North stared at the familiar figure with wide eyes, and he felt as if he had fallen into an endless hell.

He opened his mouth and blew out countless bubbles. His hands and feet were bound and he sank downwards with increasing weight.

Suddenly, an electronic voice sounded from Lu Lulu's body, who sank to the bottom of the sea with him: "Sixth Brother, I saw an acquaintance."

After saying that, the figure began to twist in the broken waves. North's eyes widened as he watched Lu Lulu turn into a...human-shaped red balloon.

The red balloon covered Lu Lulu's light yellow dress, which looked very funny.

The red balloon suddenly shrank and broke free from the restraint of the skirt.

Three minutes later.

North was lying on the red balloon, which was floating on the sea.

"You are...Xiaohong?"

North coughed up a mouthful of water.

【it's me. 】

"Where's Lu Lulu?"

[I don't know. She just asked me to put on her clothes and turn on the projection, and then pretend to be thrown into the sea.]

North rubbed his forehead and looked at the cruise ship that had gone far away: "We have to go back."

Xiao Hong twisted her light body and said, "Then you go back. Lao Liu told me to stay away from the signal-shielded sea area and contact Admiral Zhao Guohua for rescue."

North was stunned.

He pursed his lips: "Then throw me down, go to hell, I have to go back."

[Old Six, North said he wants to go back.]

Xiaohong seemed to be talking to Lu Lulu.

It stopped for a moment, and said to North, "Old Six said that you are more suitable to go with me to report the news."

North was stunned. He touched the red balloon under him and said, "Can you talk to her? How is she now?"

[She is fine now, she has gone to do something. ]

[So, North, do you want to follow Lao Liu's advice and come with me to report the news, or do you plan to swim back by yourself? ]

North was silent.

...........................

In Chris's restaurant on the first floor.

A waiter handed a bottle of clear liquid to the chef and said, "Manager, we need to arrest her. She jumped into the sea when she resisted."

The chef looked at the liquid in the bottle and saw that the bottle cap had not been opened. His brows relaxed slightly and he said, "Get ready to bid. Oh, right..."

"Let someone salvage it in the nearby waters. She is very cunning. I guess jumping into the sea is just a temporary solution for her. Keep a good lookout for the cruise ship and make sure nothing happens during the auction."

"Good supervisor."

The man nodded solemnly and left.

The chef put on a virtual mask and the host's suit, then put the angel into the box and took it to the third floor.

The entire cruise ship was littered with corpses.

Lin Du walked slowly past Ina.

Ina killed a man who was trying to escape with a black rose wristband, slowly took off the wristband from the man's hand, and handed it to Lin Du: "Gong Mosheng, this is for you."

Lin Du raised his eyes, and the coldness and alienation in his eyes frightened Ina, but at the same time, she couldn't help but be fascinated.

"I don't know any Gong Mosheng"

Lin Du's voice was gentle, but his tone was distant.

Ina pursed her lips, and she couldn't help but move closer: "I don't know why you sneaked in here with a fake identity, but I know that no matter what you look like, I can recognize you at a glance."

"It can't be wrong, Gong Mosheng..."

Lin Du frowned and avoided Ina's touch.

Ina's eyes dimmed, but she still didn't dare to act rashly. She handed the rose wristband she had just snatched to Lin Du: "Here you go."

"Although I don't know your purpose, I think it has something to do with the angels."

Lin Du lowered his eyes and looked at Ina: "If I want it, I can get it myself, I don't need you."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Ina was stunned. She hurried to catch up, but saw Lin Du pause and said coldly: "Don't follow me, otherwise, I will kill you."

Ina's face changed and she stopped.

She didn't even look at the unconscious Zhen Lindu in the corner, and walked into the auction hall with her skirt lifted.

Lin Du walked slowly for a while, stopped, took out a black rose wristband from his pocket and put it on his wrist.

A shadow was cast in front of his eyes. He looked up and saw Song Qing who had been standing there for who knows how long.

Song Qing folded his arms and looked at Lin Du with a smile on his face. Lin Du blinked guiltily.

Just as he was about to say something, Song Qing walked into the high-end auction hall first.

Only guests wearing black rose wristbands can enter the premium auction room, and at this moment, there are only nine people in the room.

Except for Ina Song Qing and Lu Lulu who pretended to be Lin Du, the rest of the people had bloodstains or wounds on their bodies to varying degrees.

Among them was a middle-aged man whose foot was chopped off. The wound was not treated and he just stood there bleeding.

Blood continued to flow out from the broken wound. He was shaking with pain, his face was ashen, and his eyes were fixed on the exhibition stand. His red eyes were filled with desperate madness.

Ina looked at Lu Lulu who was dressed as Lin Du, and then looked at Song Qing over there, her bright cat eyes full of confusion.

Lu Lulu used Lin Du's face and conscientiously played the role of Gong Mosheng's nickname in front of the real owner Gong Mosheng.

She didn't have to wait long before the host came out.

He placed the box he was holding on the stand.

"Everyone! This is our highlight today... the Angel!"

The man with the broken leg stared at the box, laughed wildly, and rang the bell on the table.

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"I'll give you three hundred!"

Lu Lulu's eyes flashed with surprise. Three hundred? The Angel Sweet Water that so many people were fighting for was only three hundred star coins?

Then she felt something was wrong. The three hundred mentioned by the man with a broken leg should not be star coins, but something else.

A woman with burns all over her body rang the bell: "Three hundred and fifty!"

"Four hundred!"

"five hundred!"

"Seven hundred!"

The man with the broken leg rang the bell again, his eyes wide open, and it was obvious that he was about to die.

Ina glanced at Lu Lulu, then at Song Qing, and seeing that neither of them had bid, she rang the bell: "Seven hundred and one."

"one thousand!"

The man with the broken leg yelled.

The woman with burns all over her body was obviously unwilling to give up: "Two thousand!"

"Three thousand!"

The man with the broken leg glared at the woman fiercely.

The woman clenched her fists tightly, but did not raise the price.

The chef smiled and looked at the only two people present who had not bid.

Song Qing still had no reaction.

Lu Lulu put a timid and cowardly expression on Lin Du's face, and even took the initiative to hook the finger of Ina next to her.

Ina's eyes widened, and the expression she gave Lu Lulu was very interesting, with doubt, but also a little excitement and anticipation.

Lu Lulu lowered her eyes, moved closer to Ina, and lowered her voice: "Cooperate with me."

The tone and voice used were the ones Gong Mosheng usually used.

Ina pursed her lips, her expression stiff.

Song Qing turned his head and looked over.

When Lu Lulu's eyes met his, she showed a smile that seemed gentle but was actually sinister.

Lu Lulu couldn't help but feel a pang in her heart.

"Three thousand times!"

The chef narrowed his eyes but still smiled.

"Three thousand times!"

"Three thousand..."

"Three thousand and one." Song Qing raised the corners of his mouth and revealed a gentle smile.

The man with the broken leg was about to take the photo, but when he saw Song Qinglai do this, his eyes immediately turned red with anger: "Three thousand five!"

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