The devil training camp occupies a vast area of Jinshanjiao, from the training ground to the ammunition storage warehouse to the residence where ordinary mercenaries live when they are not on missions. Although the building looks simple, it definitely has everything a normal human life needs. Ten conventions of function and master.
The residential areas of ordinary mercenaries are far away from the arsenal, not only to prevent private theft, but also for the personal safety of the mercenaries—the only ones who will build their own houses behind the arsenal are the devil training camps The alpha wolf, Norola, is a pervert.
In their view, the simple wooden house built behind the arsenal was an absolute forbidden zone that they could never go close to. If it wasn't for an important mission or a mistake, they would hardly see Norora for a few days all year round. noodle-
It is said that the wolf is very busy, but almost no one knows what he is busy with.
On this sunny afternoon, a "guest" who recklessly barged in without being invited unexpectedly appeared in Norolla's room.
The warm wind mixed with the rotting smell of tropical rainforest leaves blows into the room, and when it blows over the face, there is a sense of itchy comfort. Norolla narrowed her eyes slightly, and her handsome face spread from the brow bone to the jaw. Because of his action, the scar in his face swept away the usual gloom, and the man let out a vaguely satisfied sigh, like a large canine lying in the sun in the afternoon.
Located in the Golden Triangle in Southeast Asia, 12 months a year can barely be divided into "cool summer" and "hot summer". What's strange is that the man with the highest status in the devil training camp In the room, the various refrigeration equipment in the ordinary mercenary residence can not be seen—
The owner of the room is sitting in a soft armchair behind his exaggerated desk, his long legs are draped lazily on the edge of the window sill, his hands are hanging on the armrests, the whole person looks lazily almost close to Trapped in a chair—in order not to detonate the pile of heavyweight munitions in the arsenal, smoking is prohibited within a radius of 1,000 meters from Norolla's house. This is an express rule that all mercenaries know. Holding a lighted tobacco crookedly in his mouth, amidst the sparks, he always kept his back to the door.
Until he leisurely smoked the tobacco, threw the butt of the cigarette on the ground, and stomped it out with his foot. Norolla roughly estimated the time, and the man standing by his desk behind him rushed to him with great anger. It has been more than an hour since I entered his room—well, for ordinary people, this may not be a long period of time.
But for the sparrow, it was enough to calm him enough to speak humanly before he opened his mouth again—at least, Norora thought so.
Norolla slowly turned her chair back, crossed her fingers on her lower abdomen, the man lazily raised his eyelids, and glanced at the gray-haired man standing by his desk with a blank expression: "Qi If that's enough, get out of here."
Bai Que's silver-gray pupils calmly glanced at the head wolf in the devil's training camp with the same arrogant attitude, but he didn't move at all, and he didn't mean to "get out" at all.
"Don't leave, right?" Norola put her long legs on the desk again arrogantly, and the metal on the heavy cowhide boots made two muffled bangs and bangs on the log table. He glanced at the white bird, Suddenly he opened his mouth and smiled, "Bai Que, you are really spoiled by Lao Tzu, you have eaten the heart of a bear, you dare to kick my door, huh?"
"Your door is locked, I can't come in." The white sparrow replied with an emotionless voice.
"So you kicked the door?"
"yes."
Norola changed her posture and sat firmly, still with a smile on her face, she asked the persistent man almost seriously: "What's the matter?"
Pretending to be innocent.
It was as if he really didn't know why Bai Que came to him.
As an old man in the devil's training camp, Bai Que knew better than anyone else that the alpha wolf was unhappy at this time—but he didn't care, because he didn't intend to talk cheerfully to Norora when he came today. The white sparrow paused, and his eyes slid slowly over the scar that looked particularly shocking on the man's face: "I think, as the chief wolf, you still owe an explanation to your brothers about the trip to Sicily this time. "
Hearing this, the smile on the corner of Norolla's lips suddenly became dangerous, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the man playfully—every time that sharp gaze swept over an inch of Bai Que's body, almost It was as if they were going to swallow him alive. In the end, Norolla's gaze stayed on the small part of the white sparrow's neck protruding from the collar of the mercenary uniform. The man's gaze dimmed, and he suddenly felt that he had become Dry mouth.
