The Virtuous Omega Disguised as the Vicious Colonel

"Three 2."

"A pair of kings."

"Lao Tzu is three 2. Are you a pair of K?"

A soldier sitting cross-legged in the lower bunk, with a cigarette in his mouth, showed the poker in his hand to the people around him.

"Two black-hearted old K, you say, can't you make him three 2s?"

The people around him booed: "If you can do it too much, just a black-hearted K will do."

"Fuck me, can you **** do this?" The soldier on the opposite side threw away his poker and fell on the bed. "You are shameless, I'm not playing anymore."

The people crowded in the lower bunk all laughed loudly.

boom!

With a loud bang, the metal dormitory door was kicked open and hit the wall hard.

Everyone looked at the door and instantly turned into a group of large clay sculptures. The hustle and bustle stopped abruptly, and needles dropped indoors.

An officer with a long body and handsome face stood there, slowly retracting his right foot, and frowned invisibly as he watched the gray mark on the toe of Zheng Liang's boot from kicking the door.

The soldier following him quickly stepped forward, squatted down, wiped off the plaster with his cuffs, and then quickly backed away.

The officer raised his head and looked into the room.

His eyes are beautiful in shape, they are slightly peachy eyes. But under the extremely deep double eyelids, the pitch-black eyeballs are like a deep pool, and no emotional ups and downs can be seen.

He slowly scanned the large clay sculptures in the room and turned them into a house of ice sculptures.

The officer stood still and did not speak. He held a folded leather whip in his right hand and tapped it gently on his left hand.

One click, two clicks...

The sound was not loud, but it seemed to fall on the hearts of everyone present.

The captain of this group of soldiers thawed forcibly and greeted tremblingly, "K, Colonel K, you are here."

Colonel K did not reply.

No one could see how he moved. He just felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the wind was blowing from the side of his face. In the next second, he would take a penetrating playing card from the whip.

Everyone held their breath and watched him look down at the poker. The brim of his hat blocked his eyes, and only the thin lips and the straight bridge of the nose could be seen.

The lip color is a bit light, it is a light red.

Colonel K sandwiched the playing card between two slender fingers and slowly held it to his ear.

It's a king of spades.

His lips pressed into a straight line, still silent.

"Colonel K, let's rest. Let's just play the game of Ancient Earth." The team leader could only stand up at this time, sweating on his forehead, and bit his scalp to explain.

Colonel K slowly released his finger, and the poker fell down.

The hard paper rubbed his leather boots, and when it touched the concrete floor, it made a rustling sound.

"Military regulations..." he said suddenly.

The sound was very soft, cold and flat.

Although the ice sculptures could hear clearly, they did not understand, and they remained frozen.

After a few seconds of silence, the soldiers behind Colonel K stepped forward from his side and said loudly: "The command of the colonel, everyone present should copy the general rules ten times, and they are not allowed to rest until they are finished."

After a two-second pause, seeing that there was no response from the people behind him, he went on to say: "Running ten kilometers with a load, and you are not allowed to rest until you finish."

Colonel K finally reacted.

He handed the whip to the returning soldier, lowered his eyes, turned and walked towards the corridor.

The soldiers hurriedly followed.

Listening to the creak of leather boots gradually disappeared, the people in the room breathed a long breath and came back to life.

"How to do?"

"My soul is gone."

The captain wiped the sweat from his forehead and went to fetch the uniform and belt hung on the bed, "Still talking nonsense? Are you afraid that Colonel K will turn around?"

There was a turmoil, and everyone rushed to their bedside.

Colonel K walked to the officer's dormitory on the third floor, his face expressionless and his eyes kept straight.

Oncoming people on the road retreated to one side, and said respectfully: "Hello, Colonel K."

When he walked to the door of room 301, he swiped the door open and said lightly: "Kong Fei, bring dinner to my room at six o'clock."

"Yes..." the soldier behind him replied.

He entered his single suite and closed the door.

