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Su Wei propped herself up in the hammock and looked at Zhao Rushuang's toned body.

She was not a thin body, but an abnormally plump body, different from the complexion of her dark face, and her body was snow-white.

Under the moonlight, Su Wei seemed to see the banshee of the sea in Greek mythology appear, enter the sea, and make a splash.

Shen Mengqi opened her eyes and leaned on Su Wei's arms: "Do you have a fever?"

Su Wei paused for a moment: "No." ”

"Your face is so hot and your heart is beating fast. Shen Mengqi leaned on her chest, and Su Wei felt hot in her heart.

That's a lot of thought......

Zhao Rushuang came out of the sea, went to the rocks and rinsed herself with fresh water, then washed her clothes, and after washing, she returned to the hammock naked, climbed up, and retracted into the parachute in vain.

Su Wei felt that her whole body was smooth and cold, like a large ice cube.

"Stinky girl, come and hug me, I'm about to freeze to death. Zhao Rushuang said, pulled Su Wei directly into her arms, and relied on her body temperature to warm up.

Su Wei reached out and touched her smooth back, and Shen Mengqi beside her slept very soundly.

Zhao Rushuang trembled when she was touched by Su Wei's hot little hand, wanting to push her away, but she couldn't bear the warmth on her body.

With a little force, Su Weilou was in her arms, Su Wei struggled, wanting to take the initiative, but Zhao Rushuang said in her ear: "Don't move, speaking of which, you are about the same age as my sister, you should call me a sister." ”

Zhao Rushuang's eyebrows and eyes look resolute and bright, even if she is naked, she has an aura that is the size of a big sister.

She hugged Su Wei and unbuttoned her flight suit jacket: "I need your body temperature, it will be colder at night." ”

Su Wei no longer struggled, took off her coat very happily, and was hugged by Zhao Rushuang's gradually hot body.

Her fingers were a little restless, Zhao Rushuang frowned suddenly, and grabbed her neck: "What are you doing? Where is your hand? Neurotic! You are perverted!"

Su Wei paused for a moment, and suddenly felt a little humiliated.

Fingers left Zhao Rushuang's body, Zhao Rushuang sighed: "I'm sorry, but I don't like it very much...... I don't like women and women like that. ”

The words were already very straightforward, Su Wei snorted, and by the light of the fire, she saw a horizontal scar on her abdomen, a slender pink earthworm-like scar, like a red line on her snow-white skin.

"Have you given birth?" said Su Wei touched the scar.

"It was a long time ago, the child hadn't grown up yet, and someone took it ......away," Zhao Rushuang said coldly and calmly.

Su Wei didn't speak, such a cruel and terrible thing, Zhao Rushuang said it so plainly.

At this time, Zhao Rushuang had already turned around, and on her delicate back, Su Wei saw a black tattoo again.

The tattoo is a pair of dark wings, and between the wings, is a red cross, and the cross is tattooed, but it is wrapped with a poisonous snake.

Su Wei gasped and suppressed the shock in her heart.

This kind of tattoo, she had heard the old man say.

Legend has it that in the western desert, there is a prison built in the middle of the desert, which houses the world's most terrifying prisoners, and each prisoner is tattooed.

The prison is called "God's Forsaken Land," but ironically, the warden is a priest......

Angel wings representing salvation, vipers representing the devil, and a tattoo with a cross. This already shows that Zhao Rushuang must have been in prison.

Su Wei lowered her head and leaned her lips on Zhao Rushuang's back, but she didn't mean anything else, she was just looking for something.

Sure enough, at the tail of the tattoo of the serpent of the cross, a small number appeared.

It was a string of Roman numerals and Old English numbers.

Translated, it's 1997A130......

1997 in prison, Class A prisoner, personnel No. 130.

Su Wei interpreted this string of numbers, and felt more and more shocked.

In 97, how old was Zhao Rushuang?

She now looks in her early thirties, or even younger, twenty years ago, she was in her teens at most.

"Are you looking at my tattoo?" asked Zhao Rushuang with her back to her.

Su Wei didn't speak.

Zhao Rushuang sighed: "It was tattooed when I was young and ignorant, to tell you the truth, I have been a headhunter, a commercial spy, and an accountant and thug of a mysterious organization, I admit that my background is very low." ”

Su Wei covered her mouth from behind: "Sleep." ”

The night was dark, and outside the northern mountains and valleys, there were faint gunshots and explosions, but the tired Su Wei didn't bother to pay attention.

