The Omega Can’t Pretend to Be a Beta After Accidentally Witnessing the Major General’s Susceptible Period - Chapter 22

The hard slap made Xie Quan almost stumble a step, but he managed to stay on his feet. The burning pain made Xie Quan frown just slightly as he looked back at Márquez in front of him, puzzled. “Is there any grudge between us?”

Márquez sneered, “Grudge? How can it be considered a grudge? It’s just a lesson for you.” His eyes dripped with resentment. “To teach you not to talk nonsense in the future.”

Xie Quan expressed his innocence at this accusation; he never talked nonsense, he often even talked too little, where was the need for another lesson?

But…

Xie Quan looked at Márquez’s eyes that seemed to want to eat him alive, he seemed to have really pissed off the other. Because of what?

While in this dilapidated warehouse, in addition to Márquez and the man who was aside at the beginning, there were five other people sitting aside smoking and playing poker. For this side of the commotion, they did not seem to care.

The warehouse also had a lot of living equipment, such as TVs, household robots, and etc.. It seems to be a stronghold for these people.

A man sitting there looked at Xie Quan and whistled. “Márquez, this beauty is good, lend him to me after you’re done.”

“That’s right, save him and don’t break him,” the people next to him echoed.

Márquez laughed as he took off his jacket and said, “Don’t worry.”

Xie Quan watched his movements, his gaze calm to the point of a frigid chill. “So you only kidnapped me for personal revenge, nothing to do with the beta case?”

Márquez paused his actions, he raised his eyebrows very impatiently. “What beta case? You are quite calm, still in the mood to ask about some fucking case? Don’t worry, I will let you have no time to think about this later.”

Xie Quan stammered meaningfully, then he said, “I’m not sure what our personal vendetta is, but I’d advise you not to do anything stupid.”

Márquez was stunned for a second, and then he burst out laughing. He looked at Xie Quan with a very absurd sight, while laughing and saying to his companions, “Hahahaha he can pretend, good, good, let’s have some fun.”

The group of his companions also laughed.

The man who had gone along to kidnap Xie Quan had already set up a camera and was pointing it at Xie Quan, and he stood behind the camera and said to Márquez, “Pay attention later, don’t block the camera.”

Then he saw Márquez stop laughing and kick Xie Quan hard, looking at the beauty on the ground, he frowned. “Hey, you take it easy, don’t kick too hard and break the person.” Then he muttered, “It won’t look good later.”

Márquez did not care. “Isn’t this type of abuse asked for by a lot of people?”

The man thought for a moment. “Yes, you want me to find you some tools?”

Márquez ignored him and walked up to Xie Quan who was on the ground. “Why aren’t you arrogant now?”

As a B-rank alpha, Márquez’s strength was not at all on the same level as the strength Xie Yi used to kick him at that time. Another kick hit him squarely in the stomach, then Xie Quan was kicked in the eye, and as he fell down his hands were still tied behind his back, and were almost sprained.

Márquez bent down, but instead of the pleading or fearful expression he had hoped to see on Xie Quan, he was as bland as ever, with only a few vague hints of stoicism about the pain, seemingly unconcerned.

The more this happened, the angrier Márquez became. He squatted down, grabbed Xie Quan’s hair and lifted it. “You are quite tolerant, then it seems I don’t have to be too gentle with you later. Today I’ll take you to try something new, huh?”

The pressure of his alpha pheromones was released directly, and the B-grade pressure was like a heavy stone smashing down. As he said that, he reached out his hand and was ready to pull Xie Quan’s clothes, but at that moment, the person filming suddenly said suspiciously, “What’s going on? The camera turned itself off.”

Márquez didn’t take the comment to heart, his hands were on Xie Quan’s waist and he was about to move when Xie Quan’s head suddenly hit him.

“Shit—!” he yelled out in pain.

And at that moment, the person next to him also let out an alarming cry, but the concern was not quite the same as what Márquez thought. “What’s going on, why did the TV stop?”

“Mother fucker—!” a man sitting on the couch suddenly jumped up as the housekeeping robot suddenly dumped the drink he was carrying on him.

