Mrs. Legend

Mei Chuanqi mockingly looked at the man who fell to the ground in embarrassment: "I always thought that the person who framed his comrade-in-arms would be promoted every step of the way, and there would be endless glory and wealth waiting for him, but I didn't expect..."

He saw that the man was wearing the same clothes as the cowherd who came out to sell, and he clicked his tongue twice: "It will end like this."

The status of cowherds in their planet is very low, and some people even don't regard them as human beings, so the cowherds who come out to sell will do everything possible to climb up to powerful masters to improve their status.

Li Bing got up in a hurry, knelt and walked in front of Mei Chuanqi with regret on his face, choked his head over and over again, and said, "Mei Chuanqi, we are sorry for you, we are the ones who are sorry for you."

After Mei Chuanqi was imprisoned, he often dreamed of the scene of Mei Chuanqi being framed by them, and then he woke up again and again in the dream. In this way, he was tortured repeatedly every night, and he couldn't get over his guilt. come out.

Mei Chuanqi stared coldly at Li Bing, who kept nibbling his head, and could see that the other party was really regretful: "If you really feel sorry for me, then tell me what happened a year ago?"

Li Bing stopped and shook his head.

Mei Chuanqi frowned: "You still have to hide it for those people? What benefits did they give you?"

If it really gave them any benefits, it shouldn't be like this, right?

Li Bing explained anxiously: "No, it's not that I want to hide it for them, but that I really don't know anything. At that time, we would accuse you of fleeing because we were threatened. If we don't stand up and accuse you, our family will will die, so we...we..."

Mei Chuanqi narrowed his eyes and stared at him, trying to tell the truth from his expression: "You really don't know who did it?"

"I really don't know. We haven't seen each other at all. Before going to the military court, we received the video of your family being kidnapped through the communicator, and asked us to cooperate with them in identifying you as fleeing during the war."

"Since you have already stood up and identified me as a deserter, why are you still acting like this?"

Li Bing flashed embarrassment, sadness, grief and indignation, and finally returned to calm, bowed his head and remained silent.

Mei Chuanqi continued: "I think with your ability, even if you don't become a soldier, it is more than enough to sign up for the primary competition of the Mech Fighting Competition. Why make yourself like this?"

Li Bing was silent for a moment, then said hoarsely: "My hands are useless."

He raised his trembling hands and moved his fingers. The stiff movements showed that he could no longer flexibly control the mecha.

Mei Chuanqi was startled: "How could this be?"

Li Bing laughed at himself: "This is God's punishment for framing my comrades in arms."

Mei Chuanqi asked to the end: "What's going on? How could your hands be like this for no reason?"

Li Bing was sad and angry: "I was besieged on the way home to visit relatives, and all the knuckles of my five fingers were broken. Now I can still move, which is the greatest luck among luck."

Mei Chuanqi felt that Li Bing should know who broke his phalanx, and asked, frowning tightly, "Where are the other people who identified me?"

Li Bing shook his head: "After I left the army, I never saw them again, but I believe they, like me, don't know anything. By the way, Major Wei Long should not be dead."

Mei Chuanqi was taken aback: "What! You said Major Wei Long is not dead?"

He quickly picked up Li Bing's collar: "You get up and talk first."

Li Bing quickly stood up: "Actually, I'm not sure. I came out of home that day and passed by a private plastic surgery club called Yi Rong. I saw a man whose body shape was similar to Major Wei Long. I couldn't help but look at it more. A few glances. At that time, the other party was wearing a mask and couldn't see his face clearly, but when he shook hands with the doctor to say goodbye, I noticed that the man had three black moles arranged in a triangle on the palm of his hand, which were exactly the same as Major Wei Long's. "

Mei Chuanqi hurriedly asked, "Did you call him then?"

"No. I think that if the other party is really Major Wei Long, there must be some unavoidable difficulties, so instead of returning to the army, he ran to the plastic surgery clinic. I think he was probably threatened by something like us , if I call him so rashly, his identity will be exposed."

"When did you see him?"

"Eight months ago."

Mei Chuanqi squinted and stared straight into Li Bing's eyes for a long time.

The sharp eyes made Li Bing dare not look directly at him.

