Cannon Fodder is Not In the Service Area

The location of this alley is very remote. No one usually comes here, and no one even noticed a very fierce duel.

I don’t know whether Han Yeming forgot to bring the rack space hub or didn’t want to expand the impact, or he used his strengths to avoid weaknesses. From the beginning to the end, he only used the laser particle sword to attack or resist, and did not use the mecha.

Han Yeming did not summon the mecha. According to Su Jiameng's pride, she would not do so. Moreover, in addition to being good at mecha combat, she is also good at hand-to-hand combat or close combat, and she is even more at home at this time. She vaguely felt something was wrong, as if her strength should not only be this little! In order to find this feeling, she deliberately slowed down the attack rhythm and wanted to maintain it longer.

But Su Jiameng didn't know Han Yeming's horrified state of mind at this moment!

At the beginning of the battle, he still had the strength to fight back, but after hundreds of attacks, he found that he could only do basic defense despite his best efforts! It's not that he has become weaker due to exhaustion, but that the opponent's combat strength is increasing strangely, and the speed is still frighteningly fast!

This... what exactly is going on? Since the breakup of his relationship with Su Jiameng, Han Yeming has never spoken to her alone in private, let alone exchange ideas. But he still knew the opponent's strength well. Although he was strong, he was not as strong as this!

Finally, Su Jiameng shook off the blood on the knife, raised her hand to put on the hood to cover half of her face, then deftly put the long knife back into the scabbard, and said to the man lying at her feet, "I wanted to kill him." It's yours, but considering the current shortage of people in the alliance, and your military rank is not low, it would be a pity to die. Your life is already mine, keep it well, and one day I will be happy to find you and ask for it back."

After saying that, Su Jiameng raised her feet and left. Han Yeming lost a lot of blood and had many stab wounds all over his body. The ground beneath him was soaked with sticky scarlet blood. He tried to raise his head, his vision was blurry, and the whole world seemed to be fading away.

Within sight, a well-dressed figure was walking away step by step, with no intention of looking back from the beginning to the end. He raised his head and finally couldn't hold on any longer. He slowly lowered his head and put his cheek against the ground, raising a bitter and helpless smile.

When it comes to feelings, he really likes Su Jiameng. He was a little moved when they first met in the training camp. After that, the two were lucky enough to form a mission team, get along day and night, and enter the military headquarters together. They still remember those scenes to this day.

In the eyes of outsiders, they are an undoubted couple. Although they get together less and apart more often, and may not see each other throughout the year, their relationship has always been stable. Both of them have relatively silent personalities, and they have never said anything about love or anything like that.

Han Yeming always thought that he would not care about a confession or sweet words, but after Su Jiameng's life and death were uncertain, he suddenly found that he felt strong uneasiness and panic in his heart. Is a woman like Su Jiameng really the partner he wants?

As a friend and a comrade-in-arms, she is too qualified, but as a girlfriend, it seems that neither of them is qualified.

Because of his tumultuous and homeless life as a child, he had a strong desire for a stable family, but he and she were both Alliance fighters, and with careers that had no tomorrow, the family foundation was too weak. She couldn't give herself the security and stability she wanted.

If it were just like this, Han Yeming would not marry anyone else, and they would have to wait until Su Jiameng came back to officially break up. But the communication was hampered at the time, and later we received news that the army was besieged by the Zerg and the entire army was wiped out... In other words, everyone was dead.

Although it was a pity, Han Yeming still calmed down, married a very ordinary but gentle woman, and gave birth to two children that he had always liked. Then less than five years later, Su Jiameng came back in such a posture.

Han Yeming didn't know what kind of mood he should face at that time. He was embarrassed and ashamed, and he couldn't even raise his head when she asked her questions. Then, not surprisingly, he was beaten severely by Su Jiameng without any resistance and sent into the emergency room.

He knew this woman's proud character very well. After such a severe beating, the debt between the two of them was completely paid off. Because of this character, she would only vent her anger on him, a betrayed person, and would not touch innocent people at all.

He thought that Su Jiameng was a woman who was consistent on the outside and had a tough mind as well as tough behavior. Emotional scars could not stay in her heart for too long because time could wash away everything. I obviously had no regrets at that time...but now...I kind of wish I could turn back time.

After a while, when he felt his body getting colder, the wound began to feel numb and itchy, the bleeding stopped, and his weak heartbeat became strong again. The subordinate who appeared next to him helped him up, with a worried look on his face, "Sir, who attacked you?"