The guy filming frowned. “The camera won’t start, is it broken? Do any of you have a spare?”

Márquez rubbed his head, eyes bloodshot. “You don’t want to fucking live!”

Xie Quan hit him like that, and his own head didn’t feel good either. The lights in the warehouse also appeared to be abnormal, flickering on and off. Xie Quan pressed his eyebrows under the flickering lights, stared at Márquez in front of him, and he said coldly, “You can go to hell.”

Márquez laughed in anger, “I…” However, before the words were out of his mouth, he suddenly stared at him with wide eyes, clutching his chest and falling backwards in convulsions. POP! The light exploded, and the housekeeping robot suddenly grabbed the baseball bat next to him and attacked the men.

“Fuck! What’s going on?!”

“Shit! Is this robot hit by a virus?!” A man picked up the robot’s controller, only to find that the controller was out of order.

At that moment, the person fiddling with the camera noticed Márquez’s abnormality. “Hey, Márquez, what’s wrong with you?

At this moment, Márquez was lying on the ground, and his body could not stop twitching. Next to him, Xie Quan slowly stood up. The housekeeping robot’s eyes brightened, then it ran over, and helped Xie Quan untie the rope around his wrists.

Xie Quan moved his shoulders and said to the housekeeping robot next to him, “Thank you.”

“Thank me! Thank me now! It’s me!” The warehouse with the lights out turned dark, the out-of-whack TV suddenly lit up as the only source of light, and a cute and sketchy smiley face emoji appeared on that screen.

“Shit! What the hell is this thing?!”

“It’s this kid’s fault!” Seeing the robot running to untie Xie Quan, even if they didn’t know what was going on, they guessed that Xie Quan was the culprit.

Xie Quan sighed as he listened to Xiao Bai scream through the TV. He had still forgotten to change Xiao Bai’s personality when he upgraded it. He looked down at the wound on his wrist where the rope had abraded the skin, and his eyes shifted to Márquez, who was still twitching on the floor.

At that moment the housekeeping robot next to him suddenly spoke up, the voice of Xiao Bai exclaimed, “Mr. Quan! I only used 25 milliamps of current! The man is not dead!”

Xie Quan raised his eyes and looked at the ones rushing over, and his tone relaxed and flat, warned, “Don’t move, unless you want to be like him.” He frowned as he spoke, touching the wound on his face.

His tone of voice was not heavy, but the weirdness of the event made the remaining six people unconsciously wary and fearful. Their feet brushed together, but in the next second, one of them was annoyed, acting like a wimp and said, “Damn it! I’m not afraid of you, little white guy!”

With that, he tried to rush regardless, but just as he took a step—

Xiao Bai cheered, “Current! Let’s go!”

“Ah..!”

The six men gave a short, painful scream, then covered their chests and fell to the ground in a convulsive heap.

Xiao Bai said, “Mr. Quan, the enemy is finished!”

“Yes.” Xie Quan looked at them, then walked over to a case with the very things they had taken from him earlier: the terminal and his screwdriver.

Because of the injury on his wrist, Xie Quan tucked the terminal back into his pocket, and when the terminal was back in Xie Quan’s hand, Xiao Bai, who had controlled the housekeeping robot, gave a prompt, “Alarm disarmed, should I turn off the attack mode?”

This was the program Xie Quan designed for Xiao Bai; when the terminal was taken off Xie Quan’s body by force, the only system loaded in the terminal, Xiao Bai, would trigger attack mode.

In attack mode, Xiao Bai would invade electronic devices within a kilometer radius through the network and gain control of them.

Márquez’s group of people took his terminal and were then invaded by the small hundred shocks from their terminals. It was a modified program that used all the energy stored to release a high-intensity electric pulse to attack the human body. It would have been possible to gain control of the vehicle at the beginning when he was in the car, but at that moment, he stopped Xiao Bai.

Because he wanted to know if Márquez was related to that previous case. More importantly, he wanted to know who was using the beetle robot he designed to do bad things. But to his surprise, Márquez was only doing it for personal revenge.

