The Overworked Beta and the Paranoid Alpha 40

Chapter 40: Dragging You Down with Me Before I Die

“If you can’t solve the problem, I’ll solve you, understand?”

“Yes.”

Hearing the disconnected tone from the communicator, one of Peter’s trusted subordinates, an Alpha man known in the underworld as “Red Devil,” his face turned grim.

This Red Devil was originally an underground boxer. He was tall and had a red buzz cut. Later, in a match, he lost control and accidentally killed his opponent. He was hunted by his former boss. Later, he found Peter. Peter helped him get rid of his former boss’s entanglement, and he had been with Peter ever since.

Recalling how Peter had helped him get rid of the entanglement… the scene of blood flowing everywhere, and fat and muscle splashing all over the ceiling, still left a deep impression on Red Devil, a boxer who had been in the ring for a long time and was used to violence and darkness.

Peter had always been a man of his word, never procrastinating.

A thin cloud drifted by, blocking the warm sunlight, and then it quickly drifted away.

The reappearing sunlight fell on Red Devil’s scarred face. Red Devil pushed up the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and looked ahead. He took a cigar from his pocket and put it in his mouth.

Seeing this, a subordinate hurried forward, opened a lighter, and lit the cigar in the hyena’s mouth.

Red Devil looked down at the golf ball standing quietly on the artificial turf. He exhaled, held the club to check the angle, then swung the club. The oval-shaped club head collided with the ball, making a “bang—” sound. The golf ball flew out in an arc with the impact and landed in the sea in the distance.

At this time, Red Devil was on an open-air balcony at the port, where there was a small golf course covered with artificial turf.

Red Devil looked at the bright sky in the distance and slowly exhaled a puff of white smoke. He clicked his tongue. In fact, he was planning how to find the three people Peter had imprisoned here.

The surveillance here was no different from having none. He no longer expected these useless pieces of scrap metal to be of any use. He turned his gaze to another place.

“Bring my babies up,” he ordered a subordinate.

“Yes,” the subordinate left and soon returned with two pit bulls with iron muzzles.

These two dogs were fighting dogs that Red Devil had recently acquired. They had a square head, short ears, a thick neck, and a large chest. Red Devil had originally planned to send these two pit bulls to an underground dog fighting competition to win money in a few days, but he had encountered an unexpected situation today.

In that case, let the three escaped little mice be the pre-match practice samples for his fighting dogs.

Red Devil held the leashes, and no matter how the two small tractor-like pit bulls pulled him, he remained as unmoving as a mountain. Red Devil threw the golf club aside. His subordinate was very perceptive and brought him a bulletproof vest and a mask to put on.

“Let’s go,” Red Devil sneered. “I’ll go and meet them.”

Romeo suddenly stopped.

He squatted down, pressed his ear to the concrete floor, and listened to the vibrations coming from the floor.

“Not good,” Romeo looked up, his face serious. “A group of people are moving quickly in our direction.”

Hearing his words, Wen En pressed his ear to the wall to confirm. It was indeed as Romeo had said.

Wen En carefully surveyed the surroundings. There were many empty rooms here, but these rooms could not protect their lives.

Since the beginning of their escape, Wen En had been using roundabout tactics. The enemy was in the open, and he was hiding in the dark. When the enemy chased, he hid and fled. But in this situation, where else could they run?

Wen En slowly exhaled. He loaded his pistol, glanced at the red and inflamed wound on Romeo’s hand, and said, “Give me the gun.”

Romeo looked at him with confusion and gave him the gun.

Wen En took the gun, loaded it, and handed it back to Romeo, saying:

“This pistol has eight bullets. Oh, no, seven. Use them sparingly later.”

“I’ll cover you later. You take Xiaoli and take the opportunity to leave,” Wen En had full confidence in Romeo. This kid was an expert at exploiting loopholes. As long as Wen En could give him enough time, Wen En believed he would be like a petrel, flying away from here without looking back.

But Romeo did not respond. He took the pistol and looked at Wen En.

“Is there any other problem?” Wen En was puzzled.

“What about you?” Romeo said. “Am I supposed to abandon you?”

“It’s not abandonment,” Wen En smiled, as if he was used to this kind of thing. He brushed a strand of hair from Romeo’s forehead and said, “I just think that among the three of us, I have more battlefield experience, so…”

“So, you’d rather sacrifice yourself to protect me and Xiaoli?” Romeo looked at him, his eyes filled with disbelief. Wen En’s actions were beyond his comprehension.

“You can say that,” Wen En said.

