In the airport lobby, Wang Yang, wearing a hat and sunglasses, was flipping through a magazine while Pedro was answering the phone next to him.

"Salina, when will you come back?" Pedro's lion-like voice made no secret, and he was not afraid of the crowd. However, he spoke in English, so no one noticed. After a period of training, Wang Yang was able to stand up

Someone who knows a little bit.

"What!" Pedro suddenly raised his voice, his voice was shocked, but then he calmed down, and said in a gloomy voice: "You go directly to Kiska, I will go there with another person today, and we will talk about it when we get there.

"

After saying that, Pedro hung up the phone. He had been discussing with Wang Yang the vast land and resources of China and the mysterious and elegant beauty of traditional oriental women. But now there was no sound and nothing could be seen in his eyes, only peace.

, so quiet that it makes people feel scared. Wang Yang glanced at it twice and stopped talking. It was probably because Salina didn't give him any good news just now, and now that he was angry, Wang Yang didn't want to feel uncomfortable.

He will be boarding the plane soon, and Wang Yang is a little reluctant to leave. This is not the first time he has left this city, but this departure is different from the past. After leaving, he does not know when he will be able to come back.

Knowing what he will be like when he comes back, he doesn't know... what will happen to those women who he can't let go of when he comes back...

After checking the boarding pass, Wang Yang followed Pedro towards the boarding gate. He didn't dare to look back. He didn't know why. Maybe his current status was a bit too embarrassing, or maybe he didn't dare to face him.

Regarding this kind of separation that was not at all expected by him, his thoughts could not calm down for a long time until he sat in the cabin.

Fastening his seat belt, amid a violent vibration, the plane slowly took off, watching the ground getting farther and farther away from him, watching the city he had lived in for more than twenty years gradually turn into small pieces.

The jigsaw puzzle was finally covered by a layer of white smoke. He turned around, closed his eyes gently, and murmured to himself: "I will be back, I will be back soon...you...wait for me, or...

…Wish you happiness…”

Pedro was sitting next to him. Neither of them looked at the other. They each had their eyes closed and were thinking about their own things, as if they were two people who didn't know each other at all.

The destination of the plane was not Kiska. They needed to go to a seaside city first, where Pedro arranged a boat to Kiska. Kiska is a small island belonging to the Aleutian Islands in Alaska, USA, in the Bering Sea.

At the junction with the Pacific Ocean, the island is 35 kilometers long, 10 kilometers wide, and has a total area of ​​7.7 square kilometers. There is no airport and can only be reached by boat.

Wang Yang asked Pedro why he didn't go directly to a city in the south of the United States. Pedro said that the immigration inspection is very strict now. Although their procedures are no problem now, it is better to have less trouble than more trouble. Although it is more troublesome, it is always better.

What was the accident? Wang Yang didn't say anything about it. He didn't understand anything, so he could only listen to Pedro's arrangements.

I heard from Pedro that this season, it is winter in Kiska. The winter in Kiska is very cold, but the people there are even colder. Wang Yang asked Pedro why, and Pedro just said: "You

You’ll know when you get there.”

The first time he went to sea on a boat, Wang Yang was very worried. Although the boat was very big, it was not as stable as the ground. It was shaking and shaking, and he always felt unsteady when walking on the deck. Wang Yang never dared to go to the edge of the deck.

Looking at the endless sea, he felt that it was not as beautiful as he had seen on TV, but rather scary. It was like a big, big mouth, and maybe even people and boats would eat it at some point.

More than ten days later, they arrived at Kiska Island. This is indeed a not very big island. You can see a black shadow protruding from the ground in the distance, but you are still far away from it.

, the so-called Wangshan race was almost like this. It took another three hours before Wang Yang and Pedro got off the boat.

The two of them are now wearing very thick clothes. These were all prepared by Pedro. Wang Yang now has nothing that is his own except his mobile phone and watch. He left his bank card to Xia Meijing.

Pedro had prepared everything for him. Now... from the moment he stepped into the airport lobby, he was no longer Wang Yang, he was Wang Hao, he was Chris...

"Hey Pedro!" As soon as the two people got off the boat and before they walked out of the small pier that was almost half blocked by ice, they heard someone shouting from the end of the pier.

Pedro raised his head without saying a word, then walked over with a frown on his face and said, "Is Salina here?"

"Not yet, but it's coming soon." The white man with a small beard on his chin looked at Wang Yang with a smile, curled his lips and said, "This is the handsome Chinese guy? Hey friend, what's your name?"

"Hello, my name is Wang...er...Wang Hao, and my English name is Chris. Nice to meet you." Wang Yang was a little embarrassed at first, but then Pedro looked at him and he let go.

The mustache stretched out his hand.

"Hi Chris, I'm Terry, nice to meet you." Terry extended his hand to shake Wang Yang's hand, and then said a few words to Pedro before the three of them went to the island.

Just a few steps onto the island, before I saw any decent buildings, I saw three men chasing each other. The two men behind were holding machetes. The man in front was already covered in blood and was running forward desperately.

From time to time he looked back, his eyes full of fear. But it could be seen that he had no physical strength anymore. It was only a matter of time before the two men behind him caught up.

In just a few words, the man had already run not far ahead of them. At this time, he was also caught up by the two people behind him. One of them raised the machete in his hand and struck the man violently.

Cut, the man screamed a few times at first, but then he lost his voice completely. Red blood spattered all over the ground, steaming on the cold ground...

"Ugh..." Wang Yang really couldn't stand it anymore. He was trembling all over. This... this is so bloody, this is so violent...

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." Pedro just frowned and looked at Wang Yang with disdain, but Terry couldn't help but make a disdainful sound towards Wang Yang's performance. Just as he was about to say something, Pedro pulled a special button next to him.

Then the two of them walked to the island with Wang Yang on both sides.

They happened to pass by the bloody corpse. Pedro and Terry didn't even look at it, as if there was nothing in front of them. The two men next to them took out a pile of clothes from the bloody corpse's shirt.

U.S. dollars, then looked at Pedro and Terry warily, turned around and walked away quickly.

"This is Kiska. Here, the jungle prevails. There are only two rules here, violence and money..." Pedro seemed to be talking to himself, and Terry and Terry walked past a pool of blood while holding Wang Yang.

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Wang Yang's eyes were still filled with shock, but after hearing Pedro's words, he seemed to understand that the road he had walked before was not good, and the road ahead might be the only way to make it better.
Chapter completed!