Chapter 117: They Are Actually His Majesty and the Queen?! / Truth or Dare
In the next second, the warehouse doors burst open, and two squads of personnel surged in from outside.
Everyone was fully armed, carrying firearms and wearing helmets, quickly surrounding the entire abandoned factory.
Everyone held their heads, squatting on the ground in panic and confusion.
Two people walked out from the group. The first was Ji Weishen.
The Alpha wore a standard military uniform, pointing his gun at the boss’s head, his eyes sharp behind the scope.
Chu Baixian followed behind Ji Weishen.
He didn’t even wear a military uniform, casually keeping his hands in his pockets.
He stepped forward and opened the door to the ring.
“Playing the pig to eat the tiger—you guys really know how to bully people.”
Shen Zhuo chuckled lightly. “You came just in time.”
Chu Baixian looked at Shen Zhuo. Seeing Black Eagle make a small movement behind him out of the corner of his eye, the corner of his mouth twitched in annoyance.
Before the dagger Black Eagle was holding could be raised.
Chu Baixian twisted his body and delivered a high side kick, landing squarely on Black Eagle’s face.
He kicked the man directly over onto the ground, blood streaming from his nose.
When Chu Baixian retracted his leg and stood steady, he hadn’t even taken his hands out of his pockets.
Chu Baixian was a little surprised. “I thought you were strong.”
“Ring champion, and this is your level?”
Black Eagle covered his bleeding nose and mouth, sitting on the ground with fear in his eyes.
This person was so strong… and he was also an Omega.
Are Omegas nowadays all monsters?
Chu Baixian shook his head and then slowly walked towards Shen Zhuo.
“The Research Institute side has been handed over to Her Highness the Princess,” he said, checking the time. “They should have apprehended everyone by now.”
On the second floor, the boss was still firmly controlled by the oppressive pheromones, his face twisted with hatred.
Du Xun casually snipped the tip of a cigar, lit it, and then stuffed it into the boss’s mouth.
“The last one. Enjoy it.”
The Alpha looked down at the boss, who wanted to speak but couldn’t move an inch, his expression dark and indifferent.
“Take him away.”
Ji Weishen led two people upstairs immediately.
But the moment Du Xun released the suppression on him, the boss spoke wild, harsh words:
“What kind of trash are you!! You dare take me away?! My superior is the Prince!!”
Shen Zhuo raised an eyebrow when he heard this.
Fu Qishang had personally dealt with his father’s clan. This matter had been suppressed in the East District capital.
So it was normal for people in the West District not to know that the Prince had been replaced.
“Prince?”
Just then, a youthful voice came from outside the door.
Golden hair took on a silken texture in the sunlight.
“How come I didn’t know I had a dog like you?”
Fu Qishang stepped in from outside.
Beside him followed Ai Li, who waved hello to Shen Zhuo.
Shen Zhuo looked at Chu Baixian, whispering in a low voice:
“Why did you bring them along?”
Chu Baixian scratched his head.
“If I said they came to find you to take wedding photos together… would you believe it?”
Shen Zhuo: “…”
If nothing else.
Ai Li would indeed do such a thing.
Fu Qishang was probably dragged along by him.
Fu Qishang looked at the boss, the Prince’s family crest on his chest dazzling and resplendent.
The boss froze, then sneered:
“Brat, use your brain if you want to lie to me. If you’re the Prince, then I’m His Majesty!”
Ai Li burst out laughing.
“His Majesty is right behind you. If you’re not using your eyes, donate them. It’s a waste to have them on a pig’s head.”
As Ai Li spoke, he performed a standard yet exaggerated noble curtsy, winking at Shen Zhuo.
“Am I right, Your Majesty the Queen?”
Queen…
Was he calling him?
Shen Zhuo: “…”
Shen Zhuo got goosebumps all over from that ‘Queen’.
He immediately turned his head away, pretending nothing had happened.
The boss, however, was stunned, as if struck thoroughly by lightning.
He only remembered now—
Shen Zhuo, Shen Zhuo…
That S5 Omega in the East District, Commander Du’s wife, was named Shen Zhuo.
And just a few days ago, Commander-in-Chief Du Xun took charge of the royal family…
The boss turned his head in disbelief.
He looked up, staring at the Alpha on the stairs whose gaze was indifferent.
Every word from his unresigned mouth was squeezed out through his teeth:
“Who the fuck… are you called…”
Impossible.
How could His Majesty come here?!
Ji Weishen raised his gun stock and smashed it onto his head.
“Watch your mouth around His Majesty!”
The people around were silent as cicadas in winter, shocked beyond belief.
They were actually… His Majesty and the Queen?!
The man slowly walked downstairs and arrived in front of the young man.
He asked a few spoiling questions in a low voice before lifting his head to look at the boss.
His attitude was starkly different, his voice devoid of emotion, so much so that even disdain seemed like charity.
The man was expressionless. “Take him away.”
—
The Free Fighting Arena was sealed off.
All the assets personally owned by the boss were used to build up the West District.
The Prince and the boss had colluded to embezzle nearly hundreds of billions; now, he had to spit it all out, bit by bit.
Paimi’s daughter was picked up by Chu Baixian and taken to the capital for arranged treatment.
As for Paimi, after learning the true identities and ranks of Shen Zhuo and Du Xun, he was so scared he stood downstairs at their house for two hours, not daring to knock.
That… that was His Majesty and the Queen!
To think he could share a room with the Emperor and Queen…
Smoke must be rising from his ancestors’ graves.
When he finally summoned the courage to knock, the ones who opened the door were…
An S1 Omega and an S3 Omega.
Inside the room, even higher-ranked pheromones were flowing, and from more than one person.
Paimi froze for two seconds, then immediately began bowing and retreating.
