's lively here..." A man who was half a head taller than Frunson appeared behind the crowd, and walked up to Frunsen.

"Major...major general!" Frenson hurriedly nodded in greeting.

Rein didn't come back from the [-]th Military Region until eight o'clock, and was dragged to the Elton Club by ten magistrates as soon as he got out of the car.

His meeting started a bit better, and the participants didn't arrive until 03:30. After driving for an hour, Rein thought it was over, but the organizer made up his mind not to let him go, so he dragged him to eat a meal. It is said that they also have an event similar to the Elton Club, please ask Rein to show his face.

This event was originally held to reflect the federal soldiers' efforts to protect the common homeland and show their image of being friendly to the people. Of course, after the first few sessions, this project began to become different.However, the form is still required. Students and ordinary people will be arranged in booths next to Rein and others, so some students will seize this good opportunity to be directly known by senior generals or school leaders, and sit next to Rein and the others. Whispering to try to get attention.

There are also those who came over to ask for a group photo and a letter of introduction.

Laing felt deeply ashamed of them for the Federation's new generation.

Entertainment is already extremely boring, not to mention that there are groups of people who come and go to compliment and cliché. Rein is not a free man when he arrives in Ares. Willing to let him go back.

Rein hated them extremely, and felt that it was not an exaggeration for such a leader to be sent to the Long River Fortress. Unfortunately, Lord's elusive "self-purification plan" just couldn't cleanse them.

The whole afternoon was smoky and unbearable.

Moller repeatedly reminded him to pay attention to his public image, not to show an impatient expression and be caught by the media again. Rein's face was still extremely ugly, and anyone with a wink could see that he was extremely bad-tempered now. fry.

"Let me see what you guys are playing...!" Reinhard's tone suddenly increased, and he squeezed Frensen's wrist that was trying to salute and then quickly lowered it. Frensen's strength should be considered not small among alphas, then I don't know where he was pinched by Rein, but he didn't use any strength, and he was suddenly pulled over, holding a short knife with a sharp blade!

Walker and his party, who hurriedly followed, froze, and glanced down at Frensen. They saw a rather thin young man fell to the ground, and they gasped for a moment!

When he saw Frunsen, he wanted to take the opportunity to introduce this rich student to Reinhard. Who knew that Frunsen didn't know what good he was doing!

Walker glared at Frenson angrily, but Frenson didn't look at him, his lips and jaw trembling slightly, as if his wrist was pinched with unbearable pain.

"Major General, this..." Walker said tremblingly.

Rein glanced at Frensen, turned back and nodded to a boy: "Go, accompany your director and vice principal upstairs for a few drinks." Then he looked at the silent boys around him, pulled his trouser legs, half Crouching down, he stretched out his hand and pinched the young man's chin to turn his face around.

When Galin raised his head following Lain's movement, Frenson felt that he had stopped breathing.

Ares Military Academy has very strict regulations on protecting the personal safety of service students. Alpha has control over beta's hands-on actions during non-training time, especially the use of knives by the unified recruiters to bully the conscripts. As long as the conscripts do not threaten with guns and knives, regardless of whether they are right or wrong, the punishment for the unified recruiters will be very severe. Sen was caught by Reinhard in public. Even if the family has all the hands and eyes, it is a matter of "human rights" and "credibility of laws and regulations", I am afraid it will not be so easy to pass.

Frensen couldn't even imagine what would happen if Reinhard caught him domineering in front of Beta in front of the grade director and the vice principal.

What's more, Elijah's deliberate murder has not yet reached the academy. Reinhard first discovered that he took the lead in oppressing the service students. At that time, I'm afraid that Elijah and the bastards he had done before will be killed. The matter was settled together with the old and the new, and at most Jialin was sentenced to an over-defense, and they couldn't turn around at all!

Frensen seemed to have turned into a statue, watching Galin's chin pinched by Rein, and he raised his face inch by inch.

To be honest, before Rein came over and decided to meddle in this business—or before squatting down, he had done mental construction on what kind of face he would see.

For example, the heavily made-up face of an Omega that betrays its appearance, or the virtue of being beaten black and swollen after the beta pretending to be an Omega is discovered, or the appearance of an ordinary waiter...

But he just didn't expect that it was Jialin who turned around.

He looked extremely embarrassed, his short hair was glued into wisps, and the wine was still dripping from it. Kind of weak and pitiful.

——It was a completely different person from him in the morning.

Rein was so close to him that he could almost hear Galin's slight and rapid breathing, almost choking.

Rein softened his heart uncontrollably, and put his shoulder lightly: "Are you okay? Can you get up?"

Galin blinked, and a drop of wine fell from his eyelashes—he was so dazzled by the water that he couldn't see clearly, but under the circumstances at that time, it was no different from crying. Rein was caught off guard. I just felt my heart move, and immediately picked him up from the ground!

"Uh!" Galin lightened all over, and subconsciously hugged the other party's neck.

Randall and his entourage, who were standing blankly, stared straight at them. Seeing Frensen standing still, Randall was stunned for two seconds before following him: "Major General... this..."

"I have seen your situation just now. The monitoring here is also archived. Later, Moller will assist the grade director to give punishment." Rein did not look back, "Tomorrow I will send a letter to the military academy, clearly stating that I will become an A After being a member of Reese, Galin could be my assistant. In addition, during my tenure here, I don’t want to see similar things in the future. For Galin, for service students—it’s all the same.”

"Yes... yes! Major General, go slowly!" Randall glanced at Frensen in astonishment and seemed to be joking, and replied repeatedly, "I'll see you off, I'll see you off..."

The moment he turned around and shouted for someone, a picture suddenly flashed in the corner of his eye. The picture changed too fast. When Randall came back to his senses, he went to check again. All he could see was the broad back of Rein completely blocking the young man and disappearing through the door. back.

When Randall came back to his senses, he felt that he was hallucinating.

——He saw that half of Galin's face was exposed from Rein's shoulder. The young man's features were beautiful and unparalleled, and he slowly smiled at him with a very indifferent smile that seemed to be elated in an instant.

The author has something to say:

The visa application still failed, which was expected (laughs), but it is impossible not to be disappointed.

I typed a lot of words but deleted them, I feel hypocritical, ah! ... Anyway, it's very sad, I feel that I and jj can form a pair of cp that I don't like to see in my life, scumbags and so on, I feel like I'm a cheap group, all kinds of grievances alone, desperately posting, and forced to smile, ah !I am so sad.

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