Want to stand up now—
Forcibly grabbing the hands that only the top instructors of the devil training camp have, grabbing his wrists, imprisoning him, pressing him against the wall, ripping off his pants, and viciously assaulting him—look at that picture in other Seeing the sacred and inviolable paralyzed face, the mercenary was fucked to the point where he looked like he was about to cry...
"You never think that I owe them an explanation, you just think that I owe you an explanation, don't you, little bird?"
The man's ending sound was raised, and he was satisfied to see that when he called him "little bird" in a frivolous tone, there was a trace of almost tangled resistance on the gray-haired man's paralyzed face.
Norora liked to see his expression.
The mood suddenly became more cheerful. The man stood up, came to the edge of the desk, and circled around the white bird. He tilted his head and looked at him, watching him standing there all the time, with his waist straight and neither humble nor haughty. , until finally, he stopped, leaned over from behind the white bird, and whispered to the gray-haired man's earlobe: "To be precise, you think I owe Fezella an explanation, don't you?"
When the man spoke, all the scorching breath sprayed on the white sparrow's neck. He frowned, but resisted the strong desire to push away. Any emotion exposed to the gaze of another man in the room.
"Didn't you also kill Ole to avenge Fezera? Tsk tsk, I heard that the guy was cut open by you and died miserably—now that the local government came to me to ask for the murderer, I didn't even think about how to do it." Give them the 'murderer' they want—it's good now, why are you running to me again?" Norolla's tone was full of smiles, but her tone was full of grievances, "Look, little Bird, originally the traitor was supposed to be brought back to the training camp and handed over to me to deal with it myself, but because of your misbehavior, now the cops come to visit me every day like it's an entertainment place, and I'm also...very troubled. "
After finishing speaking, almost uncontrollably, the man sniffed his tall nose, buried it in the gray-haired man's neck, and took a deep breath.
This almost intimate gesture finally made Bai Que frown suddenly, and took a big step back.
Norola wasn't angry either, she just followed him one more step with a smile on her own. The man was tall, almost half a head taller than Baique, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall. His figure was also much stronger, even if it was The muscles that are completely relaxed on weekdays are the ones that present the perfect bulging curves. Such a body gap easily creates the illusion that he is completely suppressing the gray-haired man.
At this time, the two of them retreated into the dark place in the house where the sunlight could not reach.
Baique couldn't see the man's expression clearly, but could only feel that he was approaching him infinitely, with his almost suffocating strong aura, the man was attached to his ear, when he spoke, The hot thin lips almost touched his earlobe—
"Little bird, I warned you not to get involved with that doctor under my nose."
"..."
"But just a few days after I warned you, I received a report from the people below, saying that they saw you kissing passionately on my armored vehicle—tsk tsk, I heard that you took the initiative, little bird, I didn't expect you to be too Such a passionate person."
When the man said these words, his hands had already been dishonestly wrapped around the white bird's arm, with a lot of force. For the white bird, who is very familiar with the basic values of the human body, that kind of strength is almost the first second. It made him understand the gap in strength between the two sides—it was an absolute power that even if Bai Que tried his best, it was impossible to resist.
The flash of surprise in the eyes of the man in the arms was seen by Norolla, and he sneered in a low voice: "Little bird, you have been in the position of instructor for too long, so you will forget the basic survival in the training camp." Law—the reason why I sit in this position to command you, order you, and even... play with you is because no one can pull me out of this position."
After the man finished speaking, he pinched the gray-haired man's jaw with his hand, pulled it up, and said, "Hey, you don't seem to agree with it?"
The white bird lowered its eyes: "Strength will not keep you at the top forever."
