Living on a deserted island, the cold female president regards me as king

"Fake!"

As soon as the first cut was made, Charles woke up in severe pain. In order to prevent him from struggling, I grabbed his neck with one hand and held him tightly.

"do not move!"

I growled at him.

When he heard my voice, he gritted his teeth, endured the pain, growled and twitched.

Using tweezers, I carefully removed the bullet lodged in his flesh.

Only then did I realize that the warhead was actually hollow.

Presumably there should be some kind of medicine for supernatural beings hidden in it, which greatly reduces the lethality of the bullets, so that these bullets can only penetrate human skin.

Jingle.

The bullet head was thrown on the ground by me, and then I started to deal with the second gunshot wound.

"pain!"

Charles' wailing resounded throughout the trunk,

Seventeen bullets, I took out a full seventeen bullets from his back, and each bullet was hollow, and it was because of the hollowness that when it was taken off, it was bloody and fleshy, and it looked extremely cruel.

"Damn!"

The metal cabinet in Charles' hand had been deformed by his brute force.

Because the conditions were poor, and I was not a professional medical staff, I just simply disinfected his wound, and then hastily sutured and bandaged it. Although the technique was a bit poor, but no matter how bad it was, it could keep his wound. a life.

"call……"

Charles breathed a sigh of relief slowly, as if his whole body had been drained of strength.

"Thank you."

This guy is a man. After the sloppy operation, he sat up straight, took off the shirt that I had cut into rags, and then walked to the rear of the car and dragged the suitcase over.

After opening it, there were some clothes and the like inside.

But this guy rummaged through a woolen blouse and found a cloth bag. When he opened the bag, there were a lot of various documents inside. After searching for a bit, he threw me three small notebooks .

I took it over and saw that it was some necessary passports.

The photo column is empty, but the name and other things are already prepared, and now you only need to paste your own photo to use it.

"Above your head, there is a camera in the second compartment of the cabinet." Charles made a weak origami, and put it on top of my head, "Take it out, we will use it later."

"Where are we going now?"

I followed his instructions, took out the camera from the compartment of the cabinet, and asked.

"Go find a friend of mine."

He shook the notebook in his hand: "With these few things, our long-distance trip may end at any time."

I nodded in understanding.

With the emergence of District [-], there is no doubt that the current situation in another country has become more tense, and strict inspections are taken for granted.

As for me, if I want to go back to Huaxia, I have to go through customs inspection.

Otherwise, even if I use brute force, I will only be forcibly suppressed, sent back to the fourteenth district or forced to undergo research, and worst of all, wiped out on the spot.

For the next day and night, we spent most of our time on the road.

Charles' wife and I worked two shifts, and when we were tired, we would take a rest for a while. Except for one stop to refuel, we raised the speed of the RV to the fastest speed.

Charles is right. In today's United States, without a document means that it is impossible to move an inch.

Including the time we refueled, if it weren't for Charles' wife, I'm afraid we wouldn't have got a single refill of gasoline.

Time came to the next day, in the evening, Charles' wife drove us to a small town.

It seems that this small town is extremely peaceful, of course, except for the church on the edge of the town that looks like it has just been destroyed.

In the church yard, only half of the statue of the Virgin Mary remained, and there was a dark fingerprint.

Is there nothing God can do about it too?

I couldn't help but shook my head with a smile and sighed.

The RV was driven by Charles' wife to the northeast corner of the town. It looked like a food processing factory. After three whistles, a man walked out of the factory area. It was a hot day, but he was wrapped in a thick coat. The windbreaker tightly covered the face.

After Chen Er's wife handed out a stack of US dollars from the car window, the man took out a black plastic bag prepared in advance from his arms.

As soon as the handover took place, we were on our way.

After more than ten kilometers away, the car stopped on the side of the empty road. Charles' wife was the first to get out of the car. He got off the driver's seat and came straight to the rear compartment, handing the black plastic bag to For us, open it and have a look.

ID, passport.

All the documents are available, including Charles's two children and me, a person's documents, and there is no shortage of them.

"Unexpectedly, you still do this." These things made me look at Charles differently. At first, I thought that this guy was really just an ordinary entrepreneur who became a local wealthy businessman by chance.

But now it seems that under the safe and sound surface, there are turbulent waves that I have never seen.

"In our business, there must be some necessary means, don't you?" Charles seemed accustomed to this.

He emptied out all the clothes in the suitcase, and each of us changed into a new set of clothes. After the bridge was finished, I took a pair of sunglasses and put them on my face, and then sat in the main driver's seat.

I have already inquired with Charles just now, because of the appearance of the [-]th district in the southern part of the United States, all ports will be closed.

But now, if I want to return to Huaxia wholeheartedly, I can only go from the east.

And because all routes in the south, including import and export facilities, are closed, the pressure on all transportation on both sides of the southwest has doubled, and it can almost be said that it is difficult to find a ticket.

"I will use my relationship to try my best to get you a ticket."

This is the reassurance that Charles fed me, and I, after going through the difficulties and obstacles along the way, chose to believe it for the time being.

I thought our itinerary would simply end with me getting on the plane back home.

Unexpectedly, there will be far more dangers on the road than I thought.

The infrastructure projects in the United States are not doing very well. This may be due to the small population. The impact of this problem on me is that we have no way to go straight from the highway to the east coast. We can only take a small road, and sometimes we have to You have to go through villages and cities.

Even so, we can add some things we lack in time.

But at the same time, it also brought us a lot of trouble.