The Overworked Beta and the Paranoid Alpha 45

Chapter 45: No More Talk About Chasing

Knowing that Wen En was definitely not joking, Romeo stopped fooling around and got down to business.

He lay on the ground, his ear pressed to the floor, feeling the subtle vibrations transmitted through the ground to his eardrum.

This skill of perceiving direction through vibrations was not uncommon. In nature, many wild animals used it to sense predators. As for humans, Wen En had also learned this skill during his military service.

However, hard work could not beat talent. Wen En was a Beta and a retired soldier. Although he had superhuman physical strength, endurance, and fighting skills, he was still a little weak in perception.

To be precise, he was a little stronger than ninety-nine percent of ordinary Alphas, but Romeo was not an ordinary Alpha. He was a con artist and a thief. It was difficult to commit such a crime without some superhuman intuition.

Wen En had a deep impression of Romeo’s crime scene. At that time, he was also like this, with his ear pressed to the thickened synthetic metal safe door, his fingertips on the keypad, gently turning to enter the password.

Wen En looked down. Romeo’s tall, well-defined, box-shaped nose gently touched the ground, accidentally getting a few specks of dust on it. His feather-like eyelashes covered his eyes. Wen En couldn’t see his eyes, nor did he know what he was thinking. The kiss just now flashed in Wen En’s mind like a firework and quickly disappeared.

“Are you done?” Wen En asked.

Romeo made a shushing gesture, signaling Wen En not to make a sound. Suddenly, he quickly got up, pointed in a direction, and said, “Over there!”

Xiaoli covered his cheek and knelt on the concrete floor, not daring to move.

Just now, he had accidentally kicked a can and was slapped to the ground by Red Devil. Red Devil did not curse, but just warned him with his anglerfish-like eyes.

Bloody snot ran down Xiaoli’s face. He didn’t dare to blow his nose, just nodded while crying.

Red Devil lifted Xiaoli by the collar like a chicken.

Red Devil suddenly stopped.

But Xiaoli did not feel relieved. Instead, he became more nervous.

“You’re in heat, right?” Red Devil asked in a low voice in his ear.

Faced with this malicious question, Xiaoli’s reason told him not to answer honestly, but he was so scared that he subconsciously nodded.

A mocking smile appeared on Red Devil’s lips. Then, he grabbed the fabric of the work uniform that was tightly clinging to the back of Xiaoli’s neck and tore it with force.

Xiaoli only felt a chill on the back of his neck, and then he realized, “Don’t—” he screamed, feeling that it was over. The most vulnerable part of an Omega was completely exposed in front of an Alpha. What was the difference between this and a lamb putting its neck under the butcher’s knife?

“Ah…”

Red Devil took a deep breath, feeling the rich Omega pheromones enter his body through his nasal cavity, flow in his blood, and complete a full-body circulation.

He turned his neck, and the joints cracked. “It’s been a long time since I’ve been this excited.”

Xiaoli closed his eyes, not daring to look. He trembled all over, feeling with despair that a certain part was pressing against him.

“You’re lucky.”

Red Devil sneered. He had no intention of taking Xiaoli here. He was very clear about the primary and secondary contradictions. Xiaoli was just a tool for him to buy time to kill Wen En. After Wen En was dead, he could do whatever he wanted with the tool.

Hearing footsteps, Red Devil shifted his gaze from the weak and helpless Omega to another person.

At some point, Wen En was standing not far in front of him.

The sunlight shone from his side, casting a cliff-like shadow on his left cheek, and also leaving a few long, slanting rays of light behind him.

“You’re here.”

Red Devil looked at Wen En with the eyes of someone looking at a corpse. Wen En also looked at Red Devil with the same cold eyes.

Wen En raised his gun, but Red Devil grabbed Xiaoli and used him as a shield.

“Shoot,” Red Devil said. “Then I can die with this little beauty.”

Xiaoli’s tears kept flowing. His eyes were helpless. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty. His throat was dry and painful. The saliva was like a flexible, special steel blade, scratching his throat.

Wen En was expressionless. He ignored Romeo’s astonished gaze, unloaded the bullets from his pistol, and the new bullets scattered on the ground like raindrops. Wen En threw the pistol aside and said:

“As you wish.”

“I like your temper.”

Red Devil threw Xiaoli aside and laughed:

“You’re the most badass Beta I’ve ever seen.”

The next moment, the two of them started fighting.