I looked around the simple small living room, pressed the curtain switch, unbuttoned the tightly buttoned military uniform, and quickly stripped myself off, leaving only a pair of white underwear.

His upper body has smooth lines and is covered with a thin layer of muscles. He walked to the bedroom, opened the closet standing on the wall, swiped his fingers across the all gray and blue, took out a military uniform, took off the dark red silk nightgown hidden inside, and turned into the bathroom.

The patter of water rang for half an hour, and the bathroom door opened.

He was wearing that nightgown, with a white mask on his face, and a dry hair towel wrapped around his head and walked out.

Spread the skin cream on the back of your hand evenly while walking, and then gently pat your neck.

Connected to the living room is a small kitchen. He made himself a cup of coffee skillfully, then opened the refrigerator, took out a piece of matcha cake, and brought it to the small round table on the balcony.

The retro iron frame carved small round table is covered with light blue light grid tablecloths, and the coffee is steaming.

After placing a small silver fork in the white cake pan, he opened the terminal, clicked one, sat down and skillfully added the filter, and posted it on the social platform.

The account was created half a month ago. After he became familiar with the software, he began to entertain himself by posting some pictures with simple text.

The content is the same as before, and they are all flowers, herbs, desserts and meals.

The difference is that at the moment when it was sent out, there were tens of thousands of likes, reposts, and comments, but now it was sent out for a whole day, and only himself was like it.

He leaned on the back of the chair, and the hem of his silk nightgown slid down, revealing his white, slender legs. With a move of his toes, a light blue cloth slippers hung lazily.

He took another sip of the coffee, sighed comfortably, and narrowed his eyes in the sun.

Only then can he put aside the identity of Colonel K, end the performance, relax his tight nerves, and fall into his own mixed thoughts.

Twenty days ago, he was not called K, but Lan Yu. Not a colonel, but the actor who just won the best male lead.

At the end of the celebration banquet, he sat in the back row of Maybach, looking out the window slightly, listening to the small talk of his agent and assistant.

"Xiaoyu, you got the prize you've been thinking of, what's your next goal?" The agent suddenly turned around and asked him.

He fell into confusion for half a minute, and replied: "Marry a son..."

"Marry a son?" The agent raised his voice in astonishment, "Your career is on the rise, and you just won an award. If you don't take advantage of the heat to take a few good roles, you will marry a son?"

Even the driver glanced at him in the rearview mirror.

Lan Yu raised her left hand in front of her eyes, looked at the neatly manicured nails, and said, "Aren't all omegas going to marry a child?"

"Xiaoyu, are you still out of play?" the agent asked.

In this award-winning work, he played the role of an omega father with a few children. From the young to the old, the acting skills amazed everyone, and even the most demanding film critics can't say that it's not half bad.

"I can distinguish between reality and acting." Lan Yu said, "I just want to marry a son."

The agent sent a soul drink and asked: "What about your ideals? Have you forgotten your ideals when you were young?"

Lan Yu put down his left hand and said, "My ideal when I was young was to marry someone and have a few children."

broker:…

assistant Manager:…

driver:…

Seeing that the agent was about to be furious, the assistant quickly turned off the topic and called the driver, "Master, turn on the radio. Brother Yu likes to listen."

The driver pressed the button decisively, and the female anchor's soft voice sounded in the compartment.

"The electromagnetic storm many years ago may be remembered by many listeners. Xiaolan is here to remind everyone that all flights have been grounded today..."

"Have you heard? There is another electromagnetic storm today," the assistant said.

The agent was cold and silent, Lan Yu was also silent, and the driver answered in a whisper: "Navigation is useless today, just make a mess."

There was nothing to say all the way, I could only hear the thunder from time to time, and the lightning illuminates the sky.

Lan Yu's home is in the west of the city, a villa complex with lots of money. Because it is open and quiet, many wealthy celebrities have their homes there.

Originally, there were few vehicles on this section of the road, let alone an electromagnetic storm today, and the entire road was empty in front and back, only their car.

The vehicle was moving very smoothly, and everyone in the vehicle began to fall asleep. At this moment, Maybach suddenly braked.

