Chapter 59: A + A

Line stood in front of Shang Ke, and the huge momentum came to him and he was firmly incarcerated.
It is still possible to take a step back and rest on the metal bed frame, and it feels cold at once. I was trying to break the silence, and suddenly my face changed. A hegemonic atmosphere forced him to break his defense and enter his body.
Rein stretched his legs and stepped into his legs, pulling him into his arms with one hand. The two bodies were closely attached, as if they could clearly feel the blood flowing and the pulse of the other side.
Can still raise the hand block, the other party does not retreat, forcefully open his leg, while his hands fixed his waist, not let him break free. The strong pheromone has a majestic desire to go straight from the lower body.
Still snoring, two sets of flames in his eyes, glaring at the man in front of him, he did not believe, this man dared to violence him in the training camp.
However, it is clear that the arbitrariness and privilege of the Alpha Powerhouse are underestimated. The general system is not binding on Lein, who is in a high position. Moreover, in the history of the empire, there has not been a record of Alpha being forced by another Alpha. So even if Lein did, it is estimated that no one believes.
Still with a look of anger, like a blasting agent, instantly ignited the fire of Rein. He swiftly attacked the still lips and swallowed his breath.
It is still possible for him to be imprisoned on the bed frame, and every time he resists, it will usher in a more violent attack. The body was invaded by Ryne's breath a little bit, and the thrill and shyness shocked his brain at the same time, but he could gradually feel weak, and once again he was deeply aware of the strength gap between him and Rhein.
Not reconciled!
It is still possible to clench his fists and try to resist the pheromones that are being swept in his body. Although Lein did not really enter, but his breath has already occupied him all over, every part, every inch of skin, left his traces.
This is more unbearable than a real gun.
Suddenly, the back of the bed was suddenly held back, the body jerked up, the legs bent, and forced to lean into Rein's chest.
Rein's arm traverse, was able to spare a foot, kicked back half a step.
Unfortunately, the dormitory space is too small, there is no room for play, but for a moment, he was intercepted by Lein and intercepted the offensive, overwhelming the bed.
Both hands and feet were restrained, but it was still a fire in the heart. He bite down on Lein’s neck, biting it like a cockroach, almost biting off a piece of meat from Lein.
Lein's eyes were dark, he turned over and ripped off his already loose clothes, revealing his scarred back. Rein saw these scars, made a move, saw him struggle, pressed his arms, and then bowed his head to his lower back.
Still shuddering, loudly said: "Lean, what are you doing?!"
"mark."
The hot breath, infiltrated into the acceptable skin along the bite marks, and the acupuncture-like pain made him unable to scream.
"Don't!" Still struggling, the pheromone is surging.
Alpha breaths and the Lein mark fails. His eyes were dark, and he leaned over to the ear, whispering: "You want me to want you now, or let me mark it."
"I don't want to!" Once marked, the pheromone of the marker will be left on the body. This is undoubtedly telling others that he is Alpha and has been declared ownership by another Alpha. With the breath of another man, how does he face "he" in the future?
"That's up to me." Rein pulled him up, flipped it against the bed and bullied it.
Looking up, inadvertently seeing his expression, Lein stopped the action.
It is true that conquering this Alpha has given Rein an indescribable pleasure, but the humiliation and anger in this person has made him hesitate. Seeing him uncomfortable, he will also feel inexplicably bored.
In this world, only Alpha strong is qualified to say "no". Control and being controlled, conquered and conquered, marked and marked are natural laws. Rhein doesn't feel that he is wrong, but he doesn't seem to want more than that...
"You are still too weak." Rein's fingers rubbed through the pleasing corners of his eyes and whispered. If this person is omega, I am afraid that I have already turned around under my own body. He does not understand why he resists the physical instinct? Both sides have pleasures, aren't they?
"Give me time, I will definitely become stronger!" Still swear, even if it is not for the task, he will become stronger! This world is totally unreasonable, identity and strength are everything!
"I am waiting." Rein sat up slowly, then stared at him coldly. "But you remember, you belong to me, I don't allow you to be contaminated by anyone other than me."
Still can't speak silently.
"Clean up, get ready for training at night." Rein sorted out the loose uniforms and left the dormitory.
Almost barely streaking, he is well dressed. He still has his breath in the body, and the feeling of being round is not so wonderful.
cAo! Since coming to this world, the frequency of swearing has increased.
He decided to temporarily put the person looking for things aside, pay close attention to training, and as soon as possible to upgrade the strength to the height of "who is who is yang"!
In the following time, almost all of the energy was put into training, starting earlier than others, training time was longer than others, and the hard work was more than others, and the speed of improvement was slower than others.
Many people secretly ridiculed him for his poor qualifications, and from time to time sarcasm, they can all turn a deaf ear. This kind of forbearance, but let them even more contempt, but also a bit disappointing, this is the "hero" praised by the outside world? No strength, no blood, he was able to survive the original, relying entirely on luck.
Lein heard the criticisms of the soldiers and did not help. That person must rely on his own ability to convince everyone, otherwise it will be difficult to move in the future.
"Lieutenant, I have seen your battle video in Via City. I admire your strength. Now that I have been assigned to the same team, I don’t know if I can ask for a few tricks?" An officer who was also a lieutenant went to Shangke. In front of me, I asked sincerely.