At the same time, Romeo quickly picked up the gun that Wen En had thrown aside, picked up the bullets on the ground, and reloaded. Just as he was about to aim at Red Devil’s head and pull the trigger, Red Devil suddenly dodged, and Wen En, as if he had a GPS, accurately located the gun. Wen En swept his leg, and the gun immediately flew to the top of the container.

“Hey, watch it!” Romeo cursed and shook his hand, which had been kicked red and painful.

“Sorry,” Wen En said.

“You’re still a little green, young man,” Red Devil said.

“Normal,” Wen En retorted without missing a beat. “After all, I don’t take steroids.”

Red Devil’s face suddenly froze.

When he was still fighting in the underground boxing ring, he had seen many of his peers inject themselves with a veterinary hormone that had long been banned for commercial use by the Federation Empire in order to get bigger muscles and stronger strength.

—Many businessmen who raised livestock for meat would inject this hormone into their livestock to make them grow three times their size in a short period of time.

The reason for the ban was also obvious: consuming meat products with this hormone would cause diseases in humans, such as malignant tumors and impotence.

Red Devil had no morals, but he was not a short-sighted fool. He would not give up his health for a short period of strength. He had always insisted on natural training. Therefore, Wen En’s taunt was like an invisible slap to his face.

“Ha, I can see that,” Wen En’s taunt was not over. Wen En looked down at a certain part of Red Devil, then turned his head to look at a certain part of Romeo. It could only be said that there was a visible size difference.

“Did he hurt you just now?” Wen En looked at Xiaoli and asked.

This question sounded malicious. Xiaoli could only blink awkwardly. Romeo was much bolder than him and laughed out loud.

“You lunatic!” Red Devil was so humiliated that he turned as red as a hot coal and shouted, “How big do you want it to be?! It’s enough as long as it’s usable!”

“It’s the same as making money. Would you complain about having more and more money?” Wen En sneered.

“Ahhhhhh—”

This taunt directly broke Red Devil’s sanity. He roared and beat his chest like an angry gorilla, and rushed over like a road roller. Wen En wanted to dodge, but Red Devil chased after him relentlessly, directly picked him up over his head, and slammed him to the ground, making Wen En see stars.

“Wen En!”

Romeo had been trying to find a way to climb to the top of the container to get the gun, but seeing Wen En being treated like this, he couldn’t hold back and rushed over.

“What can a pretty boy like you do?” Red Devil sneered.

“It’s enough as long as I’m better than you,” Romeo retorted.

With that, Romeo threw a straight punch. Red Devil thought this kind of fighting style was childish and ridiculous, and it would be too easy to dodge. Just as he was about to dodge, he found that he was bound by something and couldn’t move. He subconsciously looked down and saw that Wen En had somehow gotten up from the ground and was holding his waist tightly.

Damn it, Red Devil cursed in his heart.

Then the punch hit him straight in the face.

Wen En let go, and Red Devil also took a few steps back. Blood trickled from Red Devil’s nostrils. Red Devil coughed a few times and spat a mouthful of phlegm mixed with broken teeth and blood on the ground.

This punch had calmed Red Devil down from his anger of defending his Alpha dignity.

“It seems it doesn’t matter whether you take steroids or not,” Romeo looked at a certain place and sneered. “When you’re middle-aged, what’s supposed to be soft will be soft.”

Red Devil’s lips twitched, and he sneered, “Cherish your last chance to be hard.”

You’ll be dead soon, and you’ll never have a chance to be hard again! Red Devil added the second half of the sentence in his mind.

Seeing Red Devil charge over again, Romeo and Wen En exchanged a look. Romeo rushed up first to fight Red Devil and cover Wen En.

“Yahhhhh—”

Red Devil let out a loud cry and first used a series of punches, catching Romeo off guard. He could only use his arms to block. Until Red Devil hooked his claws and swiped over, Romeo felt that something was wrong. He subconsciously bent down to dodge. The claw hit the iron container, and the metal shell was instantly crumpled like paper.

But before Romeo could breathe a sigh of relief, he was met with Red Devil’s attack and verbal abuse again. “Don’t go soft so quickly, Alpha boy!”

“I don’t think so.”

With that, Romeo took two punches, and then he grabbed Red Devil’s hand.

“What?” Red Devil was shocked.

Romeo let go, and in that brief moment, Wen En suddenly appeared, and a flying kick hit Red Devil’s abdomen. Red Devil flew out like a frisbee and landed on all fours on the ground.