The scene before him suddenly shook. It changed from the dusty, dilapidated port back to the manor that was being consumed by fire. The sound of burning wood crackled. There was white smoke everywhere, and a pungent, unpleasant smell. Romeo’s forehead was covered in sweat. He saw a ball of fire gather together, turning into a fiery ghost, and rushing towards him. Behind the ghost was his father’s face.

His father’s expression was cold. He raised his hand and made a slitting motion across his own neck. It was a killing gesture.

“Romeo…”

Romeo heard his father calling his name. But Romeo looked at his father’s face in terror. The face was like a candle, being burned and melted by the fire.

“Romeo? Romeo!” until a strong force shook him awake from this strange and terrifying virtual scene. “Romeo, what’s wrong with you?” He saw Wen En grabbing his shoulders and calling his name.

“You’re sweating a lot,” Wen En looked at him anxiously.

Romeo wanted to say, “I’m fine.” But before he could say it, he changed his mind. “No.”

“What?” Wen En looked at him with confusion.

“Wen En, I can’t go,” Romeo said.

“This is not the time to be willful,” Wen En was not satisfied with Romeo’s response. He really didn’t understand what he was up to at this time.

The next second, Romeo’s outrageous action almost made his jaw drop.

Romeo held the gun and pointed it at his own face. “If you die, I don’t want to live either.”

“Are you crazy?!” Wen En said in disbelief. He couldn’t understand why someone would give up their life for a strange tantrum.

“I’m serious, Wen En.”

Romeo grabbed Wen En’s hand. At this moment, a strange, fanatical obsession appeared in his eyes. His expression was so serious, like a burning, hot candle. The melted wax dripped on Wen En’s hand, making him tremble.

“No!”

“Wen En!”

Wen En’s eyes widened. His strength was drained in an instant. He could only watch as Romeo kissed his mouth.

Xiaoli, on the side, covered his eyes. What are they doing? They don’t even care about their lives, just kissing here?

I should push him away. That’s what Wen En thought, but his actions were another matter. His body was watching coldly, watching the Alpha’s pheromones invade his body like an intruder, occupying his glands, his brain, and making a Beta who originally had no scent smell of Alpha pheromones all over.

The smell of coconut, mixed with the smell of lemon, like a sweet and refreshing cocktail, flowed into Wen En’s esophagus.

The Alpha released his mouth.

Wen En felt Romeo’s nose gently rubbing against the bridge of his nose.

“Don’t leave me, okay?” Romeo’s pleading voice drilled into his ear. “Please, don’t leave me.”

Wen En licked his lips. It seemed that the taste of coconut was still lingering on the corner of his mouth. This little bastard… what on earth does he want? How could someone be so reckless, just to, just to be with him? Wen En couldn’t understand this logic, but, damn it, he kind of wanted to agree.

He had been through life and death so many times, but Wen En was not a fearless tough guy. After all, he was just an ordinary human Beta male. Of course he would be afraid of death. It was just that his long training in the interstellar army had formed a kind of discipline in him, that is, when he saw danger, he had to protect the people around him at the first opportunity, even if it meant sacrificing his life.

If someone could die with him, for Wen En, what could be more romantic than that?

“I…”

In that instant, Wen En was almost driven to lose his mind by Romeo. Just as Wen En was about to say something, he heard Romeo say:

“If you die, I’ll kill Xiaoli to accompany you in death, and then kill myself to find you in hell.”

Wen En: …instantly calmed down.

“Bang—”

Wen En directly punched the psycho in the head.

“Ow, ow, ow! It hurts so much! Why did you hit me again?!”

“It’s one thing if you die yourself, but why do you have to drag others down with you?!” Wen En was speechless.

Xiaoli, on the side, nodded desperately. He didn’t want to die yet, at least not for such an absurd reason. At least he wanted to die with some dignity.

Romeo was so wronged that he was about to talk back to Wen En, but then he heard Wen En say:

“Alright!” Wen En said. “In that case, none of us will die. We will all leave this place alive.”

Hearing Wen En’s words, both Xiaoli’s and Romeo’s gazes involuntarily turned to Wen En.

The sunlight streamed in from the window and landed on Wen En’s left cheek, casting a deep shadow under his right brow bone, making the fine hairs on his face dance in the sunlight, looking warm and fuzzy.

His gaze, reflected in the sunlight, looked clear and bright, giving him a reliable and reassuring feeling, as if he were covered in a filter of a realist oil painting.

Romeo had some difficulty breathing. After thinking for a moment, he still managed to control the urge to kiss him.

Of course, Wen En didn’t know what he was thinking. He said, “I’ve thought about it. I’ve decided to take the initiative and seize the initiative, so that we can better control the situation.”

“What should we do?” Romeo asked with confusion.

“Duel with them,” the corners of Wen En’s mouth turned up slightly. “Have you seen a western cowboy movie?”