After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

The Hummer with one side window broken rushed straight onto the highway around the island. The winding mountain road was precipitous and steep, with rolling mountains on one side and a magnificent coastline with turbulent waves on the other.

There were a total of four cars following closely behind their car.

Two of the cars were thrown away after their tires were punctured by Xiao Yan's bullets, and the driver of another car was shot in the head, causing the car to lose direction and rush into the sea.

Originally there was only one black car chasing after them, but within a moment, more than a dozen black cars without license plates suddenly rushed out!

"Bang bang bang!"

In the night, countless black gun muzzles emitted orange flames, brightening the darkness.

In an instant, the Hummer was surrounded by gunfire and bullets.

Yan Haoyue's heart leapt into his throat and he stepped on the accelerator to the floor. "What's going on? Why do you have so many enemies?"

There was no panic on Xiao Yan's face as he pushed the magazine full of bullets upwards.

Yan Haoyue controlled the steering wheel with one hand and took out his mobile phone from his pocket with the other hand to make a call.

Xiao Yan: "What are you doing?"

Yan Haoyue: "I'll call the police! Find someone to rescue us!"

Xiao Yan snatched her cell phone away and threw it out of the car window, where it formed an arc and fell into the sea.

"Why did you throw my phone?"

Xiao Yan's voice was shrouded in ice: "Do you know who recruited these people?"

"Of course it's you! Their target is you, not me!"

"It was the phone that Suna gave you that led them here."

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been targeted as soon as he left Nanyang Street, and so many assassins would not have rushed out along the way, each of them with precise, fast and accurate shooting skills, obviously they were tracked and ambushed in advance.

He fired out of the car window with his sniper rifle, and glanced at her with a dangerous and tentative look in his eyes: "Ye Xiaowu, you'd better not get involved in this."

Yan Haoyue gritted his teeth and said, "I am fucking sick for getting involved in killing myself!"

Xiao Yan: "You can save your life by handing me over, why don't you hand me over?"

Ye Xiaowu's conscience and humanity could not stand the test.

She quickly shouted to the sniper outside the car window: "I am a friendly force! I can hand Xiao Yan over to you! Shoot him, not me!"

A pain in the back of the neck.

He was pressed down hard by a big hand.

Xiao Yan passed the gun over her head and fired fiercely to the left, cursing: "Idiot! You really believed it!"

"..."

Even if there is a one in ten thousand chance of survival, she will not give it up. There is no other way, she is a person who values ​​life very much.

Xiao Yan took out his satellite phone and dialed, his expression unchanged as he said in a deep voice, "We've encountered a problem on the Ring Island Road. Send someone to help."

Eagle: "Received."

Xiao Yan threw his phone away, glanced at the dozen black cars behind him, held Ye Xiaowu's neck, and said half-truthfully: "Even if you don't want to, you have to agree now."

"What do you want?"

"Be my lifelong lover."

He pulled the belt that bound her wrists just now, put it on her left wrist again, and then grabbed her right hand and stuffed it into another loop, pulling hard. At the end of the belt, the two wrists were tied tightly together.

Yan Haoyue struggled in vain, his eyes widened: "If you want to die, don't drag me down with you!"

She tried to unbuckle her belt with her left hand in panic, but Xiao Yan pushed her back, yanked her from the driver's seat, held her with one hand, and unlocked the safety lock on the right door.

He looked down at her, curled his lips, and said wickedly: "Can you swim?"

Yan Haoyue didn't want to jump out of the car at all, let alone jump into the sea!

She lied: "No! Let me go!"

Unexpectedly, this man became even crazier: "If you don't jump, you will be shot to death. If you hold on to me and jump, you will have a chance of survival."

"How much?!"

"Two or three percent?"

She wanted to cry but had no tears. She looked at the turbulent and unpredictable sea below the high coastal highway. Her face was more bitter than a bitter gourd. She threw herself into his arms, and the desire to survive made her hug him tightly.

"Don't let me go!"

The man's chest shook slightly, and he chuckled, "Are you throwing yourself into my arms?"

Yan Haoyue buried her face in his neck. She wanted to die, but she still wanted to live, so she hugged him tighter: "Are you still beating?"

Xiao Yan jokingly whispered in her ear: "It's so high, I'm also very scared, why don't you kiss me and give me some courage."

The Hummer lost control and crashed into the guardrail of the coastal highway.

It’s too late if you don’t jump now!

Her scalp hardened, and she tilted her head back and kissed him.

Xiao Yan pushed the right door open, kicked it open, and jumped down holding her.

At the same time, the hand that was tightly bound with a belt clasped hers tightly, with their fingers intertwined.

The sniper fired into the air again.

They fell into the sea and were soon swept away by the waves and drowned.

……

Half an hour later, Yan Haoyue was washed to the other shore by the waves.

She woke up alone, her wrist was empty and the belt was gone.

Did Xiao Yan fall into the sea and never come out?

She climbed up from the beach and shouted loudly to the sea several times: "Xiao Yan! Xiao Yan!"

Is this guy really dead?

Her ID was still in his hand. He was going to die. How could she leave Nanyang?

Just as he was lost in thought, feeling half happy and half worried, a chilly voice suddenly came from behind him: "Ye Xiaowu, at this moment, are you thinking about my death or my life?"

"what--!"

She shuddered in shock, jumped three feet away, and crossed her arms in a defensive position: "You're still alive! Why are you scaring me!"

