(Note: This chapter contains an intimate scene)
Cen Zhen: “……”How many plots have you imagined for yourself? Be careful when I have my heat next year. I will torture you to death in that month.
He resignedly pressed the back of Lian Yu’s head, took off his mask, and allowed him to bury his face in his neck. This action undoubtedly greatly soothed the Sentinel’s collapsing emotions. Lian Yu’s hand holding Cen Zhen’s collar was so tight that his skin turned white, but surprisingly he did not resist Cen Zhen’s action.
His chest twitches uncontrollably because of crying, which was strangely cute. Cen Zhen patted his back and his eyes focused behind Lian Yu. The dwarf girl was slumped there, and at this time, she was suppressing the trembling of her index finger and trying to aim the muzzle of the gun at Cen Zhen’s eyebrows.
At such a close distance, there was no reason for her to miss, and once hit, Cen Zhen would definitely die, and his brain would likely be cooked by the high-speed rotating bullet.
Don’t blame me, the dwarf thought, blame this damn Slave Market. She pulled the trigger ruthlessly, and with the sound of the gunshot, she was punched in the lower abdomen. She vomited blood in the severe pain.
Just as she felt the feathers inserted in the mask close at hand, the soft tail feathers brushed across her cheeks, and there was a slightly cool liquid from nowhere hitting her chin. The next second, she flew out, and her eyes went black and she lost consciousness.
Cen Zhen didn’t see clearly how Lian Yu pushed him away and how he knocked the dwarf away, but based on his understanding of Lian Yu and the state of the alley after the dust settled, he could perfectly restore what happened in his mind.
Lian Yu sniffed, rubbed his hand that had just broken three ribs, turned around, and embedded himself back into Cen Zhen’s arms.
“How did you do it?” Cen Zhen was referring to the fact that he was able to infiltrate the masked team during his heat, disguised as a killer, and released into the Slave Fighting Arena. He lifted the ends of Lian Yu’s hair and touched the back of his neck. The glands there were red and a little swollen, and he could feel a noticeable heat when he pressed his fingertips against it.
“……” Lian Yu hugged Cen Zhen’s waist and buried his face tightly. It was unknown whether he had regained his sanity or not, and he didn’t say a word. It must be mentioned that the dwarf was quite good at finding a hiding place. There was a hail of bullets outside the alley, but it was rare to have a moment of peace inside the alley.
After a while, Cen Zhen suddenly felt something strange about his collar. He paused and forcefully pushed Lian Yu’s face away, only to see that the clothes on his shoulders had completely changed color and were soaked with tears.
Cen Zhen looked at Lian Yu’s face, his wet eyelashes condensed into sections, his nose was red from crying, and his eyes were badly swollen like periorbital edema. Even so, he still stared at his neck without blinking, looking pitiful.
“If you keep crying like this, something bad will happen.” Cen Zhen stroked Lian Yu’s hair and kissed him on the cheek. Lian Yu was startled and trembled. When Cen Zhen looked up after kissing him, Lian Yu hurriedly put his face over again.
As he wished, Cen Zhen kissed him once more, twice more, kissed his forehead, eyes, lips, and chin. The last kiss rolled on Lian Yu’s lips, rubbing from light to heavy. Lian Yu sighed comfortably from the depths of his throat. He opened his mouth, and his tongue took the initiative to hook open Cen Zhen’s lips and licked his upper jaw.
With the help of Guide pheromone, spiritual power, and close contact, Lian Yu finally had the tendency to stop crying. The puppy who was angry and lacked love finally became obedient under the feeding of his master. He kept kissing Cen Zhen’s face, like tasting candy that he was reluctant to swallow, licking and biting, and his body would tremble uncontrollably when the kiss was comfortable.
Cen Zhen let him. After all, comforting Lian Yu’s emotions was his top priority. The slave chip could not punish them for violating the rules, but Lian Yu would probably cry to death.
His existence made Lian Yu’s heat more painful and difficult, and it was also because of his existence that Lian Yu’s heat became ecstasy.
Finally, when Cen Zhen’s shoulder and collarbone were bitten to the point where he had nowhere to bite, Lian Yu blinked and regained his senses. He was like a golden retriever who wanted to evade responsibility after tearing all the furniture apart: “…Why am I here? I’m so thirsty…”
“Don’t play dumb, I know you remember everything.” Cen Zhen’s collar had been torn, and half of it was wet and stuck to his body, making him very uncomfortable.
“Ah, I seem to smell YaoJin’s pheromones.” Lian Yu stiffly changed the subject. He took a step outside was blinded by the sunlight and retreated back to the alley. He put the mask back on his face, “… It’s too bright. My eyes are going to be blinded.”
“Don’t rub it. If you keep messing with your eyes, you’ll have no chance.” Cen Zhen also smelled Yao Jin’s pheromones and it’s getting closer and closer to them. “How did you get in?”
“Uh… Let me think,” Lian Yu cried until his voice was hoarse, but compared to his walnut eyes, it was nothing. “Pan kept comforting me. I thought he was too noisy and locked him in the bedroom. Then I rushed out of the room and was going to jump into the sea… Well, I got lost and ran to who knows where.”
“Then I was very angry and felt that everything was against me, so I turned on the locator and decided to kill the important participant in the Slave Market that I had found before. It turned out that he was the general manager of the masked killer group. When I sneaked in, he was doing the final inspection before the masked killer was released… The next step is very simple, kill one and replace the identity, I don’t need to say more, right? ”
“Then have you thought about how to explain to the people outside the surveillance why the masked killer threw himself into the slave’s arms and cried?”
Lian Yu raised the ring on his wrist, “The jammer, fortunately it was made a long time ago and is still with me.”
“Okay.” Cen Zhen nodded and asked the most critical question: “Have you thought about how to get out?”
“No.” Lian Yu answered immediately.
Unexpectedly, Cen Zhen smiled when he heard this reply, and his slightly curved blue eyes were like amber melted into a piece of blue sky, shining brightly. Lian Yu’s all in for this look of his, and waited until Cen Zhen’s smile faded before speaking again: “But I think it’s not too late to think about it now. You are so amazing for drawing the hacker identity. You can even hack into the core area after connecting to the Internet. You are simply the child of destiny. But what did you do? You turn yourself into a nurse carrying a bag for an orc doctor?”
In the beginning, Cen Zhen didn’t want to be manipulated by the rules of the Slave Arena, so he naturally didn’t take the identity card and character information seriously. Shouhe is an interstellar police on a mission to destroy the Slave Market. It will always be right to find him and form an alliance with him. But now Lian Yu came in, and he looked confident. Cen Zhen decided to wait and see what he wanted to do, “Then please carry me, great master?” “No problem.” Lian Yu suddenly caught a glimpse of something from the corner of his eye, and his eyebrows jumped involuntarily, “…What the hell?” Hearing this, Cen Zhen also turned his head and saw a man holding a bed, with another red-haired man hanging on the side of the bed, and a masked killer behind him, just striding and running towards them with a majestic demeanor.
Original Author’s Note:
Brother Zhen and Silver Carp: Don’t come over here! ! !
Translator’s Note:
Great Master: Someone with god-like skill of some kind
Don’t come over here: a funny meme in China, imagine it to be super dramatic and full of resistance
( I am not happy with how this chapter turned out because I’m having a hard time focusing during proofreading. I plan to come back and edit it. The next chapter is translated, and I’ll push myself to finish proofreading by Friday)
