When Qi Mingwei opened her eyes, her mind was still a little confused, but her body's alertness was still there, she didn't get up, and she had a clear map of the distribution of people within a radius of ten meters in her mind, and the ratio of armed and non-armed personnel was three to one, not counting those more powerful armed forces hidden in the shadows.

Her eyes opened slightly, and she was greeted by a soft daylight, casting spots of light on the walls through the white curtains, and the atmosphere of the whole room was so peaceful that it seemed to be very different from the environment she was in before.

Qi Mingwei's mind was firm, and she quickly sorted out her thoughts, and the environment that seemed unfamiliar slowly became familiar, and the previous explosion made her feel as if she had experienced a dream, and she was chasing the country's highest-level fugitives.

This high level refers not only to the fugitive's own ability, but also to the forces represented behind the fugitive, although I don't know who did it in the end, but Qi Mingwei clearly knows that since she can return to the place where she lived before the age of sixteen, it must be that her family has also been alarmed, and the next thing is the communication between the upper and upper levels, and she, a small soldier, can completely take a back seat.

Jumping up from the bed, her body still felt faintly sore, how powerful the lethality of that big explosion was Qi Mingwei knew that now such a physical condition was probably something that the family had spent a lot of manpower and material resources to do, Qi Mingwei couldn't help but feel a little funny, but she was just the most wasteful person in the family, why did the family spend energy for her like this?

Stretching out her hands, the original scarred layers of scars were gone at this moment, Qi Mingwei was a little surprised, when did the family pay so much attention to the appearance of juniors, and even used the technique of scar repair, which had always been spurned?

"Brush~~~"

The curtain was completely opened with his big hands, and on the floor-to-ceiling glass window, which was already sunset, a young carcass and a surprised face were reflected, Qi Mingwei hesitantly put his hands on his cheeks, gently stroked it twice, and involuntarily turned his gaze to the electronic clock on the desk, June 15, 2441, fifteen years ago?!

Qi Mingwei's first reaction was not that she had crossed over, but that the family was putting her to a mischievous test, but the one qiē in her memory seemed to deny her thoughts, and she chose the most pleasing set from the sportswear in the closet, and changed it neatly while moving her body a little, and the familiar rhythm was still there, just like her sixteen years old before, although she did not have the ability expected by the family, but in terms of martial arts, she was the first person in her generation.

With a slight click, the door of the room was gently opened, and the moment he stepped out of the door, the men assigned by the family to serve as guards on the second floor bowed down in unison: "Hello Third Miss~"

Qi Mingwei's face was not shocked, and after bowing slightly, she walked towards the nearest staircase. When he walked down the stairs, he deliberately made a slight noise that alarmed the people who were chatting on the first floor, and when they turned their eyes, the people who were originally smiling couldn't help but stop for a moment, but then, several people laughed even more heartily.

"Mingwei, are you awake? Why don't you sleep more? On the sofa facing the staircase, a man in his fifties spoke heartily, and the teacup that was originally in his hand was casually put aside.

It was not until she went down to the last floor of the stairs and stood on the same level as everyone that Qi Mingwei spoke softly, looking indifferent: "Hello uncle, Uncle Chen, good Aunt Chen, uncle, I have woken up, there is nothing to do, so I want to go out and run two laps." ”

The middle-aged man seemed to feel a little unexpected about Qi Mingwei's expression, but after a long time, he naturally would not put his feelings on his face, and seeing Qi Mingwei standing in front of him neatly equipped, he nodded in agreement: "Go, don't go too far, come back early." ”

"Okay." Qi Mingwei nodded, and turned to face the two people who had been sitting on the head of the sofa without opening their mouths, "Uncle Chen, Aunt Chen, I lost my company first." ”

"Go, go, it's good that young people love sports." Wearing an army green military uniform called Uncle Chen, although the short black hair is faintly mixed with a trace of white, but the face of the national character face is upright, and he speaks loudly, beside him, the lady who has been smiling with an immovable mountain on his face is about fifty years old, and under the slightly bulging black hair are two huge purple freshwater pearls, wearing a necklace of the same style around his neck, the whole person sits dignified and calm, and the resignation of the junior is also full of encouragement.

Speaking of which, Qi Mingwei is no stranger to the couple in front of her, and even said that she would engage in such a profession before, and the role of this couple is the first place.

Uncle Chen, who looks energetic, is actually eighty-eight years old, and in an ordinary person's family, such a man should already be considered to be able to retire and tease his grandson at home, but in his life, under the backdrop of the imperial general's epaulettes, the road of life seems to have just taken the first step.

After greeting everyone in the living room, Qi Mingwei slowly walked out of the door, and walked lightly, pushing the door out while the people also ran.

Watching Qi Mingwei's back disappear behind the closed door, Admiral Chen, who served as one of the few commanders of the large military region in the Z Empire, slightly showed regret on his face, looked at the middle-aged man at the bottom right, and said softly: "Mingwei, is there still nothing to show Xiàn?" ”

The middle-aged man's original smiling expression had already been retracted when Qi Mingwei ran out of the gate with his back to him, and when he heard Admiral Chen's question, he couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart: "Yes, it's a pity for her, her body is really good, but she doesn't have ......."

Mrs. Chen looked at her husband's desire to speak and the deep regret of her old friend, she chuckled, still so dignified and elegant: "I heard that Wei has just finished the high school entrance examination? ”

"yes, that's why she was allowed to sleep so late today." The Qi family's family style has always been rigorous, unless there are special exceptions, the time to get up in the Qi family's mansion cannot be later than six o'clock in the morning, knowing that Mrs. Chen's purpose in asking this sentence is not here, so the current head of the Qi family did not say in detail.

"If the admitted high school doesn't satisfy Mingwei too much, it's better to come to the military school." In the Z Empire, the age to join the army is generally when you graduate from high school, that is, when you are about to reach the age of eighteen, and the military school that Mrs. Chen said is obviously not this kind, the three people present are not ordinary people who don't know the world, and the meaning of this military school is obviously the more secret one.