Xiao Yan was so pleased by her that he curled his lips and said, "You have nothing wrong in your heart, so why are you afraid of me? Or were you chanting Amen in your heart to wish me death?"

The corners of her mouth twitched, "Why do you always think so badly of others?"

It's not that he thinks badly of others, but...

“I haven’t met any good people.”

His tone was calm and emotionless, he just stated the matter in a normal manner.

Just as she was thinking about the truth of his words, he looked up at her and seemed to remember something: "It's not that I haven't encountered it before. I met one before."

Yan Haoyue walked over and asked curiously: "Is it your subordinate Lao Ying? He looks very loyal to you!"

Xiao Yan thought about the word "loyalty" and asked in a playful way: "Why do I feel that Eagle is loyal to me?"

"He seems very familiar with you. He must have been with you for many years."

Xiao Yan disagreed: "He has been with me for many years and is familiar with me. This sounds even more terrible and unbelievable."

So-called loyalty is nothing more than a wise following.

Loyalty is like human nature, which cannot withstand the test. If someone has not betrayed you yet, it is probably because there is no opportunity yet, or the benefits offered by others are not enough to make the other party betray you.

There was a rustling sound in the woods on the beach.

"Go look over there!"

Yan Haoyue's heart skipped a beat: "Could it be that those people just now are coming here?"

Xiao Yan held her arm and said, "I just found a hidden cave over there."

"Then go and hide!"

She subconsciously held his hand back.

Xiao Yan was slightly startled, looked at her, took her hand, and suddenly brought her into his arms.

It was chilly in the cave, but the sounds of the search gradually faded away and those people seemed to be going far away.

Xiao Yan found matches discarded by others in the cave, and picked up a few pieces of wood and put them together. After successfully starting the fire, there was a hint of brightness and warmth in the damp and dark cave.

Xiao Yan raised his hand and unbuttoned his shirt.

Yan Haoyue held up an unlit piece of wood, guarding against him like a wolf, "Why are you taking off your clothes?"

Xiao Yan didn't want to tease her at first, but seeing how nervous she was, he suddenly felt like playing.

He strode over the small fire with his long legs, approached her, easily took away the "anti-wolf weapon" in her hand, and threw it aside.

"You were throwing yourself into my arms just now, but now you're being reserved again? Ye Xiaowu, are all women as fickle as you?"

Her ears were burning. "I, I had no choice just now! You asked me to hold you and jump out of the car. If I didn't hold you, how could I live?"

Xiao Yan said with a smile: "You still remember that you were able to survive because I was holding you just now?"

"..."

"Is this how you treat your savior?"

"So, what do you want?"

Her clothes were also soaked, and now they were clinging to her exquisite body, with her curves being slender where they should be slender, and full where they should be full, with no ambiguity.

She is mature and sexy, but not at all vulgar. On the contrary, Ye Xiaowu is energetic, looks vigorous, fresh, and flourishing, bright and aggressive, with the wild and unruly boyish spirit.

She is quite good at growing, and every inch of her body meets his aesthetic standards.

Xiao Yan glanced at her calmly and said, "Take off your clothes."

She immediately hugged her hands to her chest, "I won't take it off!"

He raised his eyebrows and said without further ado: "You want me to help you take it off?"

"..."

Okay, this guy is really a tyrant.

She took off her wet shirt reluctantly, thinking that Xiao Yan was going to do something inappropriate to her, but in the end, the man just grabbed her clothes and took them to the fire to dry.

She undressed and soon after sneezed.

Xiao Yan: "Come here."

She didn't move.

Now that I have taken off my shirt and am only wearing a bra, if I go to his place, wouldn't that be like a sheep walking into the mouth of a tiger?

She crouched in a small corner of the cave, hugging her knees with her arms, freezing there.

"I'm not cold, yawn!"

"..."

Xiao Yan laughed angrily, "If you come over here, can I eat you?"

Yan Haoyue: "It's hard to say..."

Xiao Yan was in a rare good temper: "Come here, I won't eat you."

"I do not believe."

He talks too much nonsense.

Xiao Yan frowned slightly, and his voice became cold: "Ye Xiaowu, I'll count to three, three, two..."

"Here you come, look at you, can't we just live in peace? Why are you counting three, two, one?"

She hugged her chest and moved over happily.

She was not afraid of anything except Xiao Yan, the King of Hell who would count to three, two, one.

As soon as they reached the fire, Xiao Yan grabbed her and pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly, his chest pressing against hers, hard against soft. His body temperature was much higher than hers. She wanted to refuse, but at the same time she was reluctant to let go.

The man's muscles are nice and firm.

His figure is better than any male model she has seen. The key point is that male models may have gained such figure by eating protein powder, but Xiao Yan's figure is definitely the real thing.

Will this kind of man have bad kidneys?

He should be very good!

She couldn't help it, so she buried her face in his arms and didn't look at him, but her hands climbed up dishonestly and pinched him gently.

Hmm...it's hot and firm, and feels so good to touch.

Just as she was touching more and more vigorously, her wrist was restrained.

Xiao Yan stared at her, his eyes dark and unclear: "Does it feel good to touch you?"

She was so embarrassed that she wanted to hit tofu, "Ha, haha...it's just so-so."

"generally?"

“Third in the world.”

Xiao Yan pinched her fingers and twisted them behind her waist, "You feel good, isn't it time for me to feel good too?"