"This kind of strange theory, you can tell that it was Fizela who said it," Norolla said with a wider smile, "Little bird, you also know that I will be angry if you mention him in front of me, let's not mention it." He's better."
He said so on his mouth, but his hands had already made a punishing action that he was not prepared to forgive. He neatly took off the armed belt around the gray-haired man's waist and threw it away, and hid him behind his hip with ease. , the calf, and the daggers near the inner thighs were all taken out and thrown away, and then, he used his knees to forcefully push his legs apart, and his shoulders pressed against his chest, completely sealing him All possible opportunities to resist.
When the man's hand penetrated from the hem of Bai Que's clothes with irresistible strength, and when the rough palm that was completely different from the woman's touch touched his chest, Bai Que trembled almost uncontrollably—and pressed against him The man on his body didn't stop, there was always a lazy and dangerous smile on the corner of his lips...
When the man grabbed him violently and turned over against the wall, he pulled down his pants involuntarily. His face was leaning against the cold, rough wooden wall. She closed her eyes desperately: "Norola, you will regret—"
The head wolf of the devil's training camp approached and carefully looked at the slightly trembling eyelashes of the gray-haired man, and he smiled like a wild wolf about to eat a prey that could not resist: "If you don't do it, I will regret it. "
After saying that, the man's hand snapped open the tight buttocks muscles that felt good to the touch, and took himself hard, hard, and hot huge, and pushed it hard into the body of the subordinate—
Both sides let out a dull snort at the same time.
The white bird frowned stubbornly, enduring the severe pain of tearing from behind, and the huge object that was so hot that it was almost scalded by the craftsman, and slowly twitched mercilessly in his body—
"This mission, if you were smarter and followed the advance troops, maybe they wouldn't be wiped out completely. It was you who didn't follow, Bai Que, why did you come here to blame me afterwards, and let the person who sent the message tell you The secret responsibility is that I deliberately want their dog's life... "
Norolla bit the white bird's earlobe fiercely, until she tasted the bloody breath in her mouth, then lazily licked him and let him go. Between the heavy snorting of the two, he buried the man deeply. The posture in his body lifted him up and turned him over. When he heard the white bird let out an unbearable cry of pain, the man raised his lips. Not only did he not slow down his movements, but he pushed himself deeper again and again Buried in the tight and soft depths!
"Little bird, I have pampered you so many times, it seems to make you a little carried away—the way you killed that traitor was too high-profile, the local government felt humiliated and asked me to give them an explanation—here, look …”
Norolla slammed herself into it again, and the heavy meat bag under her body slapped the gray-haired man's buttocks, making a blushing sound, but this time, he didn't pull it out in a hurry, and held the white bird in his arms with one hand. In his arms, the other hand stretched out, and rubbed the chin of the man in his arms who was so attacked that his breath was unsteady with his rough palm, and suddenly smiled: "I can't pamper you this time, just take this opportunity to , you also honestly go to the prison to reflect on yourself... "
The gray-haired man who didn't react from the beginning to the end, when he heard Norola's words, finally seemed to react, raised his eyelids, and glanced at him.
"I heard that the Absolute Wing Pavilion is a good place, and you won't be wronged in every aspect of the equipment," Norola hugged the man who was not the same as her in her arms again, and attacked vigorously. Gradually, there was a strange sound of water, maybe it was blood, or maybe it was just—
"Little bird, look, the back of you is also very suitable for entering - I said before, no one can tell who is a natural waste just by looking at the appearance."
Bai Que closed his eyes, but refused to open them again—until he felt the man's movements getting faster and faster, and then a scorching hot penetrator shot deep into his body, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his whole body became dizzy .
He didn't know how many times Norolla pulled him to play with him in the end, and forced him to pose in positions that he couldn't imagine before. When the man finally let him go, he could only vaguely see, outside the window, like the sun They all went down the mountain, the moon hung high among the stars, and around the wooden house of the head wolf in the devil training camp, there were countless insects that came and went at night.
