When I got off the plane, it was just noon. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Liang Qiuzhi took off his large-framed sunglasses and squinted at the large piece of land in front of him.

He was dressed in a white tracksuit, with a white baseball cap, and not much luggage, except for a simple handbag in the shape of a long barrel. But it looks very stuffed and a little heavy.

Liang Qiuzhizhi came to Taiwan Island to 'travel' in his personal name this time, saying that this treasure island is indeed much better than the mainland's economic development, and the little girls are chattering, so that Liang Qiuzhizhi, who has never been in love, has a sense of complexity in the Grand View Garden.

"If you are here, you will definitely like it here." Liang Qiuzhi was carrying a heavy travel bag in one hand, and pressing the long brim of the baseball cap with the other hand, thinking so.

At this time, a pair of junior high school students in blue uniforms after school walked past him on the side of the road, one of them was a somewhat open extrovert, and saw Liang Qiuzhi's still delicate and masculine face - the other party was looking up at a public building, and his delicate skin and figure were enviable.

"Hey, the boy over there......" the girl shouted, Liang Qiu Zhizhi didn't react at first, and after half a salary, he looked left and right and pointed his index finger at himself uncertainly, and the student girl who had already walked away for a distance shouted loudly:

"Yes, that's you, you're stylish......"

The captain of Quan Jichi couldn't stand in place with some crying and laughing, there are not many times when he has been praised like this over the years, most of them are exaggerated to make people feel funny, at this time when he hears such straightforward and honest words, he will subconsciously feel a little ashamed - "It seems that my appearance is not unseemly." ”

On the first day, Captain Liang Qiuzhi stayed in a hotel called Gesenhowo, which was only a four-star hotel, but the hotel's service was in place.

The Gesenhowo Hotel is a hotel close to the waterfront, and if you live on the upper floors, you can even see the blue of the waterfront.

Of course, the beach on Taiwan Island is good, it is fluffy and soft when you step on it, and the white and gold thin noodles are generally soft.

Captain Liang Qiuzhi went to play that night, and when he returned to the hotel to take a shower, he rarely posted a circle of friends.

And Xue Yijie, who hung on it all day, liked it in a short period of time, and left a message asking Liang Qiu Zhizhi when he would come back. After Captain Liang Qiu dealt with him hastily, he used the wall to exercise a few simple body movements in the hotel, and then half-lay on the bed and watched TV.

When it was close to ten o'clock, his Samsung mobile phone, which had been used for a long time and had been worn out a little bit of paint, was texted.

Liang Qiuzhi, who was concentrating on a step of Korean sadistic life and death love, took out his mobile phone from the bedside table and opened it, the light blue mobile phone screen was fluorescent, illuminating his delicate and clean face.

"Ah, that's fast." He looked at the contents of his phone and sighed, then closed it.

Liang Qiuzhi subconsciously wrapped himself in a white quilt, and in the quiet room, the picture and sound of the TV echoed like a sparkle on the clean wall.

He didn't turn on the lights, so the light in the room was dim.

In the darkness, the man with the fluorescent TV reflected in his glasses touched his chin.

"But I'm not ready for ......"

……

Nebuja Cardin led his elite through the South China Sea, passing through a smuggling ship prepared in advance, and finally arrived on the island.

In the inland region, Nibujia did not dare to take a direct flight back, and they would have fewer worries if they took Taiwan Island.

They were planning to fly directly back to Southeast Asia from Taiwan.

The smuggling ship was specially modified because of the advance arrangement, and the speed was extremely fast, and it took less than five hours to travel a total of about 150 nautical miles from the inland to Taiwan Island.

In the evening, Tainan.

When the smuggling boat arrived at the port of Taiwan Island in the evening, the sunset was in full bloom.

The old man sitting on the harbor blew the evening breeze and looked at the deep sea level that was dyed red by the sunset—the waves were surging in his sight, the color of the setting sun in the near distance, and the intense black in the distance.

Seagulls fly overhead, and elderly fishermen smoke dry tobacco, enjoying the rare leisure time after a long day's work.

Nebuja Cardin stepped out of his ship into the damp wooden plywood of the harbor, the evening wind that smelled of sea water blowing in front of him and behind him.

The stout man's clothes were blown with the sound of hunting, and he reached back and brushed his somewhat stiff hair, and his eyes looked calmly at the huge island, the world, which was as boring as ever.

Fifteen minutes later, all the elites on the Genma side got off the boat and rode in three jeeps in a northwesterly direction.

In order to avoid long nights and dreams, they planned to fly back to Southeast Asia overnight.

In order to be efficient, some people have already arranged the relevant things in advance, including the purchase of air tickets and the consideration of transportation. When he had just landed on the junction of Taiwan Island, he handed over the bill to the hands of Nebujia and his party.

Jeeps lined up and drove out of the harbor.

The road conditions near the harbor of this island are not bad, which can ensure the throughput and transportation of the daily shocking traffic. Driving on it, especially at night, is a pleasure.