“Sorry, wrong room, sorry, sorry!”
Ai Li looked at him strangely.
Fu Qishang took the opportunity to throw the poker cards in his hand aside.
Shen Zhuo was on the phone with Jiang Yuening. Seeing someone outside, he used it as an excuse to quickly interrupt his dad’s nagging and hang up.
“Come in. We called you here today to talk about the tour guide business.”
“Yes… yes… Your Majesty the Queen.”
Shen Zhuo felt a chill down his spine hearing that title.
“No need. Just call me Mr. Shen.”
Paimi walked into the room trembling, only to see a pile of poker cards on the table and an S3 Alpha shouting:
“Three with one! Hurry up and play.”
Ai Li looked at his hand, pulled out a stack, and slammed it on the table.
“Beat that!”
Fu Qishang pouted and picked his cards back up. “Pass.”
Shen Zhuo looked at Paimi. “I hope you can set an itinerary. Starting tomorrow for about three to five days—Bomb, a single 3—there are six of us in total. The scenery must be good.”
Ji Weishen bit his finger. “A Jack—there are snow mountains in the West District, right? Pear and I want to see them.”
“2.” Ai Li threw down a card and nodded. “I did some research before; the snow mountain scenery in the West District is beautiful.”
Fu Qishang’s face grew darker. “…Pass.”
Shen Zhuo: “King Bomb—Sure. Anyway, I hope you can go back and make a plan. The payment will be transferred to your card later.”
Paimi felt a bit dissociated. Regaining his senses, he hurriedly agreed.
“Yes, Your… Mr. Shen.”
Just then, the kitchen door opened. Liang Yeta pushed his wheelchair with one hand and carried a dish with the other. “Dinner is ready.”
Du Xun took off his apron. After Ji Weishen deftly cleared the table, he placed the soup he was holding on the table.
“Eat together?”
Paimi shook his head hurriedly. “No, no need.”
Paimi was originally 1.9 meters tall, with decently full muscles. Added to his age, he had the aura of a mature man and attracted attention wherever he went in the West District.
But in this room.
Paimi just wanted to burrow into the ground as soon as possible.
Shrink, shrink, and shrink again.
Everyone in this room was terrifying.
“It’s fine, sit.” Shen Zhuo pointed directly at a chair.
For some reason, seeing the young man’s gesture, Paimi, who had wanted to leave, found his body reacting a beat faster and actually sat down.
Liang Yeta pushed his wheelchair to sit next to him, with Ai Li on the other side.
Paimi could sense Ai Li’s rank, so naturally, he didn’t dare strike up a conversation with him.
But this brother sitting in the wheelchair beside him…
Seemed to be of the same rank as him.
Paimi’s restless heart finally relaxed slightly at this moment.
“Hello… My name is Paimi, formerly a fighter. May I ask who you are…?”
Liang Yeta smiled elegantly and took out a business card from his pocket.
“I am the CEO of Jingyue, Liang Yeta. Nice to meet you.”
Paimi held the business card with both hands: …
Even people in the West District with no common sense knew.
There was a group named Jingyue in the capital. They recruited fairly and respected everyone.
And in just half a year, it went from an unknown small company to a listed group.
It was truly wealthy enough to rival a nation.
And now, in front of him was…
Jingyue’s President?!?!
For the first time, Paimi felt that he was old and his health was failing.
His heart thumped wildly. He pressed his hand over it and took several deep breaths but couldn’t calm down.
Just then, Ai Li secretly turned around.
“What are you guys talking about?”
Liang Yeta shook his head. “Just introducing ourselves.”
“Ah.” Ai Li immediately lost interest and rejoined the chat with Shen Zhuo.
During the meal, Du Xun only focused on serving food to Shen Zhuo.
Ji Weishen was thinking about scenic spots.
Ai Li was counting the clothes he brought in detail.
Liang Yeta turned his head to listen to Fu Qishang speak.
Only Paimi.
Alone, burying his head and eating.
When he looked up, there were rice grains sticking to his mouth.
The little person in his heart was already streaming tears.
I… I really want my wife, boohoo!
In the afternoon, Paimi ran faster than a rabbit using the excuse of “going back to make a plan.”
The remaining six people cleaned up the dining room and sat in the living room looking at each other.
They didn’t want to go out, the TV in the room was too small, and playing poker was rejected by Fu Qishang.
Ai Li asked around about games, but not once did everyone agree.
Even the Party King had his moments of defeat.
Ai Li downed a bottle of water dejectedly.
He placed the empty bottle on the table and gave it a spin.
The mouth of the bottle slowed down and stopped, pointing at Liang Yeta.
Ai Li leaned listlessly against Ji Weishen, too lazy to even lift his hand.
“Truth or Dare?”
Unexpectedly, this time no one voiced any objection.
Liang Yeta blinked; he had never played before.
“Truth.”
Seeing everyone agree to play this game, Ai Li perked up instantly.
“You…” Ai Li suddenly remembered Liang Yeta’s romantic history and asked with extra gossip and schadenfreude:
“Do you have someone you like right now?”
Opposite him, Shen Zhuo raised his eyes, adjusting to a comfortable position on Du Xun’s shoulder.
Fu Qishang couldn’t help but sit up straighter, his lowered gaze carefully and timidly observing Liang Yeta’s reaction.
Liang Yeta paused for a moment first.
Reflexively, he looked in Shen Zhuo’s direction.
But before he saw Shen Zhuo, he stopped his movement.
Slowly, he moved his gaze back.
Liang Yeta sensed a gaze from behind him.
Expectation, worry, nervousness, fear.
Then it subsided, as if it had never existed.
“No,” Liang Yeta said, exceptionally coldly.
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