MTL - My Omega Superior Has a Tail-v2 Chapter 58

The fiery red petals and golden leaves are particularly eye-catching in the black and white abandoned base. Ping Mo moved in his heart, picked up the bouquet, and lowered his head to study it carefully.

The students whispered excitedly:

"How much does it cost for such a large hand, is it worth a suite?"

"Pick up one and go back and confess to the goddess. It will be a success."

"Want one from Instructor Ping later?"

"I dare not..."

"Neither would I."

Assistant Pei listened unbearably, "Is there any promise? Just give this when you confess?"

An alpha boy retorted: "Rich people use this kind of flower to propose."

"Superficial!" Pei Yutu said, "Can this **** be eaten or drunk? Isn't it practical to give him a luxury villa? This thing is a little more expensive in flowers, and the price is not as good as a set Haute Couture!"

Students: "..." You said it easily, we can't even afford gilded roses, let alone high-end dresses, don't even think about luxury villas, you are a rich second-generation Speaking like this, it's called 'why not eat minced meat'!

Pei and Tu Yue said the better the state: "Besides, flowers are the **** organs of plants, tearing down the **** organs of other creatures and giving them away, this kind of behavior is simply disgusting and obscene, Those who send flowers are perverted!"

Students: “…”

Although I don't know why you are so prejudiced about roses, but you are an instructor, you say the sun is square, we dare not have an opinion.

Assistant Pei's remarks were not intended for the students. After expounding his views heartily, he casually walked to Ping Mo's side and said solemnly, "I see if there is no point of view."

See if this pervert is playing any tricks.

Ping Mo handed Pei Yutu a greeting card, apparently found from the bouquet. The handwriting on the card was familiar and the content was simple: "I will pick you up today."

Pei Yutu: Fuck!

Is this pervert delusional? Who is his family? !

And on the back of the card is a gilded map.

"I have memorized the position." Ping Mo said.

"Are you going? What if it's a trap?"

Ping Mo shook his head: "The ghost ear is dead, I have no other choice."

"Then I'll accompany you."

"What about the students?"

"They are all such big alphas. They are warriors, not unweaned children. What are you afraid of!"

Ping Mo still shook his head: "This skill competition is related to their future employment and enlistment, and I can't affect the future of the students because of my own business... The marked destination is far from our current position. Not far, I have a communicator to keep in touch."

"What's the use of keeping in touch, if you're injured, you won't be able to quench your thirst! No way! I don't agree!"

The students have long formed a conditioned reflex to Pei's loud voice, one by one, because the omegas and betas in charge of technology broke up and reorganized, and some alphas from other colleges also joined the team. The students, shivering, exchanged glances with each other:

Assistant Pei really lives up to his reputation, he is so fierce, even the boss dares to yell, Instructor Ping is so pitiful.

At the same time, Ping Mo's limited patience was finally exhausted: "Don't be a mother-in-law, I'm leaving, if you dare to follow, I will dare to shoot."

Outside students: "!!" Instructor Ping is so hard! Which alpha can stand this kind of provocation, not to mention that Assistant Pei is notoriously difficult to provoke, so they won't fight!

What a great teacher relationship!

Then I saw the vicious Assistant Professor Pei for a second, "Okay, look at you, you have such a big temper."

Outside students: "???"

The students of the headquarters collectively nodded inscrutable: You just get used to it.

Afterwards, everyone witnessed Assistant Professor Pei carefully and bandaging the wound for Instructor Ping, counting weapons and ammunition suitable for light-loading battles for him, and even sorting out his clothes for him. Like, it's amazing to see.

The students didn't know what urgent task Ping Instructor suddenly had, but they didn't dare to ask. They could only watch Ping Mo's back disappear with Assistant Pei.

And that precious bouquet of roses was not picked up by any student in the end, and all of them were trampled into red mud by Assistant Professor Pei.

Pingmo began to receive the rigorous training of the 'Chicken Program' at the age of eleven, and was better at fighting alone. The team's combat vehicles were not detected, and the sky was still bright when they arrived at the destination.

