I can hardly hide my alien identity

Mingrui became more irritable, and he felt severe pain in the already empty leg.

The middle-aged man in front of him also said: Hey, why don't you look like a kid who doesn't know what's good or bad.

It made him feel more and more painful.

Mingrui, enduring the pain: Oh shit, explain to me clearly, what does this mean?
Want to humiliate me?no way.

It hurts like hell, but I just won't cry.

Hey, just play.

Who cares if you play or not.

Qin Yi couldn't hold back for a long time, he was so anxious, who cares about being polite, "Is Sang Sang still not doing it?"

Mingrui:? ? ?
Let someone else listen to what you're all saying.

Is it really okay to bully a disabled person like this?

Mingrui completely broke his defense and was thinking about going crazy.

Before he could think about it, the person opposite was even faster.

Qin Yi strode forward directly, and curled the trouser leg of Mingrui's right leg with his hands, exposing the bandaged section.

Then, I cut the bandage even faster, without the scissors touching the skin at all.

The ugly wounds looked even uglier under the incandescent lighting.

Mingrui stared down at his wound blankly for a few minutes, then suddenly started to twitch, "No, don't look, don't look..."

The flimsy line of defense in my heart collapsed.

Shen Qing and Sangsang exchanged places, and pressed down on Mingrui, who was in pain and went mad.

"Master, what's the matter with you, master..." The housekeeper yelled anxiously outside, and started banging on the door.

Mingrui was still howling dryly.

"Okay, stop shouting, it hurts my ears." Bai Yun poked Mingrui's shoulder, and then licked his ears.

Sangsang was louder than Mingrui, "You're fine, why are you crying?"

The painful voices in the room stopped abruptly, Mingrui still opened his mouth, and suddenly realized: Hey, what she said seems to be true.

His legs really don't hurt at all.

Mingrui looked down blankly, his pupils suddenly constricted.

At some point, the people who supported him on the left and right sides were already two or three meters away from him.

Then... why didn't he fall down?

Oh, so he can't stand on his own... Hahaha...
Can you stand up by yourself?
Mingrui started shaking again, but this time no matter how much he shook, he still stood firmly.

In the cross section of his right leg, a thigh with a skin that is very different from his has replaced the original right leg.

A numbness as fine as an ant's bite came from the wound, as if something had penetrated into his flesh, and soon disappeared.

Mingrui thought it was his own illusion, but when he saw the metal thigh that fit perfectly with his thigh, he felt that it was not an illusion.

His hand stroked the joint between the two, and there was nothing strange about it.

The skin is smooth, with eyes closed, it feels like stroking your own thigh.

Except that the lower part of the thigh is silver metallic, which shows its unusualness.

Move

Subconsciously, the nerves in the brain give orders.

At the same time, he flicked his right leg and made a beautiful leg swing in the air.

There is no sense of stagnation, and the movement is smooth and sensitive.

Compared with his original thighs, it felt lighter.

Mingrui: ...
At this time, the door of the bedroom was finally overwhelmed and was knocked open by the people outside.

The housekeeper and a few medical staff threw themselves on the ground, throwing themselves to the ground.

Sangsang walked forward with a smile on her face, and stood right in front of them, "Hey, grandpa housekeeper, you are too polite, thank you and I don't need to make such a big salute."

"Also, why are you banging on the door? Don't you have a spare key for the whole building at your waist?" Sangsang saw the large bunch of spare keys wrapped around the butler's waist with sharp eyes, and tilted her head in confusion.

The housekeeper didn't care about anything else, and kept yelling, "Master, are you okay?"

"Did they compare what to do?" A trace of cruelty flashed in the housekeeper's eyes.

Mingrui: "If I say... I ran away from home with a gold-plated thigh and came back, would you believe me?"

The medical staff and housekeeper lying on the ground:? ? ?

Mr. Ming/Young Master was finally tortured and went crazy.

However, when they slowly raised their heads, they followed the silver bare heels to see the thighs little by little.

They think... maybe they are the ones who are crazy.

Shen Qing looked obsessively at Mingrui's new right leg from the side, with a perverted smile, and slowly touched it when no one noticed.

He rubbed it between his fingertips a few times.

Mingrui: Huh?

Feeling the slight itching on his legs, Mingrui backed away in panic, and sternly reprimanded: "Don't beat me."

Huh...he's not clean anymore, he was touched by a pervert on his thigh.

Qin Yi was so embarrassed that he quickly pulled the director of his family behind him, and whispered: "Do you know what you looked like just now?"

"A pervert who wants to sexually harass people."

Shen Qing was also wronged: but he just wanted to see if the metal legs were really the same as human legs.

This fucking thing is so much better than a prosthetic.

Seeing the agile movement of the young man's retreat just now, he didn't even need to use rehabilitation training, and he got started in a second.

Mingrui's movements were too big, and the curled loose trouser legs slipped off, completely covering the silver metal legs.

Just standing there, it is not at all obvious that he is an amputated disabled person.

A few medical staff got up and stood there and began to doubt their lives. They really wanted to lift Mingrui's legs, but they dared not act under his vigilant eyes.

They could only bite each other's ears: "Did you see it just now? Could it be that I had hallucinations because I stayed up late?"

"I saw it too. Is it true that the gilded thighs that ran away from home returned home?"

"Outrageous, just say you don't believe it."

It was the butler who was the best. As soon as he noticed something unusual, he calmly cleared all the medical staff out of the bedroom before Mingrui could speak.

"Come, come, let's discuss how to write a confidentiality agreement."

Sangsang: "Is this something extraordinary? Why do you need to write a confidentiality agreement?"

Will it be a little bit of a molehill?
The butler's voice rose instantly, "Is this not a big deal?"

Do you know how many disabled people there are in Daxia?Eighty-five million.

And other countries.

Once the news was released, he dared to believe that his young master would be trampled by crazy people.

Someone might even cut that magic leg off of him.

With just a glimpse, the housekeeper dared to believe that there is no skill in the world that can compare to this.

Shen Qing tore off the hidden miniature camera on her chest, and threw it at Qin Yi, "Take it out and send it to the group."

This wechat group called Da Xia Bian Dian Ai Ai Family gathers all the highly skilled talents from across the country.

If you want to know whether you are a top talent, it depends on whether you have been invited by the organization to join this group.

Li Lili is not qualified to join this group, but he happened to help his doctoral supervisor with his mobile phone today.

This strange wechat group suddenly vibrated like a seizure.

New text messages are sent very quickly.

He hurriedly sent the mobile phone to the big boss, and when the big boss opened it, he glanced curiously.

After this glance, he was in a trance.

The tiredness of doing the experiment in the middle of the night was frightened away.

He asked cautiously, "Doctoral supervisor, is this true?"

God TM ran away from home thigh.