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

"Bite by an unknown creature?"

As soon as the man heard what I said, he couldn't help laughing, "Are you lying to an idiot?"

Are you smart?

I raised my eyebrows and asked back, "Then, before this, have you ever seen a scorpion as big as a car?"

"No……"

The man was stopped by my question, he opened his mouth for a long time, but finally just shook his head.

I am not an unreasonable person, although I know that he is so suspicious for the sake of the silly and sweet Martha.

But his words and deeds are in the way for me.

Although, killing him may be a bit of a psychological burden on me, but if it is necessary, I don't mind doing it

"It must be a terrible mission for you?"

My explanation just now also dispelled Martha's doubts. She smiled a little embarrassedly, and then lifted the messy hair on her ears and temples.

"Ah."

I nodded, and instantly thought of the cruel scene I had seen before.

In the world behind that door, those bastards in the company completely exchanged their lives for the results they wanted. It's terrible, it's really terrible.

Seeing that I didn't want to say more, Martha didn't ask any more questions.

"This is my room. You can rest here for a while. I will arrange some things with him. If there is no accident, I will send you out of here soon."

"Thank you."

Afterwards, Martha took the man out of the room together. Before leaving, the man was worried and gave me a look, as if warning me not to act rashly.

I just smiled at him indifferently, and after they left, I set my sights on the two sets of clothes on the bed, with the unique two V cross logos on them.

Just tell me this should be the uniform of the staff here.

After dressing Wang Shaoyang and me, I lay sprawled on the bed, and took a deep breath of relief.

It has been a long time since I have been lying on a hard iron plate or grass covered with bugs. I have not experienced this kind of soft and comfortable bed for a long time.

"Comfortable..."

But after I just relaxed for a while, I got up.

Experience has taught me not to trust a stranger I meet by chance, even if she is really helping me, then I have to find evidence to make me believe her.

And here is Martha's room. I believe that as long as I search carefully, I will definitely find something.

In addition to the bedside table, bookshelf, and under the bed, there is no other place to store things in this room, so it is not difficult to find it.

Soon I found some A4 papers from the bottom drawer of the nightstand.

This is a confidentiality agreement, some of which are related to Martha.

The information is recorded in English and is very detailed. It records the place of birth, hobbies, education, and even relatives such as seven aunts and eight aunts.

"Doctor of Biology?"

I just glanced at it and understood it.

The relationship between Martha and the company is only an employment relationship, responsible for unilateral biological research, and has no right or need to participate in a series of other projects.

And that man is probably similar to Martha.

They don't have a great relationship with the company, so it's no wonder that they give me the feeling that they are more like a young couple, and they are much better than those in the real company.

"call……"

I carefully put the information back to its original place, and then lay down on the bed. It seems that she is worthy of my trust.

Of course, when I am not sure that that man is worthy of my trust, I will definitely remain vigilant. After all, I am not the only one in the enemy camp now.

I glanced at Wang Shaoyang who was lying next to me with his eyes closed.

There was no vitality to be seen from his old face, if he was not breathing, he would be no different from a dead person.

"squeak--"

Just when I felt a little melancholy, the door opened, but the man was the only one who came in.

"Ok?"

I saw his tense face, like a thief, and couldn't help but feel a little funny, so I sat up straight and asked softly.

"Is something wrong?"

"Have."

After he closed the door, the expression on his face eased a little.

But in the next one, he was jerked out by the right hand behind him, and only then did I see clearly that it was a gun, and the black muzzle exuded a dangerous message.

"You can fool Martha, but you can't fool me!"

Seeing that I was not moving at all, the man thought I was frightened by him, so he sneered, "There must be something wrong with your identity. Although I have no proof, I will never let you use Martha! So, I can only ask you Go to hell!"

As he spoke, he told me to shoot.

But it was obvious that he had never killed anyone, and he might not even have touched a gun, so at this moment, when he held the gun, he was trembling slightly, and layers of sweat really broke out on his face.

"Don't you know..."

I sighed noncommittally, "Do all the villains die because of talking too much?"

"asshole!"

After hearing this, he froze for a moment, then his face turned red, as if he had been greatly insulted, and he was about to pull the trigger immediately.

But I will never give him this chance.

Before he pressed his ten fingers, I had already stepped forward and knocked out the gun in his hand.

Snapped!
The pistol fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

The man subconsciously called out, then covered his wrist, and looked at me in shock, "You... how did you do it?"

Shocked, he rushed towards the gun on the ground.

Is this determined to kill me?
I was a little helpless, stepped forward and stepped on the gun directly under my foot, letting him fly into the air. At the same time, the killing intent towards him in my heart was extremely strong.

If this wasn't Martha's room, I would have left him bloody on the spot.

"Don't you understand yet?"

I looked at him coldly, then picked up the gun, threaded it into parts one by one, and threw it aside, "You can't kill me."

"If you can help me get out of here, I promise, I won't hurt a single hair of you!"

"dream!"

When the man heard this, he smiled instead of anger, as if he had decided on me.

This made me gradually have an ominous premonition in my heart. After all, this is his territory. If he wants to do something to me, it is simply an easy thing for him to do.

And I can only react passively.

"What did you do?"

I questioned.

But he didn't answer my question, just looked at me with a sneer and didn't say a word, which made me really annoyed, like a punch on cotton.

It was at this time that the door opened again.