The Self-cultivation of Omega Running with the Ball

Xie Guangming has been able to call the shots for decades, and he is very shrewd and likes to make sure that any plan he makes is foolproof.

Pei Du was an extremely superior ALPHA, and although there was no record of his combat experience, Xie Guangming would never underestimate him. He sent out six elite ALPHAs, including his most trusted fighter "Mad Dog".

"Just send Mad Dog alone," Brother Lei was still advising Xie Guangming at that time, "Although both are extremely superior, Mad Dog is a weapon we spent a lot of money to train."

"Don't underestimate Pei Du," Xie Guangming shook his head, "If we really start a fight, he can be crazier than anyone else."

Despite being so cautious, they still overlooked one thing - that is, although Pei Du possessed such violence, he himself was not a person who advocated violence. For most of his life, he liked to use his brain.

If he was locked in a small cage and fought hand-to-hand, Pei Du guessed that he would not last ten minutes. He had a brief fight with "Mad Dog" and soon found that he had taken too much drugs and had no sense of pain. The force of the collision was like a mud truck, which could shatter bones. The other three were well-trained and cooperated closely, like a solid block.

Fortunately, they were in a smoke-filled building, and Pei Du knew the terrain better than any killer.

He quickly escaped, led the pursuers away, and used the terrain to ambush and defeat them one by one. There were props everywhere, batons, blast shields, guns, wires... all became cruel tools in his hands.

He moved quickly and decisively, making almost no noise, but the mad dog seemed to have an inhuman sense of smell, always chasing him closely. What was even more terrifying was that his movements were also silent, and several times the hissing breathing seemed to sound close to his back, and Pei Du was horrified to notice his presence.

He was impossible to defeat unless he was fooled, ambushed, or trapped. As time passed, Pei Du gradually became anxious - he was worried about leaving Wen Qiu alone there, and worried that there were more assassins than just these few.

The dizziness in his head was getting worse, which should be a symptom of mild carbon monoxide poisoning; his physical strength was rapidly draining away, and he was also injured. The unstoppable bleeding on his shoulder made it increasingly difficult for him to conceal his whereabouts, and his entire arm was paralyzed.

"I never thought that there would be a day when I would have to fight someone to death..." Pei Du muttered to himself, lowering his head to check the equipment in his hand. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, tied the cloth on his arm tightly, and walked to the north balcony on the fourth floor, which was a place for the "prison" to exercise.

The entire wall was covered with large glass windows, which were of course sealed with iron bars, but at least he got some fresh air. The night wind blew away the thick smoke and the confusion. Everything became clear, and on the only passageway leading off the balcony, Mad Dog appeared with a knife in his hand.

This is a dead end, and only one person can leave here alive.

The mad dog's eyes were filled with red excitement, veins bulged abnormally, and a deep roar that was not human came out of his throat. He seemed to be smiling there in the previous second, and his figure disappeared in the next second.

That was not the speed a human should have. Pei Du dodged the first blow with great difficulty. The knife almost came down close to his ear. There was a sharp sound of breaking through the air, followed by a huge noise of the windowsill being chopped off.

Pei Du had no doubt that if this knife landed on him, he would be split in half from head to toe. He gritted his teeth and charged straight ahead after dodging the first blow. He had to use his left shoulder, and felt the wound hit the steel plate, causing him to clench his back teeth in pain.

This was the first time that Mad Dog encountered someone who dared to confront him head-on, and the force was terrifying! He was caught off guard and stumbled back two steps, and the knife stuck on the windowsill also slipped out of his hand. His red eyes widened to the point of cracking, and Mad Dog's throat twitched, spitting a mouthful of bloody saliva on the ground.

Pei Du was still leaning against the window behind him, and his ears caught a hint of distant noise coming from high above. He chuckled, stared at the mad dog, and shouted softly like he was training a dog: "Come."

Before he finished speaking, the mad dog had already pounced on him. He had lost his mind in his madness. Although he was also attacked by Pei Du, he did not feel the pain at all. There was only one thought left in his boiling mind: Kill him! Kill him! Kill, kill, kill!!!

Soon he did it, stretched out his hand to grab Pei Du's neck, and pressed him tightly against the window. This powerful ALPHA, whom he usually only looked up to, would soon die in his hands like those insignificant lives.

Pei Du was forced to look up, and the light in his eyes gradually lost its luster, but that disgusting smile kept floating on the corners of his mouth, as if he saw a different guidance from fate through his inevitable death.

"Swish--" A bullet came through the air, leaving a trail of dust in the air, passed through the broken window, and stuck to the mad dog's head, scraping off a piece of his scalp.

The mad dog dodged hastily in severe pain, and then a second ghostly bullet fell from the air, this time taking away his entire right ear.

Pei Du leaned against the windowsill with an unsteady breath, his raised neck covered with purple scars, but his expression was arrogant, his cold eyes seemed to be staring at a dead object. Behind him, those sniper bullets descended like divine punishment.

The mad dog immediately fell to the ground, not fatally injured, but his head was soaked in his own blood. He crawled towards the corridor on all fours, and a bullet hit his right calf.

He bounced like a carp, but without any scream, he increased his speed of crawling until he was at an angle out of reach of bullets, and then he stopped panting heavily.

He looked up and finally saw clearly that behind the window frame illuminated by the full moon, several helicopters were buzzing and hovering in the dark night, like the devil's followers.

Pei Du held the phone and cursed hoarsely: "Damn, what level..."

