Alpha's money-making mission

Chapter 2:

From the second round, he began to pay attention to Kevin Harley, knowing that this person has muscular strength; although there are some hazardous scenes, he still turns danger into safety. Moreover, his appearance is arbitrary. He makes people feel like he's trying so hard, and it's like holding back, can't guess. On the other hand, from the collected documents, Kevin Harley was born undisciplined and had no will to progress, but this time he took the initiative to register a circuit going to the last round; this in himself was a contradiction already.

After all, why did he join the competition? How does he prepare for this round? Jack Anderson thought he felt that this person, although he said he didn't expect much, actually had a plan for a long time.

Everyone saw Jack Anderson looking at Kevin Harley, then looked over, then saw the other person looking around, so someone couldn't help but ask, "What are you looking for?"

"Taxi, I want to go to the inner city."

"… Far or not? Is it expensive?" People hesitated. "Is there a bus or subway here?"

They were the ones who climbed up from the bare floor, endured suffering, and quickly accepted the situation in front of them, but Kevin Harley just looked at him and knew that he was warm and happy; maybe he couldn't adapt.

Kevin Harley looked at them, smiled, and said, "It's okay, if you don't have money, you can rob."

"…You seem to have forgotten the rules of the game."

"Isn't it voluntary?" Kevin Harley raised an eyebrow, "You just need to force people to say the two words "voluntarily," isn't it fine?"

"…" Everyone reacted for a second. "Is this okay? Not breaking the rules ?"

"Who knows, let's try it." Kind Kevin Harley just drew a lost path. "If you can't do it, go become an assassin, and earn a lot of money."

"The problem is, what if there's no organization?"

Kevin Harley saw a few taxis not far away and slowly passed by, casually replying, "Advertise, sell yourself."

Jack Anderson was a bit curious about him, waited a moment, saw him go a long way, he immediately took the car to follow.

The rest of the people stood in place, silently recalling Kevin Harley's words, only feeling that the new world gate was slowly opening to them; a moment later, someone expressed very clearly, "Brothers, Let's buy some hammers to rob banks."

Kevin Harley got off the bus at a busy street in the inner city, bought a map, and was about to leave when he saw a public phone booth; he thought for a moment, this time, if he didn't get first place in this test, the result would be serious, so he did not hesitate to start dialing the number.

"Hello, is it the police station? Like this, at Cambus pier, I just heard a group of people negotiating for loot. There were about ten people, maybe they've already separated by now. I don't know where they want to rob. That group of people know that they are gangsters at first glance. I don't dare to hear much, but I feel they will act soon. You have to increase security as a precaution. Ah, no need to thank me, this is what a citizen like me is supposed to do. Yes, that's it, bye."

Jack Anderson was far away, so he couldn't hear it or help thinking. Kevin Harley is so comfortable; is it possible to have friends here? He waited a moment, saw him hang up the phone, and continued to follow.

Kevin Harley opened the map, looked at it while walking, when passing a place, suddenly stopped, took a few steps back, assessed this store for a moment, then happily walked in. "Boss, sell me a lottery ticket."

"…" Jack Anderson looked at the sign, momentarily silent.

Many storefronts in the downtown area were not open early in the morning. Kevin Harley walked around and finally found an entirely satisfactory restaurant.

Jack Anderson stood at the corner not far away, where Kevin Harley went on the other side of the road, looking at the giant burger he bought from the small stall; for a moment, he had the urge to throw it in the garbage can.

Of course, this excitement is only a blink of an eye, and he is still standing there rationally, staring at the other side while eating; outside, the restaurant has a porch built, blocking some sunlight, making the door window open, not glare. From this angle, you can see the situation inside. He looked at Kevin Harley, feeling that the noble, elegant Beta didn't look like a mercenary trainer.

This person's appearance is stunning, with delicate facial features and a gentle smile, like a warm boy who has been cared for since childhood, but such a soft Beta can make him feel threatened; this caught his attention.

Today, s****m is not as severe as it used to be; Beta and Omega with strong genes can also be excellent. For example, in a corporation, there are also good Beta and Omega on the middle floor, so Kevin Harley can overcome this brutal competition does not surprise anyone. What caught Jack Anderson's attention was Kevin Harley himself.

Alpha is the most dominant, Beta in all categories is in the middle, and Omega is sensitive, weak, natural conditions and particular "attractors" determine their strengths and weaknesses.

Alpha's innate menace will make the other two subjects respect and admire him, but there are a few strong Beta and Omega that disregard this "iron law," and each of them is exceptionally excellent; so now, just seeing this kind of person, there will be countless organizations competing for offers, numerous media interviews and reporting, because people can completely foresee their open future.

But Kevin Harley not only belongs to this number of people but also has a remarkable ability to suppress Alpha. Jack Anderson doesn't know if other Alphas have noticed or not, but he has felt it very clearly. It was in the second round, at that time in a critical situation, Kevin Harley's violent breath in the blink of an eye made people panic. He reflexively had to take half a step back, but that was only the case. Kevin Harley returned to his original appearance for a moment. Like everything before, it was just an illusion.

From that moment on, he knew that Kevin Harley's genes were strong enough to overcome the innate b*****e of gender, the more he knew that this type of person was not simple, but before that, he had never heard the name Kevin Harley; this was so strange. So, based on many factors, he still paid much attention to this person.

Kevin Harley slowly finished his breakfast, politely wiped his mouth, smiled, and talked for a while with the waiter, then got up to leave. The shopping street gradually became bustling; he casually walked around, saw that it was almost noon, and turned into the food street again.

Jack Anderson patiently followed, staring at Kevin Harley after walking out of the food street and entering a luxurious cafe; he immediately wondered if they had come to zone nine for an exam or a vacation. Maybe he misheard; in fact, who can enjoy it more?

No, no, there is no possibility of such a silly thing. Jack Anderson suppressed the strange hallucination and continued to watch Kevin Harley, thinking in his heart, does this guy feel like he can't go on? Should he give up?

The coffee shop made a melodious piano sound, coffee, sweet and delicious cakes; Kevin Harley enjoyed a moment, saw a few magazines on the following table, and politely asked to borrow them. His gestures were correct, and his smile was gentle. He quickly borrowed it, and after seeing it, he returned it and took advantage of the opportunity to chat; in contrast, they also talked happily with each other.

Jack Anderson stared for a while, and his heart fluttered. Did Kevin Harley want to attract people's attention? He just felt that things were finally going into orbit, then saw Kevin Harley finish the conversation and smile goodbye; he was silent for a while but did not give up his intention to follow.

Kevin Harley leisurely walked through the streets, feeling a bit tired; he immediately found a clean place by the roadside to rest, pulled for a moment, then tore off a corner of the map, folded it into a small box, placed it in front of him, put a coin pulled it, pulled his chin, and then pull his face out.

More than twenty minutes later, a Beta passed by, looked at him, then threw down ten coins; Kevin Harley was pleased, took the money to buy ice cream, and then continued to sit.

Jack Anderson "…"

What kind of person is this? The corner of Jack Anderson's mouth twitched slightly, hesitated for a few seconds; he was still inactive; for them, the night was the best time to take action; Kevin Harley had used up more than half of the money. No, he may not think about how to make money.