Come against the wind, exchange your glory

Chapter 729 Doubt Again

The game was lost without any suspense, and Tang Jiang slumped heavily on the chair. Her excited heart could not be calmed down for a long time. This is e-sports. Just pick up the mouse, the blood in the body immediately boils, and the heart burns.

Bingci took another sip of water, staring intently at the game interface, not daring to move, because he noticed Han Wu's gaze.

Han Wu couldn't see anything from Bing Ci and turned to look at Tang Jiang. What he said was full of temptations, "I didn't expect our nutritionist Tang to have such game skills. He is almost catching up with professional players. It must be I have been playing for a long time, and I have played countless games with many great masters before I can develop my current skills, but I just don’t know, who and where did the nutritionists of Tang University fight with in the past?”

The smile on Tang Jiang's face stopped abruptly, and Han Gou suspected him of being so complacent.

"It's an exaggeration, but I can catch up with professional players in the operation of cooking? I used to be a teenager with Internet addiction, and then I quit. It's been too long, and my skills have regressed, but I still haven't forgotten how to play."

"Really?" Han Wu sneered, Tang Jiang was as slippery as a loach, it was unrealistic to try to get him to talk.

Ye Wei also saw something, but he and Bing Ci are now on the same side, so they adjusted the data of their game just now.

But he didn't want to show more flaws just because of his action, Han Wu kept silent, and he began to think about it after the meeting.

It's time to investigate what happened to Tang Jiang before the Tang family had an accident.

And Ye Wei, why did you delete the most critical part of this duel?
Is he helping Tang Jiang hide his identity?

No, these two don't look like they know each other at all, but they both have a common acquaintance, and that is a certain little brother.

So, is he helping a little brother hide his identity?

Then, what is the identity of a certain little brother?Whether playing as an assassin or as a unit, a certain person's strength is unfathomable, and it is impossible to judge what position he is playing from this point.

Is there a possibility that a certain little brother is actually an all-around player?Just like Siyue, he is also an all-around player.

Assuming this conjecture is true, then a certain little brother can change any position.

However, I remember that he clearly stated in the signing agreement that only the unit will be marked.

Order, order...

Bingci opened the door and came in and met his eyes.

Han Wu smiled slightly, "Don't you feel surprised, little brother? The nutritionist of the team still has such a level of game. It can be seen that it should be the experience of being beaten by many people."

"Maybe brother Jiang used to be a training partner." Bing Ci lifted the quilt expressionlessly and lay down.

"By the way, when did you two meet?" Han Wu didn't give up so easily.

Bingci turned her back to him, and her pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of white mist. She scratched her palms, trying to suppress something, but she still answered his question in the most ordinary tone, "I don't remember."

Han Wu got out of bed and quickly jumped onto her bed, "Then I'll ask you a few more questions."

"Okay," Bingci felt that the bed on one side was obviously sunken, and his whole body tensed up.

"The black umbrella you often use is only one in the world, is it yours?"

"No."

"Who gave that to you?"

"You." Bingci knew that he already knew about the black umbrella, so at that time he took the black umbrella to confront himself in spite of the danger of his life, and the black umbrella almost killed him.

"That night when I sang, why didn't you admit it when I asked you?" Han Wu's half face was plunged into darkness at the moment, and the expression on his face could not be seen clearly.

Bingci didn't explain, and held the quilt tightly with one hand.

"I'm sorry," Han Wu's hoarse voice came out from the dim room again after a long time.

Bing Ci was silent, Han Wu continued: "I'm waiting for you to tell me in person, but you never seem to have this plan, how far do I have to go to make you tell me the truth?"

"All the suffering you have experienced can be written off with you, but with me, it cannot pass, and it will never pass..."

"I'm sorry..." Bingci opened his eyes, and the white mist in his pupils had spread.

Han Wu forcibly broke Zheng Bingci's body, "Do you know that I hate it when you say I'm sorry, who is it that I'm sorry for?"

Bingci closed his eyes as early as when he started.

Han Wu tried his best to suppress her, seeing her still indifferent, his heart was completely chilled, but he saw her face, which was so pale that it was almost transparent, as if it would break if touched, powerlessly punched her pillow.

The two of them had nothing to say, so Han Wu took his coat and left.

Bingci struggled to get up from the bed, opened the locked cabinet, and took out an inconspicuous wooden box. Inside the wooden box were two bottles of medicine with vitamin C written on the body. Bingci took one of the bottles. After taking it, the white fog in her pupils disappeared.

(End of this chapter)