After becoming a cannon fodder villain

When Chu Yu touched the scar, his expression became a little weird. The medical technology in the Star Wars era has been very advanced. More serious injuries can be cured by lying in the medical cabin for half a day, and there will be no scars at all. Now there is a scar on his body, which proves that the other party didn't use any treatment at all, and let the wound heal naturally.

Is this some strange fetish?

But he searched through the whole book and didn't find any other little-known hobbies of the hero.

Perhaps it was because Chu Yu was silent for too long, Oswaite took the initiative to explain, he took the opponent's hand to swim back and forth on his waist, carefully touched the scar, and said in a low and deep voice: "The Duke is the first People who give me such a strong sense of frustration used to have some things that were not long-sighted, but they were often trampled on by me the next day. Only His Majesty the Duke brought me the strongest sense of humiliation, but I have been there for so long It hasn't killed you yet."

Speaking of this, he grinned, showing his bright white teeth, like a beast showing its fangs before eating, and his dark gray eyes fixed on the young man, as if he was looking at his prey: "So I am not willing to let This scar will disappear soon, and I want to taste the pain it brought me so that I can repay it a hundred times and a thousand times in the future."

"By the way, the person I hated the most was my father, but now I seem to hate the Duke far more than him." Oswaite whispered as if threatening.

"Oh." Chu Yu's reaction was very cold, "I'm very honored."

The person who can scare him has not yet been born. Chu Yu is not surprised by Oswaite's threatening speech. After all, he has long known that the other party has a high hatred for him, but now he is listening to the other party himself. Just say it.

The system was very excited, and kept murmuring: [Stable, steady, this wave is stable! 】

Seeing that the young man was not frightened, Oswaite was not disappointed either. After all, the young duke was such a person. If the other party was like the garbage that could be picked up easily before, he would not be so emotionally affected by this person.

He has a sense of excitement like meeting a rival.

I can't wait to let the other party die immediately, but there is a subtle feeling of reluctance.

When Oswaite was excited, he couldn't control his pheromones, and the smell of cold mint leaked slightly. Chu Yu caught off guard and took a sip, and immediately turned his head with a disgusted expression: "It stinks."

Alpha is indeed a pheromone that hates any Alpha except itself, as did Oswaite before.

but……

He let go of the hand that was pressing Chu Yu on his waist, turned to hug the young man's slender waist, and then pressed down hard.

"!!!"

Before Chu Yu could react, he was forced to stick to the opponent's chest, facing the more intense pheromone impact. His own glands were also stimulated, and he couldn't help but release a few wisps of rose fragrance.

The young man was really angry this time, he said coldly, "Let me go."

But Oswaite didn't say a word, he gently sniffed the young man's neck, showing a somewhat indulged expression: "It smells so good."

Chu Yu got goosebumps from the nausea.

There are many ways to humiliate people, there is no need to choose the most disgusting one.

However, Oswaite didn't seem to be humiliating him, but he sighed quite seriously: "Do you still remember that cut of your hair? I used to hang it on the bedside as a trophy, but now I feel that I can't smell that smell at night. I can't sleep well."

He was quite regretful: "I came here in a hurry before, I forgot to bring it, and I really miss it these days."

[Ah, this...] The system is also a little speechless, it no longer watches the excitement, but sinks into the system space, and flips through the book urgently.

When did the hero develop into a pervert?

Chu Yu couldn't hear the word "hair". Oswaite's words successfully evoked his memory, making him no longer calm as before, but his eyes ignited with anger.

Instead of maintaining the previous confrontation, he took the lead in attacking and punched Oswaite in the face, but the other party's reaction was also very fast, turning his head and dodging past, Chu Yu's punch landed on the reclining chair, knocking the reclining chair The upper half shattered.

At this time, they were still maintaining their previous posture. Oswaite relied on his strong waist to stay in mid-air, and did not fall down with the people on his body.

At this moment, a soldier who was jogging in the morning happened to pass by. He saw the posture of the two of them, and slowly opened his mouth wide.

In the next second, the strong pheromone exploded, and the chairs under the two of them were completely shattered into slag. The soldiers who wanted to take a second look at the excitement almost scrambled and fled the area.

It's a joke, two top A's fight, the grass in a radius of ten miles can peel off the bald skin, and those who can watch by the side and still be unscathed are ruthless people. He is not a ruthless person, so he chose to leave.

