Mrs. Legend

Before Mei Chuanqi left, he looked through the glass.

In the last shooting room, there was only one child standing inside and shooting, and his reaction was very sensitive. Although he could not hit 100%, the accuracy rate had reached about 80.00%.

This kind of hit rate is considered very high, after all, the opponent is only a child, and the difficulty is still the highest, even if it is a disciple of the Mei family who has been trained for more than ten years, the hit rate is at most 90.00%.

Mei Chuanqi smiled slightly, who else could that child be if not his son.

"As expected of the descendants selected by the ancestors, they have only trained for one year and have achieved such results. Maybe they can reach 100% after a few more months of training."

Mei Chuanqi was very happy when he heard that the disciples of the Mei family praised his son.

Mei in the shooting room is dangerously dissatisfied that the shooting rate is only 80.00%. Five, press the restart button and continue training.

Seeing that his son still needs to train, Mei Chuanqi twitched his eyebrows slightly, so he had to wait patiently for his son to come out.

"All hits are 80.00% five, what is he dissatisfied with, training all morning, isn't he tired?"

"Couldn't he want to train until he broke the record in this shooting room?"

"What record?"

"Don't you know? There is a record of 100% in more than [-] consecutive high-difficulty shootings stored in this shooting room."

"Who? So powerful?"

"I don't know, I also heard from my uncle that he once heard from my ancestor that this man is the most powerful shooter that my ancestor has ever seen in his life."

Mei Chuanqi: "..."

Can he tell these Mei family disciples that the records stored in this shooting room were made by him?

Thinking about his training every day and night back then, he spent many times more energy than other disciples, and his hit rate was not 100%, and he was really sorry for himself.

However, he never thought that his ancestor would have such a high opinion of him. Thinking of the days when his ancestor would always mock him when he saw him, he really couldn't believe that he was the one who praised him.

Mei Chuanqi came back to his senses, Mei Danger just ended a training session.

Seeing that his son wanted to continue, he immediately pushed the door open, not wanting to waste the time spent together on training.

"Report, little master, your father is back."

Mei Danger, who was annoyed at the fact that someone came in and interrupted the training at will, turned around happily after hearing the familiar voice and the word 'Dad'.

Seeing Mei Chuanqi standing at the door, he ran over excitedly: "Dad, you're back!" "Son." Mei Chuanqi squatted down and picked up the child who ran over: "It's getting heavier again, and in two years, Dad will be about to die." I can't hold you anymore."

"In the future, I will hug Dad instead."

Mei Chuanqi was moved: "Come on, let's go eat."

"However, I haven't reached the goal of my ancestors' training."

"What target?"

"90.00% hit."

Mei Chuanqi was a little embarrassed.

The result of the second training was only 90.00% higher than before. If you continue to train, you may not be able to reach [-]% by night.

What's more, shooting can't be improved in a day or two, nor can it reach 80.00% or more every time.

However, if he just takes his son away like this, it will make people think that they don't take their ancestors seriously, and he will also be a bad example in front of their children.

Just when Mei Chuanqi was struggling in his heart, the child patted him on the shoulder comfortingly: "Father, let's go eat."

Mei Chuanqi asked with a smile: "What if the ancestors ask?"

Mei Danger whispered in her father's ear: "We'll ask Grandpa An for help. Our ancestors listen to Grandpa An the most."

Mei Chuanqi: "..."

Even the children could see that the ancestor treated An Si differently.

Leaving the shooting room, Mei Chuanqi asked the child: "This time, did your classmates ask you, where is Dad?"

"asked."

"What excuse did you use this time? Could it be that Dad is pregnant again?"

Mei Dangerously smiled: "I said my father was abducted by human traffickers."

Mei Chuanqi was a little speechless: "Son, why did you think of using this excuse?"

"A few months ago, there was a news on Starnet that thousands of people on our planet suddenly disappeared and their whereabouts were unknown, so I used it."

Mei Chuanqi thought that it wasn't the news that the Qiaoluo gang had tied people to the planet Las for mining, right?

If so, what a coincidence.

When he came down from the spaceship today, he saw reporters running to take pictures. Because he walked fast, he didn't meet reporters for interviews. However, there will definitely be news about the young master of the Mei family being kidnapped tomorrow.

The two father and son returned to the lobby of the ancestor's villa.