But since Jinyuan Company went to the isolated island with weapons, who is it fighting against......

At this time, the beard crouched in the bushes in front of the canyon, and the sniper rifle in his hand trembled up.

Opposite, behind the helicopter buried by the mudslide, in a deep cavern, white silk threads kept spitting out, enveloping one of Jin Yuan's subordinates.

After a day and two nights of fighting, they still did not recover the helicopter.

When the rainstorm came, the cave suddenly appeared, and with a strange whining sound, the mud on the cave mixed with the rain turned into a terrible mudslide, covering all the helicopters and their equipment.

Everyone only knew to shoot into the cave, but four people were entangled in the white silk that suddenly erupted from the cave and dragged in.

Bearded almost rushed in with his weapons, but the last two of his men escorted him back.

It's so ironic.

With a team of men, ample equipment and supplies, he is ready to torture Su Wei on this isolated island......

But now, it is they who are being tortured.

Caves, White Silk, Spider Monsters!

The beard already knew what was inside, so he was even more afraid.

The hand entangled in spider silk struggled, the spider silk seemed to have a strong corrosive slime, the skin under the hand instantly turned red and tattered, the beard no longer hesitated, hooked the trigger, and the sniper gun shot his head.

His heart was sour in pain, and after spitting out a few mouthfuls of yellow water, he ate a compressed biscuit, drank a little fresh water, and then continued to aim.

"Bastard, bastard, monster of the dog day, come out, Lao Tzu will kill you!"

Seeing his men die one by one, and maybe even become food for monsters, the beard has now lost his mind.

"Brother Beard, Brother Beard!" the last subordinate pulled him: "Look at the back, my God, this, what is this?"

Under the moonlight and starlight, the Grand Canyon behind the whole island runs through, looking at it from above, this canyon looks like a single eye, and like a magic eye, and at this time the river in the canyon is rushing, and the rain in the mountains on both sides converges into a waterfall and falls.

But none of this mattered, and the beard took out a tactical flashlight and shone it on the north side of the canyon, in a ditch behind him.

In the huge ditch, rows of strange metal parts are arranged.

All kinds of metal parts, as well as plastics, wooden boards...... Wait a minute.

"Brother Beard...... You, you see there's still a word on it......" hissed his subordinate.

He held up his flashlight, but saw a string of Japanese characters on the outer shell of the metal piece.

It turned out to be Japanese.

"Brother Beard, can you understand?" his subordinates trembled.

He couldn't read Japanese, but some of it was kanji, and he now saw a few familiar kanji: "Fukushima...... Reactor ......"

There was a whining sound, and a black-red thing crawled out of the cave, too fast.

The beard turned stiffly, and what he saw was a spider the size of an off-road vehicle.

Now he knew how the whining sound came from, it was the sound that came out of the mouthparts of the spider when it spun silk.

The men behind him screamed, turned and jumped towards the cliff, their bodies hitting the stones in mid-air, blood-red, and finally rolled into the river.

The beard pulled out the last grenade from his waist and grinned: "Mutation...... Fuck the grass, I'm so fucking lucky, come on!"

He rushed forward......

Early in the morning, Su Wei jumped out of the hammock, and Zhao Rushuang had already put on sun-dried clothes, roasting the remaining turtle meat refreshed.

Shen Mengqi's complexion was much better, and after drinking a little salt water and supplementing a little protein, she was already able to walk independently.

Su Wei folded the parachute, silently but tacitly with Zhao Rushuang, and began to prepare for the supply of exploring the isolated island.

The first is the preservation of the fire, in addition to arranging four more fires under the rocks and piling them full of firewood to burn slowly, Zhao Rushuang also got a honeycomb-like dried mushroom from the woods.

Cut the mushroom with an iron knife, put two pieces of red-hot charcoal in it, and wrap the leaves on the outside.

Shen Mengqi looked at it in surprise: "This is okay?"

"The honeycomb-like structure allows a little oxygen to be stored in it to keep the fire burning, and the sun-dried mushrooms burn so slowly that we don't have to worry about the fire for three days. Su Wei washed her face and looked at the seawater: "Now my biggest concern is how to store fresh water. ”

She touched her chin, suddenly turned to look at Shen Mengqi, and smiled: "I need your stockings, one is enough......"