Yes, the day and night of this deserted base are exactly the same as the main star. The artificial atmosphere, soil and gravel are all available, and the area is so large that it is almost impossible to realize that this is a semi-abandoned artificial space station.

There are no animals or plants as far as the eye can see, it looks quite desolate.

The bouquet of gilt roses in front of her is even more eye-catching.

...No, this thing is not a worthless stone, so no one moves it? Just like no one is stupid enough to take a cell phone to occupy a seat, leaving a password will never use such a flamboyant and expensive thing.

So the person who placed the rose should be nearby!

Ping Mo quietly took out the laser gun from his waist, looked around, and said coldly: "Come out."

The surroundings were silent, and all you could see were rusted factory ruins and dilapidated laboratory shells. A huge rotor model cast in fine iron was half buried by the yellow sand. The gravel rustled by the southwesterly wind.

"Am I wrong?" Ping Mo said to himself, walked towards the bouquet, bent over to pick it up, but suddenly shot.

"Bang!"

A dark-skinned male alpha rolled out from behind the rotor shelter.

Ping Mo raised his gun and narrowed his eyes: "Did you send the flowers?"

The man rubbed his nose with his thumb, "Sir's children are well-deserved, I didn't send the flowers, I'm only responsible for leading the way."

"Where?"

"You'll know when you get there."

Ping Mo has a small frame and narrow shoulders, but stands up straight, like a feline ready to go, "Why should I go with you?"

"My wife--Mr. ordered you to understand the meaning of this flower when you see it, and will definitely follow. Since you have discovered it, it is the same as taking you directly."

That's right. After all, it's a question that has plagued him for years.

"Yes."

Ping Mo raised his gun and shot, but the black man had expected it, instead of retreating but advancing, he actually took the initiative to hit the muzzle, "You are not afraid of cutting off the clue, you can kill me as much as you can. !"

Ping Mo subconsciously turned the muzzle.

"Bang!"

At the same time that the laser gun went off, the swarthy black man split his legs and smashed it, then reached out and grabbed the gun! Ping Mo threw the rat's weapon, and the hand holding the gun pressed down, but the swarthy black man shot faster! In the blink of an eye, after a few shots of "bang bang bang", the gun flew out of his hand, and it didn't fall into anyone's hands, but at the same time, the man suddenly pulled a gun from the inner holster of his thigh. .

, No matter how powerful the alpha is, it can't withstand such energy consumption, not to mention the opponent in front of him is an orc Omega.

"Until the critical moment, he won't allow me to hurt a single hair of you, but I think this is the critical moment." The man stabbed out suddenly, and Ping Mo's figure was so fast that only the cripples were left. Shadow, almost in the blink of an eye, the whole person teleported behind him, and the next moment, a tactical knife was already on the man's neck.

"Don't move, this knife is called 'Death Sickle', it blows hair and breaks hair." Ping Mo said, "I always prefer cold weapons, do you know why?"

The black man had obviously heard the name 'Scythe of the God of Death'.

Ping Mo then asked and answered: "Because of the strong sense of control, I learned to use a knife before I could write. This knife is in my hand, which is more obedient than my own son... Steady hand The most important thing is that I can peel your skin without hurting a single millimeter of your muscle, can you believe it?"

At this time, the man has realized that Ping Mo's throwing gun is not inferior to others, but he planned to change to a weapon that is more convenient and more suitable for threatening him from the beginning.

"Instructor Ping, in fact, my husband has no ill will towards you, you don't have to."

Ping Mo: "What does he mean by 'going home'? I know him? Who is he?"

"I should have known you, he kept calling you... 'wife'—hmm!"

A trace of blood snaked down the man's neck, and Ping Mo released the tactical knife slightly, "Speak well."

Understood. The family rules are strict, even if you kill me now, I don't dare to say."

"Okay, I have a bit of backbone." Ping Mo said, "As expected of a white hole person, he is tougher than a speculative small retail investor like Ghost Ear."

Black man: "!!"

"How...why do you say I'm a white hole?"