Xie Quan frowned as the glowing light of the TV set shone on the person lying on the ground. He looked at Márquez and still didn’t understand what personal vendetta they had against each other. Because of what he said earlier, Xie Yi and Márquez broke up, and then Márquez was thrown out?

Not so much…

Xie Quan, of course, did not know that Márquez was actually approaching Xie Yi with bad intentions at the beginning, originally he wanted to sleep with Xie Yi and then film him to threaten him and extort his property, but Xie Quan ruined his deed, and his months of work were lost.

In fact, when he was evicted from the apartment, he had been looking for an opportunity to take revenge on Xie Quan, but did not want to find the opportunity until today. Xie Quan didn’t know this, and he wasn’t interested in breaking into the pot to ask questions.

After knowing that Márquez had nothing to do with the beta experiment case, he had no desire to have any further communication with the other side. Many people’s malice was inexplicable, and he had long given up on the matter of finding the cause.

Xie Quan looked at the warehouse, which had been occupied by them for a long time, and while there was not much cargo inside, there were more of Márquez’s belongings.

Xie Quan thought for a second and then said, “Xiao Bai, cut off the fire system.”

Xiao Bai cheered, “Yes!”

Xie Quan sighed, Xiao Bai’s personality was getting stranger and stranger under self-learning.

Rubbing his kicked abdomen, he raised his foot to step over Márquez’s body to leave, but the moment he raised his foot, someone grabbed his ankle. Xie Quan lowered his eyes and looked indifferently at Márquez, who was struggling to raise his head by grabbing him with force.

The B-grade alpha was still physically stronger than others, and in such a situation, he was still conscious and able to move.

What a cheating group of people.

Márquez struggled to raise his head and looked at this cool-looking youth, his gaze was vicious. “You, what exactly did you… Did- what…”

Xie Quan tilted his head. “Does it matter what I did?” The wound he made still hurt, but Xie Quan was not angry; he was like a frozen lake, no ripples.

There was no anger over Márquez’s retaliation, nor was there any pleasure in seeing Márquez struggling at the moment.

Xie Quan was like the audience under the stage, unfeeling, even feeling a little bored, even if his body was also playing a role on stage. Anna once said that he was perhaps more like a robot than the artificial intelligence around him, like Xiao Bai.

The robot-like Xie Quan stated the truth, “You’re going to die anyway.”

“Mr. Quan!” Xiao Bai suddenly shouted.

Xie Quan turned his head to look at the housekeeping robot next to him. “What’s wrong?”

Xiao Bai blinked. “Someone is coming.”

“Who?”

Xiao Bai had hacked into the traffic system at the moment and looked at the vehicles appearing in the road surveillance and it reported, “It’s a police car, it’s ten minutes away from arrival.”

Márquez heard it, and although it was hard to breathe, he let out a laugh. “The police… The police are here… I can’t die, I can’t die haha.” His laughter was like a dry riverbed with a dry tree trunk.

Xie Quan looked steadily at Márquez, who was caught up in joy.

With a snap of his fingers, Xie Quan quickly connected to the warehouse’s management system. The streetlights and electrical appliances suddenly went out, and the current in the warehouse instantly exploded to above the threshold!

BANG!

Explosions sounded up, tongues of fire jumped. In the darkness of the harbor head, the warehouse burst into flames. The flames even jumped to Xie Quan’s feet and Márquez’s ears as the burning goods fell.

The burning pain caused the fear of death to eat away at Márquez’s eyes. Xie Quan still looked steadily at Márquez, who was beginning to look pleading. Then, his voice unusually clear over the crackle of explosions and flames, he quipped, “Good luck, then.”

The author has something to say.

I told my friend: My novel hasn’t had much traffic, and I even drew a nice cover. It must be because I write garbage…

My friend racked her brain and tried to comfort: It must just be that the cover is too ugly and readers don’t like it.

Me: !!!! I tried so hard to draw the two little robots!!! Don’t you love them anymore?!

Friend: (⊙-⊙)

Yes, that’s how much I messed up.