A hurried apology came from the phone immediately, "Don't worry, Mr. Pei, we are ready to break in!"

It was at this moment that the sound of a fire truck was heard downstairs. It would not be long before the fire was extinguished.

The mad dog hesitated and tried to take a step closer, but a bullet immediately hit him, making a hole in the ground one centimeter in front of him. He retracted his claws and sat there in a daze, like a dog that was kicked by someone on the roadside and suddenly didn't know what to do. He was obviously a very superior dog, but he was trained to be an obedient dog. Pei Du looked at him with pity, wondering if he had ever learned to speak.

This ferocious yet pitiful dog wandered around outside the safe zone at a loss, and as if it suddenly remembered something, it began to rummage through its pockets.

Pei Du's expression suddenly froze. He saw Mad Dog took out a gun from his pocket as if jokingly.

So there were not five guns, but six, and there were six bullets in each gun. There was no shelter, and he didn't have the strength to dodge anymore.

"Boss Pei, be careful!" A heart-wrenching roar came from the phone, "Hold on a little longer, we'll be in the building soon!"

Pei Du tried to prop himself up, but his entire left arm had lost sensation and his thigh bone was probably broken by the beast. Before he could move, Mad Dog pointed the gun at him without hesitation and pulled the trigger decisively.

There is no time to feel or recall, the bullet will be faster than anything and take his life.

"Click——" the trigger made a hollow sound.

Nothing happened. Pei Du stared at the black muzzle of the gun. His Adam's apple rolled and cold sweat soaked his back.

This idiot didn't know how to use a gun, and he didn't even open the safety bolt, so naturally he couldn't fire a bullet. No wonder he had never thought of using a gun before.

But he had obviously seen how others used it, and he kept lowering his head to fiddle with the thing. With a "click" sound, Pei Du's heart was lifted again. This beast had excellent animal instincts. Although he was not skilled, he could shoot much more accurately than his companions.

"Die, die, I'll kill you..." Mad Dog muttered the only words he had learned, smiled like the god of death, and raised his gun towards Pei Du again. Anxious shouts came from the phone, sirens sounded from far away, the air was filled with hot smoke, and the water mist from the fire truck fell through the broken windows like rain...

At the last moment of his life, the only thing Pei Du regretted was that he did not bring Wen Qiu with him. He could not see him again before he died, and could not say goodbye properly.

However, thinking that Wen Qiu could be rescued safely, Pei Du felt peace and joy from the bottom of his heart. At least he would never forget himself in his life. Could this be regarded as eternal immortality in love?

"boom--"

The next moment, there was a loud noise, not the sound of a bullet being fired, but the sound of a burly body falling down. Pei Du's heart was shaken. He was ready to die the moment before, but the next moment he was so excited that he couldn't control himself and wanted to stand up eagerly.

Behind the collapsed figure of Mad Dog, the person who appeared was none other than Wen Qiu! He was wearing a scarlet bloody shirt and holding a baton tightly in his hand. Just now, he had used all his strength to hit Mad Dog's head, and only then did he knock him down completely.

Wen Qiu's hands were shaking, his pupils were trembling, but what he did was completely different from his terrified appearance. He knelt on the ground and hit the bloody head with all his strength for the second and third time. He could not forget the bullet that was about to be fired when he came. From that moment on, his mind forgot everything and was filled with a strange murderous intent. His hands were numb as if they were separated from his actions, but he knew in his heart that he just wanted this man to die.

"That's enough, Qiuqiu, stop, he can't move anymore." It wasn't until Pei Du's voice rang in his buzzing ears that Wen Qiu raised his head in a daze and saw Pei Du waving at him, "Come here, come to me."

Wen Qiu dropped the baton in his hand as if he had been electrocuted, not daring to look down again. He wanted to stand up, but his legs were so weak that he had no feeling. He crawled forward using his hands and feet, leaving a long trail of blood on the ground, and crawled into Pei Du's arms, hugging his waist tremblingly.

Pei Du tightened his embrace with all his strength. Even though his body could no longer bear the weight, he greedily wanted to absorb everything about Wen Qiu, as if he could heal the torn wounds and replenish the lost blood, his bone of bone and flesh of flesh.

Neither of them spoke. Amid the sounds of sirens, burning, and dripping water, they shared the great silence of the moment. Their two hearts pressed tightly together, resonating with a powerful sound.

No one knew who started it first, they hugged first, and soon began to kiss, exchanging each other's breath and saliva. Until the rescuers came in, Pei Du subconsciously tightened his embrace and looked over with a warning look, as if even they were in the way.

The bodyguards who came to rescue were already dumbfounded. All the way up from the first floor, they saw an extremely tragic battle. It was hard to imagine that only Pei Du and Wen Qiu, who were trapped in the fire without even a weapon, defeated several criminals who had planned for a long time and were armed with weapons.

The bodyguards worked together to support the injured Wen Qiu and Pei Du, and finally walked out of the burning building. The first floor had been burned black, water was dripping from the ceiling, and the stench of burning was everywhere. After walking out of the unrecognizable door, Wen Qiu looked back in a trance, feeling as if something had been left in the fire forever and burned to ashes.

That was his fear, his cowardice, his timidity.

The moment he gripped the hilt of the knife, the moment he decided to find Pei Du, his old body fell into the fire. He felt a brand new power filling his body. It was at that moment that he understood why Pei Du dared to lock him in the room and let him face all the enemies alone.

It turns out that the impulse to protect someone can really arouse infinite courage.

(End of this chapter)