"Star Thief...ahem, he's just the leader of the Star Thieves." Han Yeming stood up unsteadily, looked towards the direction in which the man was going, and said in a weak voice, "The other party seems to be well prepared, and they have manpower." It’s quite complete…”

After hearing this, several subordinates gasped, filled with righteous indignation, and said angrily, "The leader of the Star Thieves? Attacking high-ranking officers on the Alliance's territory. Those people are so arrogant! This matter must be reported, sir!"

Another person gritted his teeth and said, "Courageless bandits, they unexpectedly attacked and besieged... It's simply shameful. I beg your commander to lead a team to pursue the enemy, impose a martial law on the planet's flights, and investigate one by one... We must catch those people!" "

Han Yeming's mouth twitched slightly, then he waved his hand and said, "Our mission this time is very important, so being so public can easily scare off the enemy."

There was no hatred between Han Yeming and Su Jiameng. The fight to the death before was just because of the situation. Now that he has a mission, and she is terrifyingly strong, leading the team to stop her is just to deliver food to her... Thinking about it, I might as well forget it.

Su Jiameng felt much better after beating Han Yeming again. After sneaking into the flight, she stayed in her room. She needed to figure out what she had forgotten! However, she combed through the memories from her childhood to the present and found no memory gaps! What is going on? Is that feeling my own illusion?

She raised the unfamiliar knife again, sighed deeply, and said again, "It would be great if I could know your name."

After another two months of space travel and several transfers, we finally arrived at a planet where star thieves gathered. However, as soon as I came to this place, a sudden sense of familiarity invaded my brain again... as if... I had been to this place before...

But that feeling came and went quickly, and before she could process it, it disappeared again.

"Forget it... What are you thinking about so much? It makes you look like a genius..." Su Jiameng lowered her hood, her eyes clear and cold, "Since ancient times, there has been a place where snakes and dragons have been mixed. It is often a place that is relatively well-informed..."

She was here to be an undercover agent, not a young lady. She was born to be a hard worker. But soon she discovered a very embarrassing situation, she became a pauper! Can't even pay for a drink...

On this planet where star thieves gather, the currency they use is not the alliance's common credit points, but bright coins.

"Sorry, I don't have enough coins with me. I wonder if I can let someone else pay for this glass of juice?" Su Jiameng said with some embarrassment. She has never had a Bawang meal... even a Bawang meal. That's normal for a star thief.

The young man dressed as a waiter pushed up his decorative half-rimmed glasses, and his eyes resembled the blue grass blades of the Jialanluo tribe. He smiled and said, "According to the original store rules, this is definitely not allowed. But I I feel that this young lady has a kind face and feels very lucky. Well, there are many hospitable customers in the store. If you can persuade others to pay for it, you can..."

"Thank you for your tolerance and generosity... May I ask, as a member of the Jialanluo tribe... why do you work as a bartender here?" Su Jiameng asked the other party in confusion, and the young man shook his head with a wry smile.

"I don't know why... maybe it's because I have to wait for the person I'm waiting for?" The bartender said very strangely.

Su Jiameng didn't want to ask any more questions, so she nodded and went to find someone who could pay her bill.

"Hey, help me pay the bill." Su Jiameng grabbed someone at random and raised her hand to pat the burly man on the shoulder. The other party was having a lively conversation with his companions when he was suddenly interrupted, and naturally he became furious.

When he heard Su Jiameng's robbery-like words, he became even more angry and turned blue. Without saying a word, he threw away the wine glass, stood up and wanted to hold Su Jiameng's collar tightly. The strong smell of alcohol accompanied his words. into the air, choking her.

"What are you talking about, you little bitch! You dare to ask me to pay you? Why?" The strong man looked her up and down, and then said loudly, "Of course, if you are willing to accompany me for a drink, Cup, I’ll pay your bill.”

"Why?" Su Jiameng smelled the smell of alcohol, felt nauseous, and said a little out of control, "With your fists!"

As soon as these words came out, the burly man and his friends all burst into laughter. He even said obscenely, "With your fists? Girl, I'm afraid your fists are not as strong as mine..." Do you think so..."

After saying that, these people laughed even more arrogantly. Su Jiameng was wearing a heavy cloak, and her cumbersome career line was also covered. It was not obvious, but her face made her be mistaken for a teenage girl.

"Tch!" Facing this formation, Su Jiameng just tilted her head slightly and let out a sigh. As her figure flickered, the strong man immediately felt that his lower abdomen was hit by a huge force. His body flew backwards involuntarily, and then flew up and hit him hard. On the wine table a few meters away.

For a moment, the whole place was silent.

Su Jiameng calmly took back her attacking knee and asked stiffly, "Can you pay the bill?"

"Damn! You little bitch is looking for death!" The strong man rubbed his lower abdomen in pain and stood up, his face turning purple.

"It seems that the lesson is not enough? I just let you pay the bill, you don't need to hand over your life..."