Pheromone Scam

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

    The electronic housekeeper was smashed, and all the syringes and test tubes in the study were taken away, but the sharp and blunt weapons were kept in the room.

Fu Sheng took off the gun and put it in front of He Yuan and said, "I know you won't commit suicide. Stupid thing, you still want to kill Fang Ji... You have a lot of things to do, you won't commit suicide."

    "So He Yuan, the only way to get out of this room is to kill me."

    He Yuan widened his eyes and stared at Fu Yuan . credit.

    Fu Sheng nodded at the pistol on the table: "I won't take away any deadly weapons in the house, and carry the gun with me. You know I usually put the gun on the bedside, I can reach it, and I don't hide it either. You can get it at any time, but when you can't hold it any more, you shoot me in the head, and then open the door openly and leave."

    He Yuan paled and said in a low voice, "Don't be crazy, Fu Sheng. Please don't go crazy, I'm a little scared."

    Fu Sheng: "I'm very rational now, really. He Yuan, I know what I'm doing, what I want, what I want to do, what price I will pay, what consequences I will get, I know it perfectly. I'll tell you frankly," he leaned closer, stared into He Yuan's eyes and said word by word: "You give the consequences, and I will accept whatever you give me, even if you want me to This life."

    "But He Yuan," Fu Sheng continued, "as long as you miss the chance to kill me completely, I will take back the chance to let you escape. And if you fail, you have to pay the same price, you It must be paid back! The money and the money are both fair and just, you know?"

    He Yuan almost burst into tears, "Are you going to drag me crazy?"

    Fu Sheng smiled, "I gave you a choice, He Yuan."

    He took out the communication Qi told the adjutant a few words, asked for the afternoon vacation, then hung up the phone, lit a cigarette and put it on the table instead of smoking, the white mist curled up, blurring his face.

    He Yuan pulled out the blood on the back of his hand and stared at Fu Sheng vigilantly, staring in the direction of the door from the corner of his eyes.

    He remembered that Fu Sheng didn't lock the door when he came back. He should be able to open it now, but he had to outrun Fu Sheng.

    He Yuan's nerves were tense, while calculating the escape route, he paid attention to Fu Sheng's movements.

    Fu Sheng stared at the half-burned cigarette, and a piece of ash fell on the carpet. He learned to smoke some time ago, and he smoked very fiercely. The military doctor who was in charge of the physical examination warned him that it is best to quit smoking, otherwise the physical examination index will pass next month. No.

    So now he can only order one when he is particularly irritable, and watch it like drinking poison to quench his thirst.

    After a long while, Fu Sheng unbuttoned the buttons and pushed aside the collars of his military jacket and shirt, revealing a strong shoulder-neck line. He Yuan saw panic, his body was still a little sore, and he didn't want to be tortured for another afternoon.

    Betas aren't as soft, resilient and quick to recover as Omegas, in fact many betas prefer to do the above. He Yuan is not a person who cares about desires, and Fu Sheng rarely shows a strong sexual desire, so he always thought that Fu Sheng was indifferent.   

In the past, the sex between the two of them was stable twice a week. Fu Sheng never complained or proposed any changes, except that he had to be in constant contact with each other for a month or two when he was out on assignments. It's all within the range that can be tolerated.