The rain was not heavy tonight, but it was thin and dense, and the clouds in the sky obscured all the starlight.

Gu Xiangyang woke up after receiving the warning from the gods.

In the scope of the Remington sniper rifle, several figures clearly appeared, and through the reflection of the flashlights they carried, Gu Xiangyang could clearly see the appearance of these people.

Gu Xiangyang couldn't help but show a weird smile.

The people who came can be said to be old acquaintances, the bar conflict on the small island in the Seychelles, and then the contempt on the spot before departure, as well as the sound of the yellow pig, all of which made Gu Xiangyang deepen his memory of him again and again.

It's good, I sent it to the door myself, and I don't have to look for it myself.

Gu Xiangyang found that these people seemed to be more interested in food, and every time they found something to eat, they would put it in their mouths like life.

Moreover, they have no discipline or combat deployment, just looking for everything they can eat.

Gu Xiangyang put away his gun and took out the crossbow arrows and the Heavenly Ice Pill.

It seems too cheap to shoot these people at gunpoint. Let them taste the feeling of death more, and that is what they deserve.

If nothing else, just that yellow pig!

The Chinese heritage has been inherited for thousands of years, and it can rise again regardless of division or foreign invasion.

Although more than 100 years ago, they were wantonly bullied, plundered, and oppressed.

However, the Chinese people have risen again under the correct leadership, and they are no longer the meal of the world powers, nor can anyone insult them with the word yellow pig.

When there is no light to kill people on a rainy night, one step at a time to kill the soul.

This is a commentary that Gu Xiangyang listened to on the radio when he was a child.

This passage is used to describe Gu Xiangyang's current situation, which is very appropriate.

A wail rang out as the bolts were fired.

Every arrow is aimed at their arteries and blood vessels.

People are most painful when they bleed profusely.

Blood gushes out of the wound, spills onto the ground, is mixed with rain and flows to low-lying areas, or seeps into the ground, and life passes with it.

The painful sensation caused by the shaft of the arrow that penetrates deep into the body will keep the person awake until death comes.

"Ping Pong" gunshots rang out, and the survivors shot aimlessly in all directions.

A magazine is emptied, and a new one is immediately replaced. Until there are no more bullets to replenish.

"Demons! You're a demon! Go back to your hell! Don't come here! ”

The survivors of this massacre are perhaps the most unfortunate. The screams of his companions gradually stopped, and the noose of death remained around his neck, slowly tightening. This is mental torture, far more painful than physical.

"Hehe, do you remember me?" The crappy foreign language came out of Gu Xiangyang's mouth.

The man turned, the flashlight in his hand shining at the source of the sound, and a familiar face appeared in front of the man's eyes.

"Yes, is that you?" The man subconsciously pulled the trigger in his hand, but there were no more bullets to pour.

"What's wrong? Why don't you call me a yellow pig anymore? Gu Xiangyang asked playfully.

"No, no, I'm sorry, I was wrong, please let me go, I'm a pig, I'm a pig, I'm an authentic white-skinned pig." The man said.

"Since you said so, then I'll give you a chance." Gu Xiangyang threw this person a tactical dagger, the Steel Eagle C-26 Throwing Knife, which was the mercenary's favorite weapon in close combat.

"No, no, I don't want to fight you, I surrender, I just want to live." The man knelt on his knees, begging for mercy, and crawled towards Gu Xiangyang.

It's just that when this person was less than a meter away from Gu Xiangyang, he suddenly burst out, took out two daggers from both sides of his trouser legs with both hands, and directly attacked with a cross-stabbing move.

Gu Xiangyang stepped diagonally, and the Heavenly Ice Pill was swept sideways with a backhand.

Gu Xiangyang turned around, retracted his knife, and the sharp Heavenly Ice Pill cut directly through this person's hands. He rolled to the ground with his head.

"Trash!" After Gu Xiangyang scolded, he collected the souls of these people and turned to leave.

There were already nearly forty corpses all over here, and Gu Xiangyang couldn't stay here anymore.

Climbing up the mountain, Gu Xiangyang found the natural stone trough he found when he killed the sniper earlier.

It might be a good hideaway.

In the future, no one will dare to come here to make any ideas, and a corpse is the best warning.

Finally, the seven-day deadline arrived, and the entire mercenary competition ended.

At dawn on the eighth day, more than a dozen helicopters landed on the island, and groups of armed men disembarked from the helicopters, carrying loudspeakers that kept broadcasting the message of the end of the game and the evacuation.

These means are necessary, and no one can predict whether any madman will go insane after seven days of killing.

The helicopter took Gu Xiangyang and the others to a luxurious cruise ship.

Gu Xiangyang counted it, and there were more than 300 people on the island, but there were less than 50 survivors.

Most of them looked haggard, and only a few people such as Gu Xiangyang were still full of energy.

These people all nodded to Gu Xiangyang after seeing him to show their friendship. All of them have witnessed the scene of Gu Xiangyang exerting his power in the beach reef area.

After seven days of fatigue, everyone wanted to take a good rest, including Gu Xiangyang.