It is still possible to complete daily training with other players. The performance of other people is very easy. Only his face is pale, sweaty and sinister.
I can still look at a group of players who are preparing to watch the show. Slowly put down the kettle in my hand and say, "Okay."
The lieutenant was a glimpse first, then smiled and said: "Please."
The two went to the scene, one with a standard military posture, and the other with a slight skew.
There was a burst of low laughs outside the court.
Lieutenant suddenly felt that it was a wrong decision to find him. Isn't this a bully? Even if you win, there will be no sense of accomplishment! It’s still a quick fix.
His eyes were stunned, his body squirmed, and he rushed straight to Shangke, waving a punch at his face and bringing a burst of strength. Anyone watching the battle can feel the power of this move. Once it is hit, it will be seriously injured if it is not dead.
It seems that there is no such thing as dodge. When I saw the fist whistling, everyone thought that when he was going to finish, he found that his figure suddenly disappeared. The lieutenant’s fist swayed, and the footsteps rushed a few steps because of inertia. He didn’t stand still. He suddenly felt a knee in his knees, and his legs involuntarily turned down. Then the back neck was heavily hit, and the brain was dizzy. People can't help but fall down.
The whole process took only two or three seconds, and the eyes of the people did not have time to lick it.
The audience was silent.
Still facing the squatting lieutenant, his face was still pale, his body was still weak, and the sweat ran down his forehead, slowly dripping, and then slid over the blushing lips. He rubbed it with his hands, his eyes were slightly draped, his eyes were a little lazy, and he stood in an empty field, and he seemed to be weak and strong. This is an indescribable unique temperament.
He waited for a moment in the same place, and saw that the lieutenant had not been awake before he turned and left.
"I wiped, one move, just stunned Esser in one stroke!" The eyes were still leaving, and the scene immediately picked up.
"Who just saw his movements? How could it be so fast?"
"Monitoring should be taken down, look back and look."
It’s not unusual to defeat a lieutenant, but it’s too easy, too freehand, too quick, and it’s a sudden lack of physical strength, which has to surprise everyone.
After the waking up, the face turned red and shouted: "I don't accept it! I want to be more than him."
Immediately, someone immediately told him that he could go to the medical room.
He even chased the past.
When I came to the door of the medical room, I was about to knock on the door, and I heard the voice coming from inside the door.
"Lieutenant Phil, I must remind you once again that your physical function has been severely damaged. Ordinary physical training can make you suffer for three days and three nights, let alone aggravation training for ten consecutive hours every day!" Countlessly and ruthlessly. This guy is already a frequent visitor to the medical room, and every time he helps him check his body, he feels scared. Physical exhaustion, accompanied by muscle spasm, obviously the road is not stable, and actually can continue to train!
Still sitting on the bed, smiled and said: "Thank you for your concern, I am fine." He is now the legendary masochistic, more and more frustrated, hehe.
"It's okay, you say it every time." The doctor gave him the potion and angered. "You listen to me, take a day off tomorrow, or I will give you a sleeping pill directly."
"Doctor, you are a threat to the red fruit."
"Hey, I threatened, you go to complain!" The doctor wanted to marry him, but he couldn't bear it, so he had to squat.
"Okay, I will wait for me again..." The words suddenly stopped here because he saw that he still had no idea when he had fallen asleep at the bedside.
Looking at the scars on his body and his calm face, the doctor couldn't help but feel sad. Outsiders only see the glory of the heroes, who cares how much hard they have paid.
The doctor sighed low and gently covered the quilt.
Lieutenant Esser, who was outside the door, bowed his head and turned silently. He was about to leave. He saw Lein quietly standing behind him, his face dark and almost scared him.
Esser quickly saluted, Rhein said: "Run a hundred miles with heavy load, the aircraft cross-country 5 hours, immediately executed."
Esser looked at the tragedy and bowed his head in frustration.
Lein walked into the medical room, and the doctor saw him coming in. After the ceremony, he walked away with a sensible look.
Rein came to the bed and watched for a moment, then leaned over and gently pressed a kiss on his lips.
Can still follow the doctor's intention, the next day decided to take a day off, went out to visit his mother, and successfully added some daily necessities.
Just out of the training camp, I saw that Ryan is standing not far away. It is still possible for him to come to find himself, hesitating whether he should go up and say hello, but see him suddenly ran to the other side, it was originally a contract with Zeka.
You can shrug your shoulders, you don't have to call, why should you go. He turned and walked cheerfully.
Just as he turned around, Zaka over there suddenly looked up and looked at his back, and looked at Ryan in front of him. He smiled. "Fairmo has been training very hard recently. You don't go see him. ?"
Ryan glanced at him with a strange look: "You know that I don't like him."
"Oh? Is it?" Zeka smiled lightly. I remember that Li An had a close relationship with Phil Mo, and even heard that the two had established a relationship. He also planned to compete with Phil, how can he just blink of an eye? Don't like it? When did this start? Hey, it seems that it is rumored that the strength of Phil ink has been greatly reduced?
Zeka still had a smile on his face, but there was a bit of boring and embarrassing in his eyes.