Ping Mo did not answer and asked: "So I guessed right, did you kill the ghost ears?"

“…”

Black man: "I really don't know this."

Ping Mo; "Okay, let me not embarrass you, let me ask you a question that you must know the answer to, how many ambushes are there in the 'destination'?"

"...twelve."

"Why are you so happy this time?"

"Sir said, in case you ask, you can tell the truth. Will you... still go?"

Ping Mo turned the 'Death Sickle' against the flesh on his neck, the cold touch made the man dare not move, but as Instructor Ping said, his hands were extremely Steady, even if the blade slid quickly against the flesh, it didn't hurt a single hair on him.

The man was already in a cold sweat, and completely gave up the idea of ​​​​attacking and resisting.

Masters often see the truth in the details. If he is fighting alone, he is not an opponent of this orc at all.

"Go."

Led by the swarthy black man, the two went straight to the southeast, walking in a straight line, as if there was no end, just when Pingmo suspected that they were approaching the border of the circular electronic protective net Suddenly, a group of attackers with guns and camouflage all over their faces rushed out.

"Is this yours?" Pingmo asked, clutching the handle of the knife.

"No, no, they're not!" The swarthy black man was obviously also very confused.

However, this group of people pulled out their guns without saying a word, and shot the black man on the spot!

"The boss told me, this is the one left!"

Boss…

When Ping Mo heard this word, he suddenly remembered that recurring dream.

"There are so many of us, with this guy, he only has a knife, and it is absolutely impossible to fly!"

Without Instructor Ping, Assistant Pei led the team alone, and seemed very half-hearted and perfunctory, either calling or texting, or staring at the screen for a moment in a daze, in short, holding the communication device.

I don't know how long it took, Pei Yutu suddenly said, "He's approaching the border!" Then he stopped the motorcade and told the students: "Wait a minute, you need to deviate a little from the established plan. route."

He circled a position on the map, "Here, there will be an instructor Lu to answer you, and everything will be under the command of Instructor Lu."

The students looked at each other in dismay, but quickly guessed what emergency should have happened. Several alpha boys from the new weapons academy took the lead and said: "Assistant Pei, don't worry, we are already soldiers, can we Be on your own, not a little chick hiding under an instructor's wings."

Assistant Pei was very pleased, and then drove a mecha tank alone and left.

The position on the communicator didn't move - Pei Yutu slipped a locator into Pingmo's clothes - did he stop? Or did something happen? But after a while, the signal was cut off.

Pei and Tu Xin sank fiercely, almost driving the bulky battlefield mecha out of the speed of the space car, flying sand and rocks along the way, and even provoked an attack by the Blue Army.

Assistant Pei was not in the mood to play games with the Blues, he greeted him like he didn't want money for heavy weapons, and continued to sprint.

"Flat ink!!"

Instructor Ping looked as if he had been fished out of blood. The wound on his arm had long since been torn, and the military dagger in his hand was dripping with thick black blood.

Like a blood-soaked Shura.

Ferocious is fierce, but Pei and Tu are both heartbroken, and they are about to rush into the battle to take revenge for Ping Kitten, but they see their instructor do a neat backflip and rush forward Come over, and form a back-to-back defensive posture with him very tacitly.

Seeing that his hand was stretched out vigorously, Pei Yutu felt a little relieved: "Injured? Does it hurt?"

Ping Mo's slender fingers held the 'Death Sickle' steadily, the blade was still dripping with sticky blood, he answered neither lightly nor heavy: "Yes."

Although it is only one word, it has a little ending sound that is almost aggrieved.

Pei Yutu knew that her flat kitten was most afraid of pain, and today it was about to hurt so badly, she couldn't help but feel more distressed.

Immediately afterwards, Ping Mo's blood-stained Bai. Fairy finger pressed the blade and pointed, "It's them!"

Judging from the context and the later alpha expression of the fierce big man, this sentence can be automatically completed as "they are bullying me".

A group of enemies who were beaten up: "???" Who is bullying whom? ?

The author has something to say: Good night, babies!

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