"I'll check things out." Mei Chuanqi put on his sunglasses, turned and walked towards the door.

When he reached the door, he stopped and said, "If you encounter something that cannot be solved, you can come to me at any time."

After finishing speaking, leaving Li Bing in a daze, he opened the bathroom door and walked out.

Looking at the closed door, Li Bing fell to the ground as if he had lost all his strength, covered his face with his hands, and cried like a child: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry..."

Outside the bathroom, Mei Chuanqi didn't actually leave, but stood at the door, quietly listening to the people in the bathroom saying sorry.

From crying and apologizing, he felt that what Li Bing said just now was both true and false, and the apologies seemed to be extremely guilty for his lies.

Mei Chuanqi's face was cold, and he turned and left until he could not hear the voice inside.

On the way to room 503, I sent a message to Lian Zeyang asking him to investigate what Li Bing said.

Mei Chuanqi came to Room 503, opened the door, and heard Feng Jingteng asking in a low voice: "Who won?"

Afterwards, interest welled up in his eyes: "Oh? Then what's his name?"

Not knowing what the other party said, Feng Jingteng's eyes were startled: "Is this a name or a nickname?"

Standing at the door, Mei Chuanqi raised his eyebrows, thinking whether to wait for the people inside to hang up the communication before going in, but Feng Jingteng said, "Observe for a while, that's it, I hung up."

When Mei Chuanqi heard this, he had no choice but to walk in.

Seeing him coming in, Feng Jingteng patted the chair beside him and let him sit beside him. Then, he pushed the colorful fruit juice on the table in front of him: "This is the new product from Shishangtang. Mood juice, the name is Life Baiwei, according to the waiter, this glass of juice is very popular in their store, it is worth a try."

The cup containing the mood juice is divided into five small compartments. The space in each compartment is not large, and it can only hold three to four mouthfuls.The colors of the juice are lemon yellow, tender red pink, dark green, deep red, gray and white, which are not good-looking, but very unique.

"Since it's so popular, why did you only order a glass of juice? Don't you want to drink it?" Mei Chuanqi picked up the juice and put it in his mouth, but Feng Jingteng blocked it with his hand: "That's not how you drink it."

Feng Jingteng picked up the heart-shaped couple straws on the table and put them into the lemon yellow, then handed one of the straws to Mei Chuanqi's mouth: "Try it."

Mei Chuanqi looked at him strangely: "You want to drink the same cup as me?"

He looked at Feng Jingteng who had already put the straw into his mouth, and the straw with a heart, the corners of his eyes twitched, making him feel like they were in love.

"Of course, after I taste this glass of juice, I will tell you another name for this glass of juice."

Mei Chuanqi laughed and said, "Even if I don't drink juice, I can ask the waiter for another name."

"The waiter doesn't know another word. This is another name that the customer gave in private." Feng Jingteng stuffed the tube into his mouth and immediately shouted: "One, two, three, suck!"

Under conditioned reflex, Mei Chuanqi quickly took a big mouthful.

Watching the yellow liquid go down the straw into his mouth and swallowing it, he frowned: "It's so sour."

It was so sour that the two rows of teeth were soft, and the sour taste invaded the throat, as if encountering a very bitter thing, the helpless pain stuck in the throat.

"You don't really want me to eat sour juice with you because you drank vinegar?"

Feng Jingteng looked at his frown, smiled and put the straw into the dark green juice: "Let's try this again."

Mei Chuanqi didn't object either. In fact, he was curious about the taste of the dark green juice. When Feng Jingteng shouted to inhale, he took another strong sip, and instantly rushed into the previous sour taste, which was replaced by a bitter taste that was even bitterer than traditional Chinese medicine.

"Such an undrinkable thing will sell like crazy? Have you been tricked?"

Feng Jingteng asked back: "Don't you think that drinking this juice is like tasting the flavors of life?"

Mei Chuanqi couldn't refute immediately.

Because the bitter juice that just flowed into the stomach is indeed like the pain of experiencing failure in life, and there is still a hint of astringency in the mouth.

Mei Chuanqi silently put the straw into the crimson juice: "Let's drink red!"

Feng Jingteng looked at the crimson juice, and a narrow smile flashed in his black eyes: "Okay!"