Lan Yu popped forward and was heavily buckled back into the seat by the seat belt. My mind hasn't reacted yet, I just feel that my eyes are bright, and I can't open my eyes. Then, people lose consciousness.

When I opened my eyes again, I was inexplicably here now.

He crossed.

Not only changed the world, but also changed from Lan Yu to "K", the actor became a colonel, and the dignified and elegant O became a ruthless...O.

After spending the first few days of confusion and confusion, he obtained all the information he wanted from his trusted subordinate Kong Fei on the grounds of temporary amnesia.

K, is the most famous alpha in the empire, although the military position is only a colonel.

His combat effectiveness was so strong that he once brought only an ion gun and destroyed the Star Pirates battleship single-handedly.

He was cruel and ruthless, leading the task to expel the interstellar beasts that had passed through the border. He had just expelled them. He killed all the hundreds of them.

He is moody, can fight with his colleagues anytime and anywhere, and has been dealt with by military law countless times.

K, is a cruel war machine, fighting power and violence coexist, so no matter how many merits, he is always just a famous colonel.

He has many famous names in the Empire: Mad Dog K, Star Butcher, Black Heart K...

Of course, these names Lan Yu were all searched from the Star Internet. Kong Fei only dared to talk about how K was brave and good at fighting, and what credit he had made.

After speaking, Kong Fei said anxiously: "Colonel, you have to recover as soon as possible, otherwise your opponents will be overwhelmed when they hear the news and will take the opportunity to deal with you."

Lan Yu, who had been in bed for a few days, asked quietly, "Are there many enemies?"

"A lot..."

"Pick the biggest one."

"Both are quite big..."

"Then pick the nearest one."

"Lu Rankong..."

"Who is he?"

"I'm also a colonel. I live next to you at 303. I haven't returned after a business trip during this period."

After a night of thinking, Lan Yu finally recognized the reality and decided to take over this new identity and live well.

It is impossible for the army to keep him for a lifetime, and then he can retire. After retiring to act in a play, with his own actor's strength, he will stand out wherever he goes.

If you meet the right person halfway, you will get married and have children, and you will live your life satisfactorily.

Where are the days? Besides, they are all here.

"Colonel, you were crazy when you started the war."

Isn't it a mad dog? Lan Yu showed a gloomy expression in the mirror, bared his teeth and made a hissing sound.

"Colonel, we are now stationed in Kata Star. You have to train every day."

Isn’t it the dean? Lan Yu was expressionless and said indifferently, "Which camp are you, and you?"

On the day Lan Yu made his decision, he found that he still possessed the "K" body consciousness and fighting ability.

In other words, as long as he wants to, he can play a good star butcher, although the role is very challenging.

This is a real performance, there is no rehearsal, no rehearsal, nor finality, he can only do his best.

Although he didn't know why "K" pretended to be alpha, he knew that this matter should continue to be kept secret, so he still covered the omega glands behind his neck with an invisible sticker, and then covered the outside with a special alpha gland sticker.

The traces of the injection on the hand are still fresh. It is a blocking agent that prevents the omega from being affected by the alpha pheromone. Lan Yu estimated that he could manage it for a while.

The inhibitor was also found on the cabinet mezzanine of the bathroom, and the key things were there, so he was relieved now.

Bang bang bang...

The knock on the door awakened Lan Yu from his thoughts.

He put down the coffee, adjusted the tone, lowered his voice and asked, "Who?"

"Kong Fei..."

"Didn't you say that dinner will be delivered at six?" Lan Yu deliberately let go of her voice.

Sure enough, there was silence outside.

A few seconds later, Kong Fei said tremblingly: "According to the above order, you are going to leave now, Colonel, to rescue the citizens trapped in the mall."

Lan Yu was also silent.

He wanted to ask if he could not go, and finally he replied briefly: "I see..."

When Kong Fei left, he buried his face in his knees, tossing around in pain.

Oh my God, it's going to start business again.