Resisting the strong desire to find a place to vomit, and throwing off the heavy arm on his lower abdomen, the white bird turned over from Norolla's chest and sat up—
By the way, the last time they seemed to be fucking.
Frowning, he directly ignored the severe pain and discomfort coming from an unspeakable place behind him. It was not a place to be entered. The strength made it impossible for him to faint during the process of being manipulated because of this little setback, so every time he twitched and shot unwillingly in that man's hand, he could not get rid of it in his mind like a movie...
The white bird had a splitting headache, he put on his pants reluctantly, grabbed a shirt that he didn't know belonged to or Norola, and put it on his body. When he pushed open the door of Norora's room and returned to the fresh air outdoors , the surrounding was silent, at this moment, only the gray-haired man himself knew—
Something will be different from before.
Something is about to collapse like this.
The familiar mountains, forests and fields around him seem to have turned into countless devils at this moment, they surround him, laughing at his overreaching, laughing at his innocence...
Absolute Wing Pavilion
It seems to be the prison where the young master of the Reins family went, right
I heard it was a good place to be isolated from the world - at least, it could help him stay away from here.
Go far away and never come back.
…
A month later, a new prisoner was admitted to Building No. 3 of the Jueyin Pavilion.
Gray hair, silver-gray eyes, few words, living in a cell with the same group of grotesque inmates - if not for the inmates in the circle to recognize who he is, he will almost be ignored .
However, after his identity was recognized, Baique still lived the same life as when he first entered the prison. It didn't matter whether he could get better treatment if he climbed up, or whether those high-level officials watched him with vigilant eyes all day long. Looking at him, it doesn't matter whether the so-called "king" of their building is just a man with a brutal appearance. Compared with the kings of buildings No. 1 and No. 2, he is completely a piece of garbage s things.
Every three months, that noisy prison guard would slap on the iron door of their cell like a big bear, calling his name loudly outside—
"Bai Que, someone is coming to visit the prison—don't you want to see him this time?"
At this time, all Bai Que needed to do was turn over, lift the quilt over his head, and continue sleeping.
"Please, the Absolute Wing Pavilion is not a place where you can visit the prison. I think that person spent a lot of money to convince Eli, that dead money fan-don't you really want to visit him? I would feel embarrassed if he ran for nothing, or you could just refuse him and tell him not to come, it would be very troublesome for me to run around!"
The prison guard's tirade always comes to the last sentence. The point is—they don't want to work at all, right
The white bird huddled under the blanket and rolled its eyes in silence.
The life in the Jueyin Pavilion is simple and monotonous, but Bai Que thinks that it is very good.
Every day, I watched the red-haired king in Building No. 2 walk around the city with his fat dog cub in his arms. Only by watching the dog squat on the table to eat and stand up with both paws on the edge of the table , can barely feel the time is really passing by every minute.
But it's a pity that the fat puppy died later.
Bai Que thought that his life would once again fall into the kind of confusion that would come tomorrow after today—until the red-haired king found him and invited him to play a game of power with him. Bird agreed, because the promise of the eldest son of the Raines family was very touching.
"I will do my best to help you escape that person's capture."
With a simple sentence, the white bird nodded.
Later, on a certain day of a certain year, Bai Que suddenly discovered that he had a new roommate.
Black hair and black eyes, is a doctor, but also a stubborn kid.
At first, I didn't think he was very eye-catching, until I saw this black-haired kid who was obviously being bullied and excluded, but was still complaining endlessly while bandaging the prisoners who had been beaten and beaten in the medical room. But in an instant, in this eternally icy and snow-covered Jueyin Pavilion, I remembered a certain scorching sun afternoon——
The one he regarded as the only friend in his life, pouted slightly, and approached him with a smile—
"Baique, you're done, let's celebrate with a kiss on the mouth."