Unfortunately, the road from the harbour to the airport terminal is not a straight line, and to get there as quickly as possible, you need to traverse a relatively remote shortcut.

The bright headlights swept through the darkness ahead, and in the circular field of vision, a hare shrugged its ears and scurried into the grass and trees - just as the car left the main road and drove onto a relatively bumpy and narrow country road.

The man driving the car is a veteran who has been in the army for ten years on the Xuanma side, and his skills are acceptable, and he is good at repairing and cracking machinery and electronics.

He was sitting in the driver's seat, smoking a cigarette, as was Nebuja Kadan.

Fifteen minutes later, at the end of the smoky darkness of sight, a crooked, entirely local, barricade made of sharpened logs blocked the very center of the road, revealing a circular view of the crowd.

A man in a pure white tracksuit sat on the top of a barricade crossed by Mudun, his hands crossed above his head, and in the yellow light, only a dazzling blurred human figure could be seen.

Nibugar's brow furrowed, and he raised a hand to stop the convoy in front of the wooden barricade. The man sitting at the top of the barricade jumped down and got in front of the car.

The man used his index finger to pick open the brim of the baseball cap that pressed down on his forehead, revealing the young, clear face of a man underneath.

He is one of the eleventh captains of Kwon Jichi, and he is smiling warmly under the headlights at this time.

"I'm sorry, everyone......

This road is not working. ”

……

……

When Liang Qiuzhi blocked Nebujia Cardin and his party on Taiwan Island, Griffith and Joseph Rhine, a woman known as the Golden Lion, boarded a flight from Shangdao to Taiwan Island.

It was the summer solstice of the year, and the temperature on Taiwan Island occasionally reached more than 30 degrees, and Griffith wore a T-shirt and slowly walked out of the exit of the airport.

Joseph Rhein dressed simply, but not modestly. This Western European woman with the ability to have a 'dark side' most of the time gives people the impression of being sexy, arrogant, and indifferent to the living.

"Why hasn't it arrived yet, shouldn't it......" The big demon took out his mobile phone, lowered his head and opened the electronic map: "Well, wait for me for a minute, let me Baidu ......"

Now Griffith has changed his hairstyle, which is about three or seven points. He was still wearing a 'mattress skin' at this time, in order to prevent the people on the side of Genma from recognizing his true face.

As for the change of face, Griffith claimed to be an ancestral disguise technique, and Rhine felt that he was lying, but such a complete change in appearance was like a big demon in the realm of freewheeling, which made her secretly guess that it was a rare ability.

"Yes, I found it, let me see......

Turn left, turn left, turn right again...... OK, got it. ”

Griffith snapped his phone shut, the map on his phone had a location function. Before the two of them came, they booked a business hotel on Taiwan Island in the waiting hall on the island, two standard rooms, only 366 shellfish.

Griffith was carrying a backpack, and Joseph was walking beside him with black-rimmed glasses, a small pink drawcase in his hand. They were looking for a hotel called Seven Stars that they had already purchased online.

The two walked through the bustling crowd and turned left.

Griffith beckoned to stop a car, his head digging into the edge of the window, dancing and depicting something. The driver nodded skillfully, and the demon turned around and beckoned to the tall and beautiful woman......

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the two officially settled in the hotel.

The Great Demon and Joseph Rhein put down their luggage and talked on the phone with Liang Qiuzhi of Quan Jichi, and told each other about the situation of both parties, their addresses and the location of the joint, and made an appointment to meet tomorrow morning.

Listening to what was said on the phone, Liang Qiuzhi's side had initially grasped the initiative, and everything was in the plan.

It's not that the Xuanjian side can't beat him, it's just one of the eleven captains of Quan Jichi, and his strength may not be the top, but if he fights guerrilla with an iron heart, no one can stand it.

Of course, as the party of destruction, Liang Qiu's intellect has the advantage. As long as he is there, it will be difficult for the people on the Genma side to board the plane with confidence. After all, for the captain of Quan Jichi, he has countless ways to delay the flight, make a forced landing, or even fly back to the mainland.

Deacon Nebujia Cardin on the Xuanjian side is not a person who is easy to fool, and when he has no choice but to do it, Liang Qiuzhi is ready to work hard, well, at least he can't weaken Quan Jichi's reputation.

However, the actual situation is much more peaceful and quiet than expected. To tell the truth, it was really a bit unexpected for Liang Qiu to be able to stop Xuanjian and his party so 'easily' and put them in a dilemma.

In other words, he is ready to fight......

……

The business district of Taiwan Island is good, bustling streets, and shuttling through the urban crowd dotted with bright lights and neon flashiness, smiling women and children, successful urban white-collar workers wearing white shirts walking on the dark zebra crossing.

The couple sitting on the merry-go-round wrote the memories of the years in that laughter.

It's rare to have a quiet night, and Griffith lingers in this glitz, a little reluctant to leave. He saw that those people were like worms parasitic in this era, like ships floating on the sea, rootless and unfounded, but drunk and dreaming of death.

In the final analysis, decades of life are too short after all.