Lu Hai could almost conclude that Xiaomei would not be in the house. From the moment he set foot on the island, he realized it was a trap.

Maybe Mei is really somewhere on the island, but how easy is it to find her?

Cha Ren didn't intend for him to see it at all.

Lu Hai dialed Zha Ren's mobile phone.

"Where the hell is Xiaomei?"

On the other end of the phone came Zha Ren's maniacal laughter.

"Don't laugh, I'll kill you when I go back to the East Congress."

"Hahahaha, forget it, you don't have a chance to come back! Thank me, you bastard! It is your honor to sink into the sea forever with Angel Island. There will be no time in the future! ”

Cha Ren hung up the phone after speaking.

Lu Hai gritted his teeth and walked onto the roof of the wooden house. There is still a peaceful atmosphere on the island, with adults and children playing everywhere.

But those strange sculptures always reveal strange incongruities.

Although each sculpture has a different form, it turns out to be a sheep's head and a human body, and each has a baby in his arms or in his hands.

It's like... A form of sacrifice in a particular religion?

Looking around the land and sea, this is halfway up the mountain, and you can see a large sea view.

At this moment, several warplanes flew from the land of Tai O and flew at low altitude to this small artificial island called Angel. They flew along the long bridge over the sea and suddenly dropped several bombs!

The bridge was blown up in one piece. With a roar, a cloud of sky-high flames rose on the surface of the sea.

Outrageous!

Lu Hai jumped downstairs, grabbed the translator who was still covering his face and moaning in pain, and threw him into the car.

"Uncle let me go... I'm working..."

Lu Hai ignored him, turned the car and ran back. When he returned to the gate to enter the island, he found that the soldiers before him were gone.

The gate was wide open, and outside was the only bridge that could be exited.

It has been blown up and sunk several times.

Those combat power whizzed overhead, and a few seconds later, a huge explosion sounded on the island.

The flames were everywhere.

Cha Ren said that the island was going to sink, so that was what he meant?

It seems that this is definitely not very related to the grudge of the dead on land and sea.

Lu Hai just happened to be designed here. Cha Ren wanted to borrow a knife to kill someone.

It's just that the knife is a bit too big.

Are the people of the island going to be killed alive like this?

Lu Hai drove all the way to look for it, and now he has no bottom in his heart, Xiaomei is not on the island.

Those fighters dropped a round of bombs and were about to turn around for a second round. In front of a wooden house on fire, Lu Hai saw the old man he met not long ago, but the child was gone.

The old man was kneeling on the ground, chanting words to the raging fire.

Lu Hai got out of the car and wanted to pull him along. But I saw a strange smile on his wrinkled face.

"What is he talking about?" Lu Hai asked the interpreter in the car.

The interpreter listened bitterly for a while, and then said, "He is praying to God, and he says that the sacrifice has been given to God, and that he is a pure angel." ”

Sacrifice?

Lu Hai's heart was shocked! Look at the wooden house where the old man is kneeling.

"What sacrifice did he say?"

"It's... Yes..."

"Say!"

"It's a child."

When Lu Hai heard this, he was immediately furious! An evil aura instantly formed in the body!

"What the hell is this island for?"

"Angel Island..."The interpreter was a little slurred because his face was injured, and Lu Hai dragged him out of the car and asked him to continue.

"They... They love small children and this island is a platform for them to be served. ”

"Who are they?"

"Rich and powerful people in various countries, so... The president of a certain country has been here. ”

"So why did they blow it up?"

"I really don't know, I'm just working as a translator in the police force. It probably has something to do with a reporter coming to investigate, but the biggest reason may be because of the plague on the island. ”

The old man was still smiling and praying, the child who was with him was probably innocently buried in the fire, Lu Hai's anger burned more and more, and the evil qi condensed in his fist, emitting a black mist!

The interpreter curled up under the car in fright.

Lu Hai suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared! The fist surrounded by black smoke shattered the white-haired old man's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

However, until the moment of death, the old man was always smiling.