Earth, Bermuda Triangle.

The eastern Atlantic triangle is a three-point triangle consisting of Bermuda, Miami in the United States, and San Juan, Puerto Rico, with a length of about 2,000 kilometers on each side.

Since the beginning of the Age of Discovery, this sea area has often been plagued by supernormal phenomena that cannot be explained by human beings using existing scientific and technological means or according to normal thinking logic and reasoning.

The level of human science and technology during the Age of Discovery, from a modern point of view, is very low-end, and it is not surprising that some anomalies cannot be explained. But until today, in 2014, no one has been able to explain the anomalous phenomena that have occurred in the Bermuda Triangle.

Of course, the premise is that it is explained clearly by scientific reason, not by speculative explanations, or by some occult explanation.

There has never been a shortage of adventurers in the human world, and many explorers have always regarded the mysterious and unusual Bermuda Triangle as a resort, and five years ago, Wen Ming first met one of his most important subordinates, Donnas, in the Bermuda Triangle.

At that time, Downers was still Microsoft's highest-ranking technical engineer, and because he met Wen Ming, he formed a Bermuda Triangle regional expedition team and chose to return home.

Later, because Wen Ming changed the world more and more, Donus became the technical chief consultant of Wen Ming's umbrella company and Apple, so naturally he had no time to go on any more adventures.

But one less Donnas, and thousands of more Donnas.

Mark Kennett stood by the guardrail on the deck of a yacht, looking at the endless sea around him, completely unable to understand what the group of rich young people who were partying behind him, or simply called the rich second generation, were thinking.

yachts and young models, as well as third- and fourth-tier female stars in Hollywood, equipped with ordinary white-collar workers who can't afford a bottle of wine with a monthly salary, how desirable is this life.

However, if all this is in the mysterious 100-meter triangle waters, will it still be enviable?

"Perhaps, they don't think it's exciting enough to have nothing to do, and it's even more exciting to play in a dangerous environment."

Mark is a Chinese man, and his experience is very similar to that of the superhero Wen Ming, who is already known to everyone on the earth, arrived in the United States as a teenager, and then settled.

It is also not correct to say that he is settled, because he is a bounty hunter by profession and has never spent a month in a city since he became an adult. In the United States, a bounty hunter is indeed a profession, capable of capturing criminals wanted by the authorities in exchange for bounties, and can also accept private bounty assignments, as for whether the latter is guilty of breaking the law?

If you don't get caught, you're not breaking the law.

This time, Mark wanted to relax, so he chose a guard mission. Because he was well-known in the bounty hunter circles in the United States, and had even spread to other countries, he received a very 'laid-back' but very high hire pay, which was the envy of many of his peers.

Escort several wealthy second generations in the United States, as well as a group of their 'friends of the opposite sex' to explore the Bermuda area.

But after the yacht had departed from Miami and traveled hundreds of kilometers, he regretted it.

It's not because he has any deep-sea phobia, but because he really can't stand the 'exploration plan' of this group of rich second generations.

For a large yacht, in addition to the crew, the remaining few rich second generations have a bikini party on the deck of the second deck every day, because the deck of the second deck is equipped with a swimming pool. In the past two days, perhaps because it is far away from the human world, the party on the second deck is not even a bikini.

What made Mark even more incomprehensible was that many of those male crew members were also involved, and several rich second generations even expressed their welcome.

"Can you sail properly?"

Mark is not actually worried that something will happen to this yacht, although the autopilot technology is not yet mature, but what can be the problem in this kind of sea where there are no obstacles within a radius of 100 miles?

He wasn't unhappy that he didn't participate in the party, in fact, in addition to Mark, the bounty hunter, there were also several rich second-generation bodyguards on the yacht, and those people were able to participate, not to mention him?

He did receive an invitation, and there were indeed people who threw him a farewell hug, and those girls who didn't like to wear clothes were naturally very interested in his identity as a bounty hunter and the legendary missions told about him by the rich second generation.

Perhaps, the reason why those rich second generations hired him at a high price was because his identity could increase the conversation, rather than because he needed his protection.

It's just that Mark, as a Chinese, really can't understand this kind of messy 'social' activities, and he can't accept the girl who has just come out of someone else's room and wants to come to his own room.

"Kill me in the future, and I won't accept such a mission again." Standing on the top deck with a helicopter parked behind him, Mark looked at the 'chaos' scene by the pool on the lower deck, felt his eyes tingle, and added in his heart: "Unless, the commission is doubled, no, at least tripled." ”

I took a deep breath of fishy air, well, it was fishy because of the seawater......

Mark brought headphones, iPhone4 produced by Apple, although the sound quality is not good, but after all, it is a product launched by his hometown company, and it still needs to be supported. In fact, Mark didn't know that the fourth-generation iPhone in his hands was called the iPhone 8 in another world.

"Nan Wu, drink Raktana, Dora Night. Nan Wu, Aya, Brahru, Shuo Bo Ya. Bodhisattva Bhagavaya. Mahasattva. Maha ......"

After being able to make the people on the deck below hear, the sound of music that instantly lost all interest sounded in Mark's ears, which was his favorite thing to listen to...... Music?

His version of "The Great Compassion Mantra" is not searchable on the Internet, but when he returned to China a few years ago to do a mission, he personally found a version recited by a senior monk. The reason why he has this hobby has something to do with the fact that he has killed a lot of people on several missions.

