Ye Ze was forced by them to get into a black off-road vehicle with Mr. Ma, but Song Xuran still didn't wake up, and was pressed into a car behind by two people.

When Ye Ze was about five or six years old, he had the illusion that he was a prince or a knight. But in a similar story, the prince and the knight need a princess who can be saved by themselves. Ye Ze quietly gave his chocolate to Liu Meimei in the next building, and Meimei ate the chocolate, but still did not agree to play his princess.

So at that time, it was Song Xuran who played with him and always played the role of a princess.

Xiao Ye felt that what snow-white skin, ruddy lips, and big black eyes ...... Song Xuran is satisfied with these descriptions of the princess in the story, except that he doesn't wear a skirt like Liu Meimei, there is nothing bad, much better than Liu Meimei.

Every time Xiao Ye waved a circle of small wooden swords in the house, ran to the side of the bed, and lay on the bed with his eyes closed, Xiao Song Xuran kissed "let's go" on the door, and Song Xuran woke up cooperatively.

Until their activities were stopped by Ye's mother: "Boys are not allowed to come and go." ”

Xiao Ye looked at his mother innocently: "Then can I kiss the girl and me?" ”

Mother Ye was speechless: "You still kiss Song Xuran." ”

But as they get older, this kind of game is naturally forgotten by them.

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Ye Ze got into the car and sat down, looked over from the ink-colored window and saw that Song Xuran was also helped into the car, and looked coldly at the surnamed Ma: "What did you do to him?" ”

Mr. Ma smiled: "Look at what you said, it's like acting in a third-rate TV series kidnapping." We simply injected Mr. Song with some medicine to help him sleep, hoping that he and you can work together, and he will wake up when he arrives at the place according to the dose. "After all, when they get to the place, they probably don't have the extra manpower to drag an unconscious person away.

Ye Ze lowered his eyes: "I hope so." ”

If something happens to Lao Song...... Ye Ze clenched his fists, didn't continue to think about it, and turned his head to look out the window.

The other party doesn't seem to be afraid of him remembering the road at all, and let him look at it casually. The car drove to an open field in the suburbs and stopped, where a small plane was parked -- a white fuselage with the logo of a well-known state-owned airline in China painted on it. Ye Ze understood that if you started with this airline, you would hardly find anything at all. The more undisguised the other party is, the fewer clues he is actually left with, and so far, it is difficult for him to judge what these people are and why they have found him.

There are only four seats in each row of the plane, and the fuselage is cramped, and the bumps and shaking are noticeable. Song Xuran was still accused by several people and sat in a coma in the back, while Ye Ze and Mr. Nama sat in the front row. He guessed that those men in suits, including Mr. Ma beside him, would not be ordinary people, so he hesitated to give up the idea of artificially creating a plane crash and taking advantage of the chaos to snatch Lao Song and fly away.

The plane flew for five or six hours, and when it landed, Ye saw patches of clear blue water. When you step out of the cabin, all you can see is land and lush tropical trees. He guessed that they had already left the country, and that they should be on an island in the Pacific Ocean.

One part of the island was clearly developed by them, with makeshift houses, rows of vehicles, and devices for transmitting and receiving signals, and most of the people stationed here were ordinary young adults, and there were many laborers who looked and dressed as they had obviously paid to hire from other islands.

Mr. Ma still looked kind with a smile: "Classmate Ye hasn't slept for a long time, right?" Let's go and rest for a while, and we'll move in the evening. He placed Ye Ze in a relatively clean hut, while Song Xuran was still in custody and arranged to be placed in the room next to Ye Ze.

The furnishings were simple and backward, with only a bed, a washbasin stand for washing your face and hands, and a wooden cabinet with a small round mirror hanging from the washbasin. Ye Ze looked in the mirror, and could see that his face was as white as a ghost, his expression was strict, and his eyes were a little ruthless, which was very different from his usual appearance - Song Xuran was restrained, Sanbai fell into a deep sleep, and threw him a hot potato turtle to take care of himself, Gu Mingfeng and their whereabouts were unknown, almost forcing him to a dead end. Now only the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and they will see the move to take a step at a time.

He simply didn't think about anything else, and went straight to bed to rest. Those people didn't go to great lengths to bring him here to harm him, and in any case, it was crucial to save up enough energy.

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Ye Ze was woken up by the surname Ma when the sky was still dark, the so-called moon is bright and the stars are scarce, the moon is exceptionally bright on this day, but there are not a few stars.

The horse-surnamed took him for more than an hour, the rest of the way through the undeveloped jungle, until he finally took him to the sea. There was a submarine-like ship docked on the shore, but the tail of the ship burned with a strange dark blue flame, which was obviously not something that ordinary humans could make.

Ye Ze was the first to walk into the cabin under Mr. Ma's signal, there was not much space inside, there were already many people seated, Song Xuran was also among them, the white shirt was already standing dusty, and there were a few more scratches on the black slacks, he closed his eyes and leaned on the hull, not yet sober.

Ye Ze looked at it with a sour heart, and said in his heart that according to Lao Song's dead and clean temperament, he cleaned himself up every day like a young master of a family in the old era, if he wasn't affected by himself, how could he fall into this situation.

He turned his head to look at the man surnamed Ma, "According to what we said before, now we can wake up my friend." ”

Mr. Ma nodded indispensably, and with a wink, a person in charge of guarding Song Xuran injected a half-tube of medicine into his arm.

Ye Ze saw that Song Xuran was □□ low and there were signs of sobriety, so he was about to rush over to see him, but was stopped by Mr. Ma with one hand: "It's better for classmate Ye to follow me, we will have someone to take care of your friend for you." ”

I don't know where they are going, there will be no shortage of dangers, and they will run for their lives at critical times, if these people don't push Lao Song out as cannon fodder, how can they take care of him!

Ye Ze thought clearly, and was rarely very tough on Song Xuran's matter: "No, if you want me to do things for you, let Song Xuran follow me!" ”

He raised his head and looked directly at Mr. Ma: "Otherwise, I will fight here to break the net, although it is difficult for me and my friends to survive, but we have come to this point and have fallen short, I'm afraid you will be difficult to explain, right?" ”

Obviously, this Mr. Ma is just a person who does things for others, and there must be other main messengers behind him.

Mr. Ma raised his eyes and looked at Ye Ze for the first time, smiled, and did not stalemate with Ye Ze on this issue anymore, and compromised very happily.

Thinking about it, they just regarded Song Xuran as a prop to contain Ye Ze, and they didn't take it seriously, and Ye Ze was just a tool. When they got here, Mr. Ma was probably sure that there was no turning back for the two of them, so they had to follow them.

Sure enough, during the conversation, the "submarine" had begun to descend slowly, and then gradually moved to the bottom of the island where they were before!

The top of the submarine became a transparent glass-like material, and the surrounding body began to glow brightly. Under the light, the deep water around it becomes clear.

Ye Ze looked up with everyone, and saw a black totem-like pattern vaguely appearing on the rocky surface of the island, as if growing in stones, after a long period of erosion and erosion by the sea, it was still clear and changeable.

The totem looks like a blackbird with a long tail and a burning flame around it, the lines are simple and clumsy, but it gives people an ominous feeling.

Mr. Ma's eyes flashed with a rare gleam of joy: "This is it!" ”