After breakfast, Gu Xiangyang felt sleepy, and returned to the room to fall asleep.

In a daze, Gu Xiangyang began to dream, the dream was still fragrant, and the woman who lingered in his dream was very beautiful and somewhat familiar.

It's just that Gu Xiangyang can't work hard at all, and it is the woman who is in charge of everything the whole time.

"Hmm~" I don't know how long I slept, Gu Xiangyang woke up with his eyes open.

A peculiar scent wafted into the tip of his nose.

Something seemed to be pressing down on his left arm, and his arm was numb.

Gu Xiangyang turned his head to look over, and couldn't help but be surprised that a long-haired woman was sleeping soundly beside him on his arm.

seemed to feel that Gu Xiangyang woke up, and the woman woke up and smiled at Gu Xiangyang.

"How are you? Why are you in my bed? We, we ......" Gu Xiangyang asked again and again, but in the end, he couldn't say any more.

"Hani, what's wrong? Didn't you have a lot of fun last night? Don't you remember? The woman asked with a wink of beautiful eyes.

"I, I'm ....." Gu Xiangyang was speechless at this time, and his memories of last night were gathering and combining in his mind.

"You won't be the kind of scumbag that Huaxia said, who doesn't recognize people when you put on your pants, right? What do you mean by that? Oh! Big pig's trotters! Ha ha. The woman laughed.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what happened last night, or would you make an offer?" Gu Xiangyang said with a weak heart.

There seems to be a saying that what can be settled with money is not a matter.

"Giggles, do you really dare to say, Mr. Gu Xiangyang, or the owner of Gu Xiangyang." The woman said with a smile.

Gu Xiangyang was stunned for a moment, turned over and pressed against the woman, and directly pinched the woman's neck with his right hand.

"Who the hell are you? How do you know this? Gu Xiangyang asked, and at the same time, his fingers were forced, and a cold ghost power penetrated into her body through the woman's neck.

The woman was in pain, she didn't expect things to turn out like this.

As if realizing his recklessness, Gu Xiangyang hurriedly withdrew the power of the ghost path, but his hand was still on her neck.

"Y-Do you still want it?" The woman is still charming, and she doesn't seem to be afraid of the fierce Gu Xiangyang.

Well, Gu Xiangyang admits that he has weaknesses in this regard, and he really can't be ruthless to women who have been close to him.

"Call me Xiaolan, I will be your person from now on, will you take me back to your island, or will you live with me in Seychelles?" The woman said.

This woman is none other than Xiaolan, the president of the International Mercenary Association, and the waitress who was in the Seychelles hotel that day.

Gu Xiangyang didn't answer this question immediately, he hadn't thought about it yet.

At least for now, it seems that she and Gu Xiangyang are just a one-night stand, as long as they find a condition that everyone can accept.

"What are the other conditions besides this? Maybe I can accept it on your other terms. Gu Xiangyang said helplessly.

"Think about it, I still have something to do, see you in Seychelles." Xiaolan pushed away Gu Xiangyang on her body, got out of bed and dressed and went out.

Xiaolan was gone, but the afterglow in the room was still there, and Gu Xiangyang couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"It smells so good." Gu Xiangyang said in his heart.

It's just that he really doesn't understand why he cheated in a daze. It's indeed cheating, at least that's what Gu Xiangyang thinks, whether it's voluntary or not......

"it, God! Check myself, am I drugged in any way? Gu Xiangyang reacted and immediately asked Shenmu to check his physical condition.

Last time in the Seychelles Hotel, this woman also tempted herself like this, the scene at that time was fragrant and boundless, didn't she hold back and didn't make a mistake? How can you be confused this time?

"There are remnants of tranquilizers in the host." The results of God's analysis came.

"Numb! I knew I wasn't that kind of person! Gu Xiangyang grabbed the sheet and folded it a few times, wrapped it around his waist, opened the door and rushed out.

Under the judgment of God's purpose, Gu Xiangyang found Xiaolan who was at the stern of the boat.

Gu Xiangyang quickly ran to the stern of the boat, but Xiaolan had already taken off in a helicopter.

At this time, Gu Xiangyang really wanted to make an RPG and kill the helicopter directly, so that he could get rid of it?

But....... Ay! Forget it, this woman must give herself an explanation, wait for Lao Tzu to see you again, hum.

Gu Xiangyang saw that by the porthole of the helicopter, Xiaolan was waving his hand to him, and couldn't help but raise his middle finger at the helicopter angrily.

And Xiaolan gave him a flying kiss.

The helicopter rises higher and higher, steers, and moves directly away.

Gu Xiangyang watched the helicopter move away and returned to his room from the back deck, after all, barefoot, shirtless, and only surrounded by a sheet, it was still a little uncivilized.

Not long after changing his clothes, Gu Xiangyang was disturbed by a knock on the door.

"Who?" Gu Xiangyang was a little puzzled, Xiaolan was gone, who else would come to disturb him so uninterestingly?

"Hello Mr. Pojun, I'm Okamoto, and I want to meet you." The person outside the door spoke with a standard Chinese accent.