The ghosts and gods say that Mark doesn't believe it, but the strange thing is that he can always feel 'resentment' after killing someone, which is a bit vague, but it will affect his life. Once, after hearing the Great Compassion Mantra, he noticed that the vague resentment suddenly disappeared, and he had this habit ever since.

Speaking of which, Mark has always felt that if his life is a one, then he must be the protagonist, because he has a special ability.

Anticipate danger.

It's a very vague ability to predict, just like ordinary people worry about failure before doing something. The difference is that as long as he has this kind of worry, the consequences are often the same as what he fears.

If Mark knew Mrs. M of the British MI6, he would no longer think of herself as the protagonist, because Mrs. M seems to have this ability, and how can the protagonist's ability be the same as others?

The mantra of great compassion chanted by the high monk looped in Mark's ears, and his uneasiness caused by the sight of those unacceptable images, or the disappointment of not wanting to participate in them, slowly disappeared.

It was at this time that Mark suddenly felt a very strong sense of crisis, an unprecedented sense of crisis.

This is a feeling that has never appeared before, because he doesn't want to do anything now, he doesn't want to buy a lottery ticket, and naturally he doesn't need to worry about missing the lottery.

Cold sweat instantly appeared on Mark's forehead, he ripped off his headphones and rushed directly to the wheelhouse of the yacht, and in the process, no one paid attention to his inexplicability, because those people were having a good time.

The wheelhouse was empty, Mark looked at the radar system, and found no obstacles, no sharks around, or a whale signal that could knock over the yacht, heading for the heart of the Bermuda Triangle.

"And no tornadoes?"

The picture of everything being normal made Mark even more panicked.

"Is there an unknown danger ahead? Will we encounter a mysterious event in Bermuda? ”

With this in mind, Mark ignored the operation and began to control the yacht to return to the sea.

And after this action, his sense of crisis suddenly dropped a lot.

However, even if the crew had a good time, they could sense that the yacht was sailing abnormally, and the captain soon came to the wheelhouse and argued with Mark. The rich second generation heard the news and ran over, and to Mark's surprise, those rich second generations actually supported his decision.

In fact, those rich second generations have long wanted to go back, but they boasted about Haikou in the circle of friends, and it is not good to return like this. Now, with Mark, a well-known bounty hunter, they are naturally willingly returning.

As the yacht got closer and closer to the shores of Miami, from more than three hundred kilometers to more than two hundred kilometers, Mark's sense of crisis became smaller and smaller.

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief and listened to the Great Compassion curse again, the sense of crisis suddenly increased.

At the same time, in the distance, in the centre of the Bermuda Triangle, thick clouds were accumulating.

"Storm?"

The crowd who saw this scene was suddenly amazed by Mark, and they all praised and asked, they wanted to know how Mark knew the weather conditions that the weather forecast did not predict.

But Mark was in no mood to answer, for his heart was beating like a drum.

"Full speed back, full speed!"

Mark's call was not answered, and the captain looked at Mark with disdain and said, "At our distance, the storm will not affect us at all." ”

The rich second generation also became interested, and said: "This distance to observe the storm at sea, it must be very exciting, go and get the camera, I want to go to the deck to shoot a video and send it to my Facebook." ”

The captain made a point, and Mark understood, but he believed in his sense of crisis more.

"I don't want to die here with you."

With a decision, Mark directly snatched control and drove the yacht back at full speed, while the crew and the bodyguards of the rich second generation were naturally unhappy, and the 1-on-10 battle ended with Mark's complete victory.

But Mark, who was so capable of fighting, suddenly coaxed, because he only had one gun, and the other party had 6 guns.

"Can you do without a gun?"

Listening to the Great Compassion Curse that was still circulating in the single in his ears, Mark, who was still very easy to hit ten people, shrugged his shoulders, and at this moment, he suddenly felt that this Great Compassion Curse seemed to have a doom effect?

The bodyguards of the rich second generation were very angry, and two of them put away their guns and rushed up to put down Mark.

Mark, who didn't plan to fight back, knew very well that these people really dared to shoot, and no one would avenge themselves by killing them and throwing them into the sea, so he was ready to be beaten.

It was at this time that a loud noise reached their ears, sounding like the roar of a wild beast.

One person or two may hear it wrong, but not all of them.

Mark was not beaten for the time being, but there was only one roar, and the bodyguard, who didn't hear any sound after a few minutes, was ready to continue the previous plan and beat Mark first.

It was at this time that a violent whistling sound drifted over their heads, one after another.

Looking at the porthole of the wheelhouse, dozens of white lines appeared in the sky, which were the traces left by the flight of fighter jets.

Mark is no stranger to fighter jets, and neither are those rich second generations, and the bodyguards of the rich second generation are also retired US soldiers.

So, everyone was confused.

Mark said in a loud voice: "I said, we are now returning at full speed, do you have any opinions?" ”

No one answered, but the rich second generation was eager to try, and dozens of fighters appeared in this kind of sea area, flying over in such a concentrated manner, which aroused their curiosity.

It was at this time that a loud roar clearer than the previous one came, followed by countless violent roars.

One of the bodyguards of the rich second generation finally woke up and said: "Return, return, those fighter jets are bombing in front." ”

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PS: Yes, Mark Kennett starred in friendship.