Chu Yu and Oswaite were already red-eyed, new and old hatred added together, the two threw away their weapons and fought, one punched the other, and soon they all died.

In the end, the battle ended because Chu Yu was weak in hand-to-hand combat and was pushed to the ground by Oswaite.

The two sides fell on the ground that was already appalling, both panting violently, the smell of pheromone quickly evaporated, and it was as strong as a substance. Oswaite accepted this well, but Chu Yu was choked and coughed again and again. Bai's face was gradually stained with blood.

Surprisingly, it was a little more beautiful.

He frowned fiercely: "Get out, it stinks to death."

"Does it stink?" Oswaite pressed down on him, then lowered his head and sniffed again, "I think it smells pretty good."

"Still..." Oswaite said softly, "Are all of you nobles so squeamish that you can't smell any pheromone?"

Suddenly, his body froze, and his originally relaxed expression, which was a little teasing, became a little deeper, staring firmly at Chu Yu's face.

After a while, he narrowed his eyes, and said with a half-smile: "As expected of the duke, you made a small move when you didn't notice it for a while. Where is your dagger hidden? Why does it always appear so suddenly?"

He let go of the hand holding the young man's shoulder, and then slowly raised it up.

"Although this dagger is very beautiful, I don't want to try it again." Oswaite gently pulled the corner of his lips, and slowly backed away. With his movements, a cold light gradually revealed, the young man Slender fingers gripped the ornate dagger, its dazzling jewels gleaming in the sun.

Chu Yu stood up with a gloomy expression, tore off her coat and threw it on the ground.

For him, Oswaite's pheromone is like squeezing out the juice from the mint in the entire mint garden, then chilling it for decades, and then smashing it on his face.

He even felt his head buzzing now, and he couldn't even think clearly.

Every breath is icy cold, Chu Yu just wants to wash off this damn smell quickly.

For this reason, he didn't care about taking revenge on the spot, instead he turned around without saying a word, and hurriedly opened the door of the dormitory.

Oswaite stood in place watching the young man's disappearing figure, his brows slowly frowned.

He picked up the coat that the other party threw on the ground, took it to his nose and sniffed it lightly, and said to himself: "Is it really smelly?"

Why did he think mint-flavored roses were quite fragrant?

……

Although the barracks are full of big straight A, but their ability to gossip is not weaker than those Omega sister groups.

At first, it was just a soldier who said that he saw the commander and the instructor fighting, and described the dangerous scene for everyone.

"The commander rode on the instructor's waist, clenched his fist and swung it down vigorously. The chairs they were lying on were all broken. The instructor also grabbed the commander's waist, trying to throw the commander to the ground!"

Then, the rumors got worse and worse.

"A few days ago, Daming passed by the commander's dormitory, and saw the commander riding on the instructor and beating him. I heard that he smashed the bed with his punch."

"The instructor put his arms around the commander's waist, trying to strangle him to death!"

At last……

"Hey, have you heard, it seems that someone saw the commander riding on the instructor and kissing the instructor passionately!"

"No, no, I heard that it seemed that the instructor forced it. Someone saw him put his arms around the commander's waist and press himself down."

After the two finished speaking, the onlookers let out a long sigh of "hiss", and they all said in shock: "It's really wild!"

Suddenly, they felt a chill hit them, and when they looked up, the protagonist who was discussing just now was standing quietly aside at some point, looking at them with a smile.

The moment they saw this man, several Alphas stood up straight like a conditioned reflex, and shouted in unison: "Hello, instructor!"

Oswaite has a cold and arrogant face, he is scary when he is not smiling, and even more scary when he is smiling.

The hearts of the two people who were spreading gossip just now were bleeding. They didn't understand that there were so many people talking about it in the whole camp. How could it be that they were so unlucky that they hit the wound.

Oswaite sneered: "It seems that I have been very busy recently. If the Zerg doesn't come out, it means I have nothing to do, right?"

Several people lowered their heads, not daring to meet his gaze.

"One hundred laps, finish this afternoon."

"Yes!"

The few troubled brothers answered quickly, but when they turned around, they all had bitter faces. The meaning of finishing the afternoon run was that if they couldn't finish the run, they wouldn't have dinner...

One hundred laps, it seems that today's dinner is missing.