In the hall, Mei Feichen, Mei Zhendong and An Si were all sitting on the sofa in the hall, whispering about things.

Mei Chuanqi called: "Old ancestor, grandpa, Uncle An."

Mei Danger also yelled, "Old Ancestor, Grandpa, Grandpa An."

Mei Feichen asked: "I came back so soon, did the shooting meet my requirements?"

Mei Danger smiled like an angel towards Mei Feichen: "No."

Mei Feichen was angry: "No, you are still smiling so happily, come back after hitting 90.00%."

Mei dangerously pouted her mouth unhappily, and ran over to hug An Si coquettishly: "Grandpa An, I'm hungry."

An Si hugged the child and said distressedly: "Let's eat first, and practice after shooting."

"..." Mei Feichen was angry and helpless.

If it was another disciple acting like a spoiled child and disobeying his orders, he would have thrown him out of the villa long ago, and he would never come to train with him again in the future.

If you shoot this child, he just can't be cruel, who made this child look like the person he likes.

Mei Feichen couldn't help but glanced at An Si's face.

Mei Zhendong held back a laugh.

It's really one thing and one thing.

Mei Chuanqi looked at his son amusedly and angrily.

Ans picked up the child and walked to the dining room, and the other three also got up.

Mei Zhendong sat down and said, "Legend, you have created another piece of news for our Mei family."

Mei Chuanqi understood that what Mei Zhendong was referring to was being taken as a slave by Qiao Luo's gang: "Star Network broadcast the news so quickly?"

"You're still on the headlines." Mei Zhendong said angrily, "Do you know what the news said? It said that the young master of the Mei family had been trained since he was a child, and he was kidnapped by human traffickers. Everyone is questioning our Mei family's training ability."

Mei Danger opened her bright eyes and looked at her father curiously: "Dad, have you really been kidnapped?"

"Yes." There were other servants in the dining room, so Mei Chuanqi could only answer vaguely.

In fact, Mei Zhendong and Mei Feichen knew what was going on in their hearts, and they didn't hold on to this matter in Er Yue.

After dinner, Mei Feichen asked Mei Chuanqi and Mei Danger to visit the study.

Mei Chuanqi looked at the nervous Ans, and vaguely guessed what they were going to say.

He sat opposite Mei Feichen with his son in his arms, suppressed the slightest nervousness in his heart, and asked with a smile: "Why do you come to the study all of a sudden? Do you have anything to say?"

Mei Feichen, Mei Zhendong, and An Si exchanged glances.

Mei Zhendong coughed lightly: "Where's Jing Teng?"

"He has no time to come back this time, and I will go back to the army in a few days."

Not being able to see her father was already unhappy, and now that her father was leaving in a few days, Mei Danger was even more unhappy, pouting her mouth in silence.

"That's it!"

There was silence in the study, no one spoke.

Mei Chuanqi had no choice but to bite the bullet and asked, "Why don't you talk? You asked me to come to the study, didn't you have something to tell me?"

Mei Feichen snorted coldly: "You know exactly what we want to say."

Ans looked nervously at Mei Chuanqi.

Mei Chuanqi looked at the ancestor with an innocent face: "I just returned to Mei's house, how do I know what the ancestor is going to say?"

Mei Feichen coughed uncomfortably: "Zhendong, tell me."

Mei Zhendong was speechless for a while, and after a while, he finally said, "Well, cough, Legend, is grandpa treating you well?"

"it is good."

"The political army, is your father treating you well?"

Mei Chuanqi didn't make a sound.

He didn't know why Mei Zhendong asked this, but how could Mei Zhendong not know whether Mei Zhengjun treated him well or not.

Mei Feichen glared at Mei Zhendong angrily: "You've dragged the topic away."

Mei Zhendong rolled his eyes in his heart, and continued: "Legend, I know that you have never received a father's love from Zhengjun since you were a child. Zhengjun treats you coldly, so you can't blame him. In fact, he...in fact, he ……he……"

He couldn't say the next sentence.

An Si raised his heart, waiting for Mei Chuanqi's next words, but Mei Zhendong kept 'him' non-stop.

Mei Feichen couldn't stand this procrastination, and Mei Zhendong's mood was disturbed: "What about him, just say it."

Mei Chuanqi hugged the child tightly, knowing very well what Mei Zhendong said behind it.

Mei Zhendong took a deep breath: "Actually, he is not your father..."