The Fallen Merman

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“At first it was for the three thousand yuan bonus… but in the end it comes down to proving to the president and the others that you’re not a threat to humans and are very competent and very well-behaved.
This way, the president will allow me to continuously raise you in my house.
Do you like that?”

“I don’t need, others’ permission.” Rimbaud relied on the strength of his tail to support his body.
In a possessive posture, he drew Bai Chunian in the crook of his arm, lowered his head, and lightly pressed his lips on Bai Chunian’s forehead, “I will take you… back to… Honduras.
” 

“Hum…” Bai Chunian narrowed his eyes, purposely followed Rimbaud’s meaning, and rubbed his cheek against the crook of his neck.

When the alpha showed dependence, Rimbaud’s attitude changed from cold to gentle and joyful, visible to the naked eye.
He then gently cupped Bai Chunian’s face, tilted his head, and kissed the alpha’s lips.
The ice-cold tongue tip probed into his mouth and emitted rich, fragrant, and elegant Himalayan musk rose soothing pheromones, long fishtail powerfully twisting around his body.

The merman’s passionate display of affection manifested itself entirely on the side of aggression and control.

In nature, certain species would be matriarchal, such as the queen bee in a bee colony or the queen ant in an anthill.
They held the power to mate, in other words, absolute rights and power in the community. 

Bai Chunian had an epiphany and finally understood the change in Rimbaud’s alternating attitudes—when Rimbaud believed that his conducts and deeds offended his own “authority”, he would consciously cold-shoulder him and become strict and estranged to consolidate his position; when Bai Chunian deliberately showed weakness and dependence, Rimbaud would feel that the alpha was acknowledging allegiance to him, so he would very happily protect and caress him with the attitude of a superior.

Thinking of the day they slept in the same breeding box for the first time, Bai Chunian still remembered that he was exhausted and beaten black and blue after a whole day of training and saw that his bed had an extra being—a beautiful little fish omega.
Anyone would feel incomparable warmth and comfort in their heart, but Rimbaud didn’t have a large interest in him and kept his back turned to him.

However, the scent on his body was so gentle that Bai Chunian hugged him from behind and fell asleep with his forehead gently against his back.
In retrospect, this posture was simply showing obedience and servitude in Rimbaud’s perspective.

Probably from that day on, Rimbaud completely regarded him as something that belonged to him.
And now, such racial natural instinct was coming out more and more as Rimbaud’s food intake was nearing satisfaction. 

“So it was like this.” Bai Chunian finally figured out this ethereal life form’s routine.
He tilted his head and curved his lips to reveal a very obedient expression, half squinting his eyes and smiling lightly, “Gege.”

When this form of address was blurted out, he saw the rise and fall rhythm of Rimbaud’s chest quicken immediately.

The merman excitedly tightened the fishtail that was curled around Bai Chunian’s body, and something that was gradually swelling up was pushing up the fins that covered the private place.

A red laser targeting dot suddenly fell on Bai Chunian’s face.
Bai Chunian was keenly aware of the danger and grabbed Rimbaud’s hands, standing up while holding him.
He supported and held the omega with his forearm, took off the HK417 on his back with his left hand, and pointed the muzzle of the gun at the other party. 

“Don’t move, brothers. Laozi’s gun isn’t cautious.
Put your hands up.” Just as the two were engrossed in a romantic couple’s world, already ignoring the situation outside, a door next to the bedroom bed unknowingly opened.
An alpha dressed as a mercenary slowly walked in with his submachine gun raised.

Before Bai Chunian had time to ponder over how this door was opened, Rimbaud had already changed into an angry red fish in his arms.
He had blood-red spikes sticking out of his dorsal fins, glaring at the mercenary with all the indignant anger of having his business interrupted.

“Wait, Rimbaud, not yet—”

A lightning bolt shot out from the tip of the fishtail.
The mercenary, who had appeared inexplicably, instantly turned into pungent black smoke along with the gun in his hand. 

Very quickly, the mercenary’s accomplice also came out of this door that had unknowingly appeared, pointing his gun at Bai Chunian and Rimbaud.

The captain was a gila woodpecker alpha.
Bai Chunian still remembered him clearly.
In the ATWL exam, they encountered the No Survivors team in the library.
When the No Survivors team was preparing to directly drive over recklessly, he used the M25 to snipe off the driver of the car, who was also the main strength of the No Survivors team, a gila woodpecker alpha named En Ke.

But because Bai Chunian sniped too fast, En Ke was directly eliminated by a headshot before he could see his face clearly, so he couldn’t recognize Bai Chunian at this moment.

En Ke held a mini submachine gun and surveyed the two people, raising the tip of his eyebrow when he saw the police uniform on Rimbaud: “Police?” 

“We’re here to search and rescue the hostages, there’s no conflict of interests.” Bai Chunian wore a smile, holding down Rimbaud as much as possible under his hand, not letting him get violent and injure the person.

“Hm.” En Ke saw that there were only two of them and didn’t attach any importance to them.
He coldly interrogated, “Someone entered this room just now, right? Where did he go?”

Bai Chunian replied sincerely, “Eh? I didn’t see.
Where is